The Writer's Poke

Happy 6-Month Birthday, Octavia. :)

For Writers: I can understand wanting to meet and reunite with family members in Heaven, but why would anyone care to meet those that once were famous on Earth? First, Joe Blow, why would Gandhi want to meet you ? But second, what value does Einstein, Lincoln, Gandhi, or anyone else have outside the context of an Earthly existence ? Other than the Jehovah’s Witnesses, I don’t know of any group that believes Heaven will be located on Earth. In other words, the context we know (Earth and mortal life) ends when we move on to the next stage (Heaven). And it’s my thesis that anything of value that we learn on Earth loses much, if not all, of its value once we leave Earth. Will you really care about literature, history, geography, etc., in Heaven? Why would you? Ray Bradbury’s story “Dark They Were and Golden Eyed” does a pretty good job illustrating my point. In that story, the last survivors of Earth escape to Mars to begin a new life. In the beginning, they do their best to recreate the l...

For Writers: When I was 16, I toyed with the idea of making a killing by collecting baseball cards. The local store had just received the complete 1989 Fleer sets, and I raced down town to invest my $31.80, secure in the knowledge that at least one card would be worth something. This was the year that Billy Ripken, the Baltimore Orioles’ second baseman, had written something obscene on the end of his baseball bat. http://www.snopes.com/sports/baseball/ripken.asp Arriving home, I tore through the box looking for the Billy Ripken card. To my surprise, the offending card was missing! What were the chances, I wondered, that this specific card was the one missing? All the other cards were there – I counted each one to make sure, and I carefully double-checked each card to verify that Billy’s wasn’t somehow out of order. But it simply wasn’t there. For whatever reason, I never went back to the store to complain. I figured that some dishonest person in the store had removed the card as soon a...

For Writers: When Octavia was born, we were quite relieved. She had ten fingers, ten toes, and in all respects was normal and healthy. But where were her knees? I didn't immediately notice that she lacked knees, but one day it just dawned on me: this baby has no kneecaps! On the bright side, I thought, she'll be safe from Tonya Harding and the Italian mafia. But when I pointed out this incredible finding to my wife, a nurse, she merely laughed and said that all babies, including Tavi , have knees. They just don't ossify for a few years. So here's a case where observation failed. What I could see with my own eyes was one thing, whereas the truth was another -- there all along, but hidden in time under a layer of smooth skin. If observations can be deceiving, what precautions should we take to see what cannot be seen with the eyes? "I drive with my knees. Otherwise, how can I put on my lipstick and talk on my phone?" --Sharon Stone

For Writers: Human, thy name is hypocrite. Not that any of us can really help it. Most of us have this embedded ideal image of who we would like to be, but the real self can never match the imagined ideal. We are born under the curse of always falling short of the mark; at least that's how many of us in the Christian tradition have been trained. Recently, my wife observed that even I am human. I gave a piece of advice to my dad, and my wife was quick to point out that it's advice that I don't follow myself. In my mind, when I picture my ideal self, I follow my own advice; but in the real world, I don't always. Perhaps the only people that aren't hypocrites are those that have managed to remove the quest for the ideal self from their lives. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to completely purge this urge. I may be a hypocrite, but at least I'm honest about it. Probably the most famous oath is the Hippocratic Oath for physicians, but w hat might the Hypocrit...

For Writers: "In restaurants where they serve frog's legs, what do they do with the rest of the frog? Do they just throw it away? You never see "frog torsos" on the menu. Is there actually a garbage can full of frog bodies in the alley? I wouldn't want to be the homeless guy looking for an unfinished cheeseburger and open the lid on that." --George Carlin I'll eat food on a cruise ship that I'd have no interest eating on land. Chilled soups, escargot, frog legs, bring it on. So on the last cruise, a table mate and I ate frog legs while our wives looked on in disgust. And David asked a question that apparently a lot of people ask: "What do they do with the rest of the frog?" Once I got home, I thought I'd try to find out. The answer is rather sad; France is the country that places the highest demand on the frog leg trade, and Southeast Asia is the main supplier. Apparently, however, frogs don't receive very humane treatment in Southe...

For Writers: When Malcolm X was in prison, he read the dictionary from cover to cover. More than that, he actually took the time to write out the dictionary, definition by definition. There's a man that had some time on his hands! But this is also an example of a man that had an insatiable appetite for knowledge. In 2004, A.J. Jacobs wrote The Know-It-All , which describes his own personal quest for knowledge, detailing his experiences reading the complete Encyclopaedia Britannica . Again, I'm impressed he found the time to do that, because as far as I know, Jacobs didn't spend any time in jail -- making his accomplishment all the more noteworthy. And just follow any political campaign. I betcha the candidates have never taken the time and effort to do what X and Jacobs have accomplished, and yet, just ask them a question, any question. They might not have the answer to your question, but they will have an answer . And isn't that what's really important: having an a...

