I really admire this guy, not for his physique (obviously) but he’s the spirit of “Dance like no one’s watching.”
Funny Video: Sad Cat Diary
A video about the inner dialog of a cat; too funny.
A List: Top 5 Ways to Fail at Everything
I am fascinated by lists.
In college, my “go to” book was “The Book of Lists,” which was, um, well — basically a list of lists.
In today’s digital age, most are on-line. One site I found had the most popular “bucket list” ideas. Some of the trendiest objectives included visiting virtually every locale, jumping into a pool fully clothed, and — I kid you not — covering someone’s car in post-it notes. You scamp, you!
Techcrunch posts the most common Google searches. It contained “Ice Bucket Challenge”, “Ebola,” and “Flappy Bird” (a game). Sadly, the loss of “Robin Williams” generated the most searches.
Finally, Listverse, whose raison d’être is to make lists, presented its most popular of all time. Claiming spots in that prestigious ranking are “Top 15 Amazing Coincidences,” “Top 10 Amazing Facts About Dreams,” and the most popular list ever: “10 Fascinating Last Pictures Taken.”
Different times of year spawn season-appropriate lists. January might bring forth “Ten Tips to Getting Organized in the New Year.” In April, we’re informed of “Most Common Forgotten Tax Deductions.” June could give rise to “Top Wedding Ideas of Successful Brides.” (Of course, I don’t know what an “unsuccessful bride” would be.)
I want my own world-famous list. So, I thought of something no one else has done, which I now unveil: (insert fanfare please)
“Five Things You Can Do to Make Sure You Never Achieve Anything.”
In reverse order (because that makes it more exciting I guess):
Funny Holiday Video: All About the Baste
The song, “All About the Bass” has been stuck in my head for weeks.
This doesn’t help – but in light of holiday cooking, it’s worth it. Enjoy.
Age Appropriate
A few months ago, I lamented the fact that I would soon be turning 60.
Well, try as I might to deny the inevitable, September 28 has arrived.
I am now officially entering my seventh decade.
Also, as I mentioned, I grok that there are people looking at 60 in their rear view mirrors, most likely shaking their heads, thinking, “Come on Scott. Get over it!” Yet, I remind these naysayers that this is the oldest I’ve ever been. My wife, in attempt to be supportive I presume, has been espousing, “Remember, today is the youngest you’ll be for the remainder of your life.”
Hmmm… I don’t know whether that’s comforting or not. But, what can I say; she’s a child in her fifties. She’ll learn.
So, I went to the doctor for a check up. They checked my weight (“You’re lost a few pounds since last year.” Yay!) and blood pressure (“We need to watch that.” Sigh…)
Then came my height.
I’m going to be vulnerable here so be gentle with your judgment, okay? Most of my adult life, I’ve lied about my height, insisting I’m a towering 5’ 9” when I’m actually a diminutive 5’ 8”. One might rightly wonder why that extra inch matters so much to my obviously frail psyche — and that’s a fair question. Yet, the honest reply is I haven’t a clue. Maybe it’s a guy thing, who knows? Anyway, of late, with newfound maturity, I’ve finally come to grips with the reality that major league basketball is not going to come calling and have accepted my actual stature.
So, it’s one of nature’s practical jokes that I find out I’ve shriveled to five-seven and a half! [Read more…]