What's Don Been Up To?

I'll bet you thought I was taking a break from blogging and I have sort of. I Haven't written anything for the blog this year but I have been busy writing two articles on Flight Simulator. One is on Multiplayer Carrier Operations flying FA/18s off the coast of San Francisco and the other is a review of PMDG/Aerosoft's BAe Jetstream 4100.

Talking Heads
I'm a big fan of television news but one of the things that mystifies me is when the announcers disappear, where do the anchors or announcers go? Here in the San Francisco bay area KTVU channel 2 has a tried and true news team that for decades has received awards for their news broadcasts. Dennis Richmond retired, as did Ross McGowan but did you notice when Elaine Corral left a few year ago? Do you ever wonder why she did and where did she go? Dennis was replaced by Frank Summerville who worked his way up to the evening news from the morning and midday newscasts.

Just last week CNN's Anderson Cooper announced his sidekick Ericka Hill left for another position at another network. And while we're on the subject of CNN don't you think AC and Sanjay Gupta deserve an award for the compelling coverage they did on the earthquake in Haiti?

Where did John King go? They keep rotating the anchor on the Sunday morning news show. I do wonder about weird stuff, I know but I was thinking there might be a market for this sort of information. There are scorekeepers no doubt in the journalism world. There are a few who have left and I wonder where they go.

Holidays and New Year - Auld Lang Syne

A good way to send out the old year and boot up a new one. A long-standing tradition, the song dates back to a Scottish poem by Robert Burns in 1788. I had to write something to end the year on a high note and bury last month's post. So I started with this traditional end of the year song.

"Auld Lang Syne"

One of the things I have is too much time. My main challenge is to find something that keeps me motivated and positive about the moment. Isn't it odd that when we're going through tough times, we feel the pain of the moment. It's only later on, sometimes years later, we reflect back and think fondly of the same period in our lives.

A very nice tradition is the way our calendar year is punctuated by gift giving and family gatherings at the end of the year. Some of us celebrate Christ's birth by decorating our homes with an evergreen tree and mistletoe to go along with the seasonal baked goodies as the temperatures dive outside. Fewer attendees at the aerobic exercise class in the community outdoor pool this time of year; a result of the changing climate and season.

Being Thankful

The year is winding down with Thanksgiving tomorrow. Wow, what a year! For a time, nobody at my house had a job or income. That's not a fun feeling. Now our health insurance is "iffy" or non-existent with changes happening all the time.

My scanner won't convert scanned images into text. The OCR software is not working. The "g" keycap came off the laptop so I glued it back on with Elmer's. Now the key is just a clump of glue. My camcorder gave out after the trip to Laguna Beach so I had the Canon repair folks put it straight for $150. My computer boots up with a red screen and the monitor cable is flaky. My ink jet printer crapped out so I had to get it replaced $175. My medical coverage has expired and I'm between insurance companies so to refill two of my prescriptions was $580. How is your day? Are we having fun yet?

I am very thankful for having friends. I really appreciate the few I have because I know how "fair weather" they can be. When I was working, I thought I had quite a few friends and I really appreciated them. After I lost my job, my friends were scarce. Now I admit I am not the most pleasant person to hang with when things are down, but I really didn't think I would fall off the map. With some of my old friends, I did.

My newer friends are online friends for the most part and I am blessed to have them. You would be surprised they are much younger than I am. That really doesn't matter to me at all. They live all over the planet too which is fun. I also have a couple of buddies in my aerobic aquatic class and I look forward to seeing them every week.

You should always be thankful for your health. Mine is not the greatest, but I manage to get out of bed on a regular basis. My sister just got out of the hospital after a week in Intensive Care for blood clots. So we should be thankful for our families too.

My son is in Afghanistan and while his mother and I worry a lot we are extremely thankful that he is alive. My wife's parents are having their medical problems too and we are thankful to still have them around. On one hand, I quarrel with my brothers and sisters but on the other, I am happy to have them. My children are responsible for considerable heartburn, but they too are surviving and doing their best and I really appreciate that.