For Writers: Back in junior high, I was a dealer. 1986 was a simpler time. I dealt in gum and candy, not drugs. Want Nerds? I got 'em for ya. Want some Bubble Yum? Hubba Bubba ? Bubblicious ? Step right up. At my school, there were no vending machines, and if you wanted candy, you came to me -- or one of my few competitors. I'd by a 25 cent pack of gum at the gas station in the morning and sell it for 50 cents at school in the afternoon. Don't have 50 cents? That's cool. I'd sell it to you by the piece, too. Now, I never bought a car with my earnings by any means, and by the time I entered ninth grade, my days as an candy store entrepreneur were over. One thing I fondly remember about those days, though, is sugar-filled bubble gum. These days, all you can find is sugarless. And a sugarless world is no world for me. Is there a product you used to love that you can no longer find? How do you add the "sugar" to your life when the Man decides to take it a...

For Writers: Two days before our vacation, she started throwing up. Did she know we were leaving? Probably not. Did she know that we had gone as far as to call the vet to schedule an appointment for euthanasia? Probably not. Did she know what it meant when I got the luggage from the garage? Maybe so. Maybe that's why cats sit on luggage. They either want to go, too, or they don't want you to go at all. Cats tend to know things more with their ears and their noses. They know the sound of a scoop of dry cat food, and they know the sound of a can opener. Our cats also know the sound of the vacuum cleaner, and it scares the nine lives out of them for some reason. Even the sight of a quiet vacuum is enough to start Flem hissing. And one thing Camilla knows is how to hide. She is a master at disappearing. Think she can't get under the lazy-boy? Wrong. Think there's no way she can fit under the hot water heater? Wrong again. If she were human, she would win every limbo competi...

For Writers: Personally, I like the Food Court at the Mall. Where else are you within walking distance to popcorn, pretzels, stirfry, sub sandwiches, tacos, and Starbucks? More than the food, I like sitting among a crowd of people, watching the mall-walkers, the stroller moms, the teenagers, and the fat middle-aged men. The people that like the mall linger, and the people that hate the mall speed-walk from entrance to store to exit. And, of course everyone is talking on their cell phones, hiding behind their own imaginary bubble of protected personal space. Meanwhile, I eat my lunch, observe the people I don't have to talk to, and relax -- surrounded by my own thoughts, caught in public isolation. When you want to hide, where do you go? Describe that place in all its glorious detail, and explain how that place, be it public or private, re-centers you. "The sculpture stands here beneath the tall beech trees. It’ll be gone the day after tomorrow or in ten days’ time when they ta...

For Writers: If a girl ever brags about "getting lucky," I've yet to hear it. Only guys will talk about having sex with basic strangers in this way. And yet, where's the luck in having sex with someone you have no emotional attachment to? Isn't it more "lucky" to find someone that you care about deeply, that you want to know intimately, that you'd actually like to spend time with outside the state of lust or conquest? Euphemisms are examples of language failing. They never accurately depict truth, and they always attempt to hide reality -- not only from the person listening, but also from the person speaking. "Got lucky" lately? Indeed. Pay attention to the use of euphemisms today, and point them out when your now sensitive ears take notice. Is there a euphemism that you or others use on a regular basis? What drives people to cloak reality in phony language? "Sleeping together is a euphemism for people, but tantamount to marriage with ...

South of Monterey, California, is the famous 17 Mile Drive. If you want to take it, the locals will make you pay $9.25. Is it worth it? Yeah, I think so. In fact, after a fairly disappointing cruise, I think this drive was the highlight of our trip. What you'll experience in these 17 miles: breathtaking views of the Pacific, some pretty cool multi-million dollar houses, trees, and deer. I didn't realize that this is where the Pebble Beach golf course is, but from the little we could see of it, it looked amazing. And, I couldn't imagine playing golf in this location. It was so windy there today that I'm sure even Tiger would have to fight hard for par.

This was our second cruise on the Celebrity Mercury -- the first time was to the Mexican Riviera in Dec. 2004. This time, we tried the Pacific Northwest (Astoria, Oregon; Seattle; Vancouver; Victoria), the first run of the season. To begin with, the ship was late repositioning from Mexico. We would find out a few days into the cruise that they knew the ship would be late; however, we were never notified. So, while we were there to board at 1 p.m., the ship didn't arrive until after 3 p.m. It was scheduled to leave at 5 p.m., but they were still loading on luggage at 7:30 p.m. While we waited to board, the passengers were housed in different locations depending on cabin type, and since we had a balcony room, we were among those lucky enough to receive sandwiches and water. Others apparently didn't receive food. Unfortunately, one of the people in our location choked to death on his food, and none of the cruise or pier staff were prepared to assist this elderly passenger. My wi...

