Six Word Story

"Save me!"
"Ok."
"My way."
"No."
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The Moral of the Story...

I came across this in the August 25 issue of the Wall Street Journal. It was the conclusion to an article about the collapse of the Chinese stock market:

The moral of today's story is a simple one. Listen to the skeptics and the contrarians. You dismiss them at your peril.

Unfortunately, I did not write down either the author's name or the title of the article.
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Sod

On Aug 22 and 23, David, David's father-in-law, and I — along with neighbor Chris and my wife Becky — laid five pallets of sod in David's back yard. Here is the sod ready to be moved into place.

Sod

The finished product:

Sod_after

We started by individually picking up a piece of sod, carrying it to its destination, and laying it in place. The old men managed this for a few hours but eventually, we gave out. We switched to carrying sod to David who would lay it. We timed things so that one of us would be going out to give the next piece to David while the other was coming back to get another. This almost tripled our throughput. After long wearying hours, David decided that we could use the wheelbarrow to load the sod up. Why we didn't think of this sooner is one of life's great mysteries.

The next time I have to do this I'll know how to go about it.

But there isn't going to be a next time. I'll pay for someone to do it, first.

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Sputnik's Gonna Get Me!

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Purely by coincidence, we visited the National Air and Space Museum on Saturday which happened to be the 45th anniversary of the first Moon landing. There, I again met my old nemesis, Sputnik. It was launched by the former Soviet Union on October 4, 1957. I was two years old. My father used to tell me that I was very concerned that Sputnik "was gonna get me." No, I am not neurotic. I suspect some encouragement by my parents.

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Neurosis and Psychosis

Last Thursday, I spent a pleasant morning at the Starbucks at the Hoffman Center talking with Jake, who is one of the regulars. He shared a way to understand the difference between neurosis and psychosis. "A neurotic is someone who believes that two plus two equals four and is deeply troubled by it. A psychotic is someone who believes that two plus two equals five and is quite happy about it."

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Firsts...

Becky is going through our old photos selecting pictures of our oldest for his upcoming wedding in April. This is David at, we think, 3 or 4 months old with my first dog Procyon. Pro would have been around 5 and would be with us for another 9 years. This picture is not quite 30 years old. Good times.

Firsts
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