Ying and Yang

It was the old "what goes down must come back up" summer. August and September were particularly painful but here we are in October and things are looking bright again. I actually got out of the neighborhood last weekend and traveled to southern California for my nephew's wedding. Here are a couple of photos. Had a great time when all was said and done. To no one's surprise, I demonstrated that I don't travel well. We flew Jet Blue from Oakland to Long Beach and back again and we rented a new Ford Flex for the drive down to Laguna Beach for the wedding. The ocean air was fantastic. I noticed the difference on my skin which is usually pretty itchy. We stayed at a very nice secluded motel in very nice accommodations.

The ceremony was outside on the golf course with a string trio playing traditional wedding music. It was invigorating to be out amongst the young Turks and meeting new relatives.

 It is a bit difficult modifying my diabetes schedule around special occasions like this one. Dinner on both Friday and Saturday were very late and I couldn't pass up the opportunity to have a glass of wine with dinner and a beer before. The net result was a few gained pounds and higher than normal glucose levels for a couple of days. Then when we got home Shelley began her new job routine which includes getting up at 0500 hours every morning, so by the end of the first week, I was pretty tired and rundown.

While I would consider our lifestyle frugal and meager, we are thankful we have the blessings we have and hope to continue to have a positive attitude.

Spiritual Enlightenment - a topic worth reading about

My Mind Trip

I read another book about Spiritual Enlightenment the other day. This one was written by Jed McKenna called "Spiritual Enlightenment - The Damnedest Thing." Actually, I listened to it since my eyesight is not so good just now. It came on 8 CDs and it took me a couple of days to listen to the whole thing. The message was pretty much the same as Eckhart Tolle's and Werner Erhart's, get off your ego (survival stuff) and start living anew, being alive. Of course, that's a lot easier to say than to do.

My ego is intertwined with my mind, my memories, my desires and most of the stuff that I sometimes think I am. These books help me realize I'm not any of that, but I keep getting caught in the trap of thinking too much, worrying too much and dwelling on the negativity of it all. Thankfully, those are just symptoms of the process of moving through my stuff. The more present I can be, the more I can let go of petty judgments and resentments I have been holding on to. My baggage, so to speak
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It isn't easy for me. Now I know it's good for me, like exercise, but getting moving and really unloading the stuff is hard for me to do. Even though I want to and am in agreement with it, it still comes back in a variety of ways. I notice it when I get angry or disagreeable, anxious or apprehensive. To rid myself of this dreadful disease, I am going to have to stay present and be here now more often.

You would think memories would be useful. Unfortunately, you live in the past when thinking of memories. That's just as bad a wishful thinking, although I think many who try to 'stay positive' are just spinning their story and burying themselves deeper with future delights.

Anyway, back to the book. So this guy Jed McKenna, the author, who may or may not be a real person, goes along on a narrative answering questions his students ask him about Zen, Buddha, Religion, Spiritual Enlightenment and anything else they have questions about. He does all this from a nice house in Iowa in the midst of farms near Iowa City in the middle of no place particular. His observations are interesting and as you might imagine, his students struggle with the notion of letting go of their ego selves. It's so simple he says, "It's all about no self." He uses analogies quite a bit. 


He talks about a modern version of Plato's "fire in the cave" only equates it to a movie theater. He compares our life efforts to that of vampires and caterpillars morphing into butterflies. Interesting, no? He tells of a time when he went on a skydiving jump and almost everything went wrong, so stuff happens even to those who are spiritually enlightened.

I liked the book and it rekindled my interest in Eckhart Tolle so I bought his first book called "The Power of Now." More about this later
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My son Kevin who is a hero in my eyes, just deployed to Afghanistan and will be gone for a 12-month tour of duty. We all miss him very much and pray every day for his safe return.

I Never Met a Man I Didn't Like

Will Rogers used to say "I never met a man I didn't like." I've pondered this statement for far too long and have come to the conclusion that either he just liked everybody or he just said that to be nice, or he never met the people I've bumped into in my life. I do know someone who says he never met a stranger -- but I must tell you he is not well liked by everybody. He's loud and obnoxious and I've seen people avoid him like the plague in social situations.