Mariah Carey turns 38 today; today is also the 10th anniversary of the FDA's approval of Viagra in the United States. Question: What do Mariah Carey and Viagra have in common? Answer: Both give you stiffies. (credit for joke goes to Linda)

Isn't "our business"? What isn't our business? Don't we have a right to know how Hillary handled the whole Bill-Monica episode? The question about Hillary's "credibility" deals with her claim that there was a "vast right-wing conspiracy" against the Clintons. The truth, of course, was just that Bill was always a bit of a lad -- which has nothing to do with big, bad Republicans trying to get them! Fun stuff. At least one person got to ask a question that wasn't "handpicked" at a Clinton event.

Thursday marks the 10 th anniversary of the FDA’s approval of Viagra. Celebrate with someone you love. For Writers: Ever want to write, but you just can't get your pen to work? No matter how hard you try, the page remains blank (and unsatisfied), and you’re left wondering: maybe I’m not a real writer at all. No need to feel embarrassed; after all, it happens to everyone. Writer’s Block. Wouldn’t it be great to be able to take a pill for this condition? And, of course, the pill should provide you with an open range of time. Maybe you just take the pill, start writing something very cool and important, and get interrupted. No worries: the pill will give you up to 72 hours to express your creativity. You write when the time is right for you. Unfortunately, there isn’t a little blue pill to take for writer’s block. It’s just you against the blank page, and there is no cure. All you have is your indomitable desire to write. What keeps you from writing, and would a “Viagra for writers” ...

For Writers: I like to think that I have a pretty good imagination; however, one concept I do have trouble imagining is eternal life. After all, how many millions of years would it take to cross off all the items on your “to do” list? It’s human nature to put things off until tomorrow – and that’s even with the knowledge that we’re all going to die sooner than later. Now, imagine if you knew that you were going to live on and on and on? It seems to me that the tendency to procrastinate would grow exponentially. And quite frankly, I don’t think I’m the only one that has trouble with the whole “eternal life” concept. Most people don’t seem to get past the playing harps on clouds imagery; and for those that believe in reincarnation, well that’s just cheating. But maybe that’s the only real way to live eternally – living each finite lifespan in a repeated state of amnesia, as if each life cycle is the one and only. Okay, let’s narrow it down from eternity to something more manageable. If y...

For Writers: From time-to-time it will hit me: I’m growing older by the day. Not only do I pay a mortgage every month, but I also have a child that I’m responsible for. How did this all happen? When I look in the mirror, I can see the physical changes. My face is fatter, my hair has some gray, and the lenses in my glasses keep getting thicker with each visit to Lens Crafters. I’ve always needed a lot of sleep, but now if I go without sleep for whatever reason, it takes me longer to recover. I have to face facts: I’m not a young whipper-snapper anymore! On the other hand, being an adult isn’t all that bad. For the most part, I’m in control. And, I don’t have to worry about “getting some place” in life; I’ve arrived. How old do others perceive me to be? I’m never sure, but I can say this: it’s been quite a while since anyone’s bothered to card me. What’s more important: chronological age or the age you feel inside? How do you typically feel: older or younger than your ch...

Oh my goodness! In 1996, Hillary made a trip to Bosnia with her lovely daughter, and they had to dodge heavy snipper fire to make it to their limo! If you have the stomach, click this link to watch the amazing video! What a brave woman Hillary is. When she was actually caught lying about this experience, she simply said "I say a lot of things [that aren't true].... a million words a day." In other words, she claims just to have "misspoke." A recent AOL poll shows that 77% think Hillary exaggerates "a lot." In the same poll 48% find Barack to be the more honest candidate -- compared to 11% for Hillary.

Bill Richardson endorsed Barack Obama on Friday, and Hillary's people said it was "insignificant." Now, James Carville says Richardson's endorsement is Judas-like. Question: Does that make Hillary the Christ? I can't imagine any of Barack's people making similar Carville-like comments about any friend of Barack that happened to endorse Hillary. And yes, I do think this woman believes herself to be the Savior of our country. Barack has never made such claims. He's always shown humility and honesty. Some people question his virtue, claiming he's just a calculating politician. I'm not exactly sure why some people have started to believe this, other than because Barack wears the label of politician, and so he's guilty by association... http://www.newsmax.com/insidecover/Carville_Richardson_Judas/2008/03/23/82472.html