Podcast – Up And Running (It’s A Beginning)

This is just a short blog post to provide updated information on my fledgling podcast.

While working on my blog posts I had noticed that there was a podcast service associated with WordPress, Anchor, and after reading about it I figured this was perhaps something I could have a try at.

I had been told by various people during my life that I have a good voice for radio, and I did enjoy volunteering as a radio DJ during several tours at a far north military site. So, here we are.

Should you like to have a listen, here is my Anchor Podcast home page. My episodes are available on about a half dozen podcast platforms, and they are listed there.

As always comments are welcome, particularly as I embark on this new experience.

A Little Back To The Future Fun

About 11 years ago I came across this item, posting it on Facebook at the time. Sometimes we may wonder how close we actually are to this. Let’s hear your thoughts.

Ordering Pizza in 2020

This is so close to what is probably going to be happening in 2020 that we’re not sure how funny this really is…

Operator: Thank you for calling Pizza Hut. May I have your national ID number?

Customer: Hi, I’d like to place an order.

Operator: I must have your NIDN first, sir.

Customer: My National ID Number, yeah, hold on, eh, it’s 6102049998-45-54610.

Operator: Thank you Mr. Sheehan. I see you live at 1742 Meadowland Drive, and the phone number is 494-2366.  Your office number over at Lincoln Insurance is 745-2302 and your cell number is 266-2566.  Email address is sheehan@home.net. Which number are you calling from sir?

Customer: Huh? I’m at home. Where’d you get all this information?

Operator: We’re wired into the HSS, sir.

Customer: The HSS, what is that?

Operator: We’re wired into the Homeland Security System, sir.  This will add only 15 seconds to your ordering time.

Customer: (sighs) Oh well, I’d like to order a couple of your All-Meat Special pizzas.

Operator: I don’t think that’s a good idea, sir.

Customer: Whaddya mean?

Operator: Sir, your medical records and commode sensors indicate that you’ve got very high blood pressure and extremely high cholesterol.  Your National Health Care provider won’t allow such an unhealthy choice.

Customer: What?!?! What do you recommend, then?

Operator: You might try our low-fat Soybean Pizza. I’m sure you’ll like it.

Customer: What makes you think I’d like something like that?

Operator: Well, you checked out ‘Gourmet Soybean Recipes’ from your local library last week, sir. That’s why I made the suggestion.

Customer: All right, all right. Give me two family-sized ones, then.

Operator: That should be plenty for you, your wife and your four kids. Your 2 dogs can finish the crusts, sir. Your total is $49.99.

Customer: Lemme give you my credit card number.

Operator: I’m sorry sir, but I’m afraid you’ll have to pay in cash. Your credit card balance is over its limit.

Customer: I’ll run over to the ATM and get some cash before your driver gets here.

Operator: That won’t work either, sir. Your checking account is overdrawn also.

Customer: Never mind! Just send the pizzas. I’ll have the cash ready. How long will it take?

Operator: We’re running a little behind, sir. It’ll be about 45 minutes, sir. If you’re in a hurry you might want to pick’em up while you’re out getting the cash, but then, carrying pizzas on a motorcycle can be a little awkward.

Customer: Wait! How do you know I ride a scooter?

Operator: It says here you’re in arrears on your car payments, so your car got repo’ed. But your Harley’s paid for and you just filled the tank yesterday.

Customer: Well, I’ll be a #%#^^&$%^$@#

Operator: I’d advise watching your language, sir. You’ve already got a July 4, 2003 conviction for cussing out a cop and another one I see here in September for contempt at your hearing for cussing at a judge. Oh yes, I see here that you just got out from a 90 day stay in the State Correctional Facility. Is this your first pizza since your return to society?

Customer: (speechless)

Operator: Will there be anything else, sir?

Customer: Yes, I have a coupon for a free 2 litre of Coke…

Operator: I’m sorry sir, but our ad’s exclusionary clause prevents us from offering free soda to diabetics. The New Constitution prohibits this.

Thank you for calling Pizza Hut.

A Good Lesson – The Mayonnaise Jar Story

I have no idea where, or when, this story originated, and I take no credit for anything other than sharing it. It is, however, well worth sharing, which I did on Facebook about a dozen or so years ago. The message is good, and is something we often seem to forget. So, for your enjoyment, I present the Mayonnaise Jar Story.

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the Mayonnaise Jar… and the Coffee…

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous “yes.”

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed. “Now,” said the professor, as the laughter subsided, ” I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things – your God, family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favourite passions – things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, and your car. The sand is everything else – the small stuff.

“If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued, “there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18.

There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.”

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. “I’m glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.”

I’m Back?

It has been well over a year since I have even begun to create a new blog post.

I could likely be forgiven if I said that Covid has been the cause of this, however, in truth, I can only say it has been a contributing factor. There have been a number of other aspects, both mental and physical, that form the real rationale for my absence from my blog and the severe limitation of my participation in social media, or other online activities, as well.

These different aspects, which continue but will not be addressed, at least directly, in any of my dissertations, were certainly enhanced by Covid isolation. The ongoing love, support, and patience, of my wife Kim, is encouraging me to resume some of these online activities as I need to stimulate my mind and become more creative once again.

The knowledge that there are others who likely are going through stages in their lives which may bear some similarity to mine, is simply that, knowledge. It neither lessens, or heightens, the effects of anyone’s situation. When I see an individual moving past a dilemma, small or large, it gives me encouragement. There is a chance that, by moving forward myself, I may provide some form of encouragement to others. Regardless, it is something which I must do.

Hence the title of this blog post. I’m trying to be back and time will tell. I very much appreciate the support and good words I have received from a variety of different people.