I think Will Rogers was trying to make a point. I think he meant to say to the rest of us that everybody deserves respect and their opinions count too. I just can't believe he liked everybody he met. It isn't humanly possible since we all have bad days.

Now Jesus loved everybody but I don't think he was a big fan of Pontius Pilate. It is more likely he was setting an example for the rest of us to follow and he knew that forgiving even one's enemies is better than harboring a grudge because that's self-destructive. The idea that it's easier for a poor man to get into heaven than a rich one through the eye of a needle implies that having little does not distract you from the goal of doing good. Having so much you think it needs protecting, makes you greedy and less likely to selflessly do the right thing.

Will Rogers was a political humorist. You could say he was an early stand-up comedian but ran more one-man commentator on the events of his day. He wrote many newspaper columns and was a movie star in both silent and early talking movies. He died in a small plane accident in 1935. Although he is credited with the statement, I've heard he used to append it with a "yet." I have also heard stories others have told who refute Will's ability to like everybody. Once when invited to join a newsman's chat he told his host to "get lost kid."

One of my greatest regrets in life is that I cannot say I never met a man I didn't like. Being a shy person, I find myself avoiding situations where I might lose my inhibitions and start liking people more. At least knowing I am doing that is a step in the right direction.

Patience Is a Virtue

There once was a monk who lived in a monastery with several other monks. The head monk was called the abbot. Now these monks had taken a vow of silence so each day they did their tasks in silence. They read in silence, did their chores, worked in the garden, and prayed in silence. Every seven years the abbot would take a census of each monk and called them one by one into his residence where he would ask them a simple question. One day as it was the custom, the abbot called a monk in to speak to him on this special occasion. "How are you doing brother," the abbot asked? The monk replied, "I'm alright brother superior, but my bed is very hard and uncomfortable when I try to sleep." The abbot thanked the monk and sent him on his way. Seven years passed. Again it was his turn to speak to the abbot. When asked how he was doing, the monk replied, "Everything is fine, but the food is foul and leaves much to be desired." The abbot thanked him again and the monk went back to his cell to pray. Seven years passed. The monk was summoned to speak with the abbot on the day of his census and the abbot asked how he was doing. The monk replied, "I've given it a lot of thought and frankly abbot I'm thinking of quitting the brotherhood." And the abbot responded, "I'm not surprised, all you do is complain."

I am reminded of this (borrowed) story when I think all that I think is bad or negative. I have to deliberately say and think things that are positive and uplifting. It seems to be my nature to go the other way. Far too many judgments, upsets, and frustrations. I make myself say "hello" to my cat Marvin, every day. It's one of the nicest things I do. My wife always says it's a nice day, or beautiful trees, or something that is positive. It's one of her good habits. I must confess, I don't have many good habits. I have a bag full of bad ones, though. I'm a nice enough person, I don't wish anyone any harm. I don't go way out of my way to be nice, though. If you're familiar with 12 step programs, you know there is a step where you are supposed to go back and make amends as long as it wouldn't hurt or upset anybody. I am haunted by people and things for which I need to make amends but cannot connect. Can I forgive myself? I'm not sure. The ways I have in the past seem more like denial than acceptance.

Today I heard some musical tunes I hadn't heard in quite a while. I recognized Telstar, an oldie instrumental from the early 60s. The Star Wars theme brought back some good memories of the movie and waiting in line to see it, and the theme song from Hill Street Blues TV series reminded me of the time in Las Vegas when Hal Miller got on stage and "covered" for the piano player who was tardy. That was about the same time as the series and I remember Hal playing it for the cocktail crowd. If I could just get as big a kick out of right now as that. It's just beyond my grasp, but I keep working on it.

I've seen a couple of television programs on PBS recently of Eric Clapton and Steve Winwood 40 years after Blind Faith and about the last days of Fillmore West. Where did the time go? Will I ever get it back? What is the meaning of life? How do I fit in the universe? What is reality?

I saw a video of Steve Jobs commencement speech to the 2009 graduates of Stanford University. I learned a lot about Steve I didn't know. Funny isn't it, two of the most influential men in the new millennium never graduated from college. If you've got to be something, be lucky.