Tuesday, the 13th

I have just realized that today was Tuesday (3 dark hours in some cultures) AND 13th (another bad omen in urban cultures everywhere, I think).
Lucky me, I got to spend it mostly indoors. Where I did not fall on anything, did not slip, burn, cut or any other similar activity. So I can safely say by now that Tuesday 13th is a good day to live and not hide. ;-) Or perhaps it was because I was not aware of it until it ended. Luckily, in this respect my mom was right: the older you get, the less superstitious smart people tend to get.

Talking about getting older - I realized one thing, not without a certain amount of surprise, I might add. When I was younger, my friends and I used to find "amusing" a lot of traits in a person and to get to be our laughing stock was a matter of couple of oddities away. At the time, I had a nagging tingling in the back of my mind that I might not be completely right (as young people have the urge to feel all the time) and that maybe, just maybe, I am prone to the same mistakes that made those people be laughed at by the self-righteous lot that we were, and I would most certainly not like to be given the same treatment. Not to mention the physical traits, right?!, that are still a huge laughable source.

And now I come to the realization that surprised me. I think that to laugh at someone is not so funny anymore. I am excluding from the very beginning the physical traits stuff. I mean, come ooon! This can be hilarious when you are 10 (at most), but to laugh because someone's big nose or large feet, that is ridiculous (pun intended). To be very clear, I am not referring to the situations when some 50 year-old dons a canary yellow miniskirt and matches it with the pepto bismol pink on the pout. Not this kind of avoidable ridiculousness.

Which makes me think - am I indeed right in the middle of the current leading to the self-righteous prick I always displayed the inclination of becoming? Am I getting too old too soon? If I am right, then why do I not see eye to eye with so many others of my age on this? I think of myself as one odd (pinkish, if I may choose) egg in the basket, but to what extent I am right and to what extent I am plainly (painfully but truthfully) wrong? To avoid confusion, I am not doubting myself (I rank pretty high in the self-confidence department) but I am constantly aware that since things can be right or wrong, I always have 50% chances to be wrong. Which is pretty high, and gives room to reevaluation.

All right, so, here is another post about me, myself and I and about how I can have too many principles stuffed up my alley. Well, suits you right for reading how I tend to see life.

And now I will end this post to move on to another. Mr. Laz threw down his glove. And I intend to rise up to the challenge.

Stihl Timbersports

I could not believe it. There is such a competition called STIHL TIMBERSPORTS
link here in which a team of 4 men chop wood for fun.
It reminds me of this old movie. And what is puzzling for me is that they are genuinely having fun! Competing and wining tend to to that to people, isn't it?! :-))
Now, I wonder what is more thought-provoking: watching it on telly or going on site to cheer them up in person?

So, another year has gone by. For me personally it has been a good year. In general though, there are many who might say that it was not exactly so. I will not get into that, there are far better and competent people who can do it from more points of view I can think of right now. But I will try to sum up a few things I have learned this year. Well, not exactly learned THIS year, I knew them before, but this year was full of reminders in these following respects:

- No matter how much you might want something good to happen to a good person, that does not always turn out the way you want.

- When unhappy things happen to good people who have been waiting for something good for a while now, this can throw them off balance rather swiftly.

- Harm suffered cannot be undone by a good thing. But it can be alleviated.

- New love makes one's heart feel brand new and forget all the sorrow it has ever gone through and act as it has never been broken. New break-up, on the other hand, does not happen to that brand new sparkling heart from the beginning of a new love. No, break up accumulates in time and along with the previous break-ups, what the latest one does is to worsen the damage the heart was subjected to and make the owner plunge into new depths of sorrow.

- People often fall for the wrong kind of persons and surprisingly most of the times are unaware of this. (This is a truism but I find it surprising to see how often this happens to people from whom you expect better, really.)

- Life is absolutely spectacular when you share it with the one you love. I cannot get enough of it. This is again a truism and a most annoying one when you do not lead a boring happy life. I am not pompous to tell anyone "If you don't believe, go try it for yourself". I am truly wishing everyone the boredom of living a happy life. You'll instantly see that THIS was your life's true calling.

- Times flies by.

- Flu is being in limbo: you're not "ill" enough to call it a proper "illness" and despite its popularity people still consider you pathetic for not being able to "shake it off", still you feel like a beaten dog for an entire week and curse the modern medicine that failed to come up with a decent cure for such simple symptoms: sore throat, running nose, broken-bones feeling, mushy brains lurking behind one's eyes.

- Snow is not how it used to be like in my childhood. Children nowadays must be devastated that they cannot have one tiny little real hope for school to be called off because of snow.

The mushy brains behind my eyes are racked.
I must go run my nose in bed.

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