08.20.09

I’m Still Concerned

Posted in On Healthy Living at 5:18 pm by Flogsnozzel

I saw your surgical pics on Facebook. Wow they cut you in half. So, same question as last time. Whats going on Flog, are you OK?

Concerned in Sulphur Springs


Dear Concerned,

I should be Ok for the near future. Dieing though has been on my mind. We all die my friend. dying is nothing. But when you die, that can be important. There is so much I have to do before and so little time. Dying so often comes at an inconvenient time. I have much to do before I go. I would pray that we all have the time to finish that which is important to us.

04.27.09

I Cannot Believe You Asked Me That

Posted in On Healthy Living at 7:53 pm by Flogsnozzel

I have heard you speak on several occasions and you never seem to be embarrassed regardless of the topic. You cannot be that cool. Tell us something that has embarrassed you.

Unbelievable


Dear Unbelieving,

A number of years ago, I was at a corporate seminar on political correctness and the glass ceiling. One man and one women were selected for an exercise. The winner of which would get a major promotion. They had a line of 25 middle-aged, overweight men bending over and dropping their pants to present their rumps for kissing. The winner was the one who got furthest down the line without quitting. At this point the woman quickly organized a committee to talk about the hindrances of the glass ceiling and the obstacles placed in their way. Meanwhile the man is half way down the line, kissing every cheek and slipping his business card in every crack. Now I do not know if I was embarrassed or just full of testosterone laden pride but I was certainly red faced. A few years later a survey showed that all of the major promotions went to men. The conclusion was that discrimination prevented women from climbing the corporate ladder. I blame this whole glass-ceiling problem on the practice of door holding. Women are used to having doors held open, they get served first at restaurants, they get to leave elevators first. It’s hard to move from that mind-set to kissing a huge line of old asses to get the promotion. By contrast, men are holding the doors and getting served last. Its not a big step then to drop and pucker, so men are more conditioned for managerial success.

On second thought I may have been suffering from sunburn from spending to much time on the golf course sucking up to the boss.

04.23.09

Lord, Where Did That Come From?

Posted in On Healthy Living at 8:03 pm by Flogsnozzel

I saw you coming out of Radiology the other day and you had that pensive look on your face. Whats going on Flog, are you OK?

Concerned in Sulphur Springs


Dear Concerned,

At this point, with the information I have I’m not sure. I was thinking about risk versus uncertainty. Risk suggests measurable probability. Uncertainty is when likelihood of future events is simply incalculable. Uncertainty is when you don’t even know what you don’t know. Uncertainty is humility in the presence of ignorance. I keep hearing about theory and reality and I cannot help but think we get them mixed up. Uncertainty, that’s what is going to come back, time and again and bite us in the ass. And I state that as a certainty. “Or is it just a risk?” The only thing constant is change and my life has changed dramatically these past weeks. Thankfully, some for the better and some for the worse. I’m rambling aren’t I? Hopefully I’m going to be OK and I sure appreciate you asking. I will have more to say about it in the near future so watch this space.

03.03.09

The Passing of Friends

Posted in Admin, On Healthy Living at 4:40 pm by Flogsnozzel

Early last evening I helped bury another good friend, Frank Gray. Frank is the second of my good friends that have died these past months. The other was Kenny Boyd. Both men left behind a wife, children, grandkids and those of us who proudly called them friends. I do not know why they were called home at this time and place but they have gone on and left us behind. We are left with memories of the time we spent together and the bonds we had formed. Somehow it does not seem like enough and I’m left wanting something more. I know that there will not be anything else until I join them in that final passage when we will have eternity together. Until then, I will miss them terribly knowing full well that those kind of friends can never be replaced. I am poorer for their absence.

10.19.06

A Friends Funeral

Posted in On Healthy Living at 2:24 pm by Flogsnozzel

I need some help Flog,

I just returned from a friends funeral, another businessman in our town and he looked bad. We are about the same age and it worries me.

Stressed in Sulphur Springs,

 

Hi Stressed,

Sorry about your friend. I knew him too. If it will help, let me tell you a little about him. I’m sure he looked bad, he never cared much for appearance. He valued the thing rather than the appearance of the thing. Our friend went straight ahead, never looking back, as fast as he could go. He subscribed to the life philosphy and I quote “Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, throughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming — WOW LORD — What a Ride!

He will be missed