On the political scene, Sarah Palin posted on Facebook:
If [President Obama] doesn’t have a ‘big stick’ to carry, maybe it’s time for him to grow one.
She does know he’s a black man doesn’t she?
Category: Philosophy
Think deep.
Life
Sometimes it feels like you are playing Trade Wars for real…and losing.
Deep Thoughts
After many years of evaluation, I have come to the conclusion that I live in the wrong tax bracket.
Those famous last words
What will you say with your last breath? I certainly hope that mine will be poetic but I doubt I will achieve something as elegant as Samuel Beckett’s father’s last words:
According to [Samuel] Beckett, his father got up one morning, put on his dressing gown, then collapsed to the ground with a massive stroke, and died. His final words were "What a morning".
See also.
Deep Thoughts
You never know if you’ve gone too far until you try.
Deep Thoughts
Sometimes I sleep. Usually that is a mistake.
New Life Strategy
My new goal at the beginning of each month: "Just make it to the end of the month alive."
Doug’s Mantras
Be a knowledge seeker. -DM
Confession
Occasionally I purchase a lottery ticket then refuse to look at it because the thrill of thinking I am walking around with a winning ticket is more fun than the disappointment in verifying that it is a loser.
At the barber shop
Good Pledge
How to be alone
This is a beautiful poem by filmmaker, Andrea Dorfman (FB), and poet/singer/songwriter, Tanya Davis (FB). I encourage you to watch the entire video. Consider watching it alone.
Deep Thoughts
Finding peace is difficult when those around you cannot find it for themselves.
Today I saw two homeless people in a light drizzle that barely qualified for rain. She sat on a curb. He walked toward her. She looked up and smiled with a glowing happiness. They are in love. Those two with nothing but each other have so much to teach those of us who hustle and bustle and struggle to make ends meet within our materialistic world in misery. Time is so precious. How dare we waste one moment in anger, lament, worry or misery. Happiness comes from within.
Such a beautiful day!
Tis a beautiful Sunday
On a three day weekend
The sun shines brightly
And I think of working on Amy’s clubhouse
I imagine playing with my children
Riding bikes and swimming
Frisbee golf and adventures
Explorations and local attractions
I think of cleaning the garage
And improving the house
All while typing away at my computer
So that perhaps the next beautiful Sunday
I can make these things a reality.
To rue the day or not to rue the day
This day shall not own me!
For it is Monday
And I am master of my calendar!
