Wednesday, September 30, 2020

Recess

There once was a childhood schoolhouse game played in the gymnasium.

All of the students lined up on one side of the gymnasium and wore blindfolds.  There was one student in the middle of the gymnasium who wore a black jersey and did not wear a blindfold.

There was one student at the other end of the gymnasium who wore a white jersey and also did not wear a blindfold.

The object of the game for white was to get as many of the blindfold players from one side of the gymnasium to other.  The player with the white jersey was allowed to call out to them.  Once players made it over to the other side, they were allowed to remove their blindfolds.  They then returned to the beginning, safely, and whispered into the ears of the blindfolded players, trying to tell them when and where to run so that they would not get caught.

The object of the game for black was to prevent the players from crossing by tagging them during the intercession.  If they were tagged, they removed their blindfolds.  Some remained in the middle and were allowed to also tag players as they passed.  Others were sent back to the beginning to pretend to be blindfolded.  They whispered into the ears of the blindfolded players, trying to tell them when and where to run so that they would get caught.

There was also one secret blindfolded player that no one knew about.  Both sides had to guess.  If this player reached the other side, the player with the white jersey was allowed to roam freely.  If they tagged any player on the black side, they returned to the white side.  Or, if white jersey player tagged the black jersey player, then all the black players returned to the white side and the game is over.


Hardware


Someone told me I'm tough as nails.

I told him to go screw himself.

He told me to fuck off.

I said only if there was another woman.

He just about had a stroke.

I offered to lend a hand, because I'm such a nice guy.

Tale of the UPS Manager

There once was a regional UPS hub manager in Denver.  Large shipments of pallets would drop at the hub first, from where they serviced the surrounding area.  These smaller distribution centers then delivered packages as necessary to the appropriate recipients.

One day, the aging Denver hub manager was getting ready to retire, so he started grooming his nephew for the position.  The training was demanding, especially over the summer cycle, and at times both parties gave serious thought to calling it quits.  They didn't call otherwise.

Part of the training included working at a distribution center.  He worked with his girlfriend and their friend, doing deliveries with them and along routes.  He thoroughly enjoyed this aspect inside and out.


In time the nephew did prove he was ready to move up to the hot seat of the management position.  His girlfriend remained in charge of the distribution center.  He would be able to continue seeing his girlfriend and other friends often when he helped make deliveries to the distribution centers, so everyone remained super happy.

His main priority was to make sure there were no missing or late deliveries, because that just makes people grumpy or even disrupts other businesses.  He did so well that many years later he was even able to expand the business with some of his own innovative initiatives that were leading edge.  It really took after that.

Maaaybe...

Black cats versus Saints.

On the Economy

You know what causes depression? When the circulation of money slows down. This can, unfortunately, become a vicious cycle, like a run on the bank, as people stockpile out of fear.

The opposite, a virtuous cycle, is a free-flowing economy. There is no need to hoard. No need to steal.

Just keep it flowing. Stay with the flow of traffic, folks.  And don’t worry if the volume or speed or pressure of the water in the pipe starts to increase over time. Just go along for the ride.


Also, the government can just print more money.  Freely received, freely given.



Chocolate rain
Some stay dry and others feel the pain
Chocolate rain
A baby born will die before the sin

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The school books say it can't be here again
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The prisons make you wonder where it went

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Build a tent and say the world is dry
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Zoom the camera out and see the lie

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Forecast to be falling yesterday
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Only in the past is what they say

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Raised your neighborhood insurance rates
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Makes us happy 'livin in a gate

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Made me cross the street the other day
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Made you turn your head the other way

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History quickly crashing through your veins
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Using you to fall back down again

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History quickly crashing through your veins
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Using you to fall back down again

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Seldom mentioned on the radio
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It's the fear your leaders call control

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Worse than swearing worse than calling names
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Say it publicly and you're insane

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No one wants to hear about it now
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Wish real hard it goes away somehow

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Makes the best of friends begin to fight
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But did they know each other in the light?

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Every February washed away
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Stays behind as colors celebrate

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The same crime has a higher price to pay
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The judge and jury swear it's not the face

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History quickly crashing through your veins
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Using you to fall back down again

Chocolate rain
History quickly crashing through your veins
Chocolate rain
Using you to fall back down again

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Dirty secrets of economy
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Turns that body into GDP

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The bell curve blames the baby's DNA
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But test scores are how much the parents make

Chocolate rain
Flippin' cars in France the other night
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Cleans the sewers out beneath Mumbai

Chocolate rain
'Cross the world and back it's all the same
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Angels cry and shake their heads in shame

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Lifts the ark of paradise in sin
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Which part do you think you're livin' in?

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More than marchin', more than passing law
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Remake how we got to where we are

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History quickly crashing through your veins
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Using you to fall back down again

Chocolate rain
History quickly crashing through your veins
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Using you to fall back down again

Precipicipation

And it's whispered that soon,

If we all call the tune

Then the piper will lead us to reason

And a new day will dawn

For those who stand long

And the forests will echo with laughter



Make it rain!

The More You Give, The More You Receive

I now get this.  And almost the same, the Law of Attraction and its corollary, Karma.


So open yourself up more to receive and give away freely.  That simple.  Fear is the blockage, love is the opening.