“The Problem” – Amanda Shires with Jason Isbell
“Our Problem” – Amanda Shires with Friends
“The Problem” – Amanda Shires with Jason Isbell
“Our Problem” – Amanda Shires with Friends
A response to a question about “Will Religion Ever Disappear?” in an atheist sub on Reddit explains why humans are hardwired to believe in religion in the first place.
Went out to clean up our seasonal campsite and do some work to get it ready before we move in our camper next week.
There were forecasts for rain and even thunder showers so we had debated whether to even go or not. But other than a couple sprinkles, no rain all day – just dark clouds in the distance.
In fact, we even had lots of sun throughout the day which made for a very nice day indeed…
Arriving At The Gates…
It’s Five O’Clock Somewhere…
We were smart this year and took my father-in-law’s log splitter out on day one so we could split this year’s supply of wood immediately instead of doing it at some later point (which usually means you have to stack it, split it then stack it again which is a bunch of needless extra work.)
One it was emptied, I even found another use for the metal tote that the wood delivery came in…
Some inappropriate jokes and banter here but still interesting to see wrestlers dropping their characters and joking around…
“I did not put anything into the book that had not happened [to women] at some time or in some place in history or was not happening when I was writing the book. So it was all reality-based and one reason I did that is I did not want to hear ‘You’ve got a warped, twisted imagination and nobody would ever do these things.’ So I just put in things people had done. And now they are doing more of them.”
Haven’t done this for a couple years but here’s my picks for the Stanley Cup Playoffs…
Well, sort of. Unless I’m missing something, the geniuses at the NHL have apparently managed to create a highly touted interactive feature that has a pop-up “Tiebreaker” box that can’t be moved or cancelled (at least on a Macbook Air using Chrome) so you can’t pick either team from the East or West at the bottom of the bracket to advance to the Finals.
I’m sure it works on mobile and I could login there to check but if what I’m seeing is happening for others, that’s stunning really. Did *no one* test this site? Hell, I used to test on multiple browsers/platforms when I did web design IN NINETEEN NINETY-SEVEN! (Netscape Navigator FTW, baby!)
Anyhow, I didn’t put a lot of thought into my picks since there’s always an upset or three and usually hard to predict (did anyone pick St. Louis to go all the way a few years ago? Not me!)
Probably the only change I’d make to my bracket if it wasn’t for my tech glitches was to go with the sentimental choice and pick my Flames to go all the way (which also feels like a jinx since, as I told nine-year old Sasha, “wearing our jerseys and flying that car flag help the Flames win, the same way saying “shutout” means the goalie won’t get a shutout.”
But I’ve also got the Wild as my dark horse in these playoffs so why not pick them to go all the way instead?
NHL playoffs start tomorrow!!!
Shea and I went for supper with some friends on Friday night and it was good to catch up, compare notes, and have a few laughs after not having done a restaurant meal with people who we’d normally go out with a few times per year before Covid.
(We have done virtual happy hours/outside visits/potlucks and gatherings in houses during the past two years but again, other than the virtual gatherings, not a lot of in-person visiting at all.)
It was tough/sad to hear how similar most of us are feeling right now after two years in the pandemic and with various other changes that are happening in society and/or as we all near 50. These ranges from the personal (financial challenges, aging parents) to the professional (bad managers/increasing corporatization and privatization of our work). We compared notes on who was on anti-anxiety meds versus who was using alcohol or drugs to cope to what therapists are saying to other ways we’re trying to cope (spontaneous weekend getaways, spa days, binging mindless entertainment to the point that someone in our group literally couldn’t remember the name of a show they binged and enjoyed within the last month!)
We came up with one couple we all know who (appear to be) basically happy in all facets of their lives – personally, professionally, financially and otherwise.
But a colleague recently used the iceberg analogy and its very true – we only see what people show above the surface but there’s so much happening below the surface in people’s lives that we aren’t always aware of. (I don’t know for sure but I could think of at least two fairly major things that may be sources of unhappiness for that couple, just based on the parts of their iceberg that are above the surface.)
Heck, one person in the group even made a comment about how she thought Shea and I had a perfect life – nice house, two kids, white picket fence (okay, not quite) – but after Shea and I stopped laughing/sobbing, we said no, of course, we have all sorts of stresses too just like everyone. Things that are positives for some (having kids) could also be negatives (who would bring kids into a world that’s so messed up with wars and pandemics and growing economic inequity and climate change?!?)
And I guess the other strange thing is that everyone in that group are the ones who *should* be in good places in lives. As 50 looms, we’re all educated professionals, all mid-career with decent jobs (at least from the outside) in fields we chose and are well-suited for. We’re all (mostly) in good health. We all own our homes (though that’s a source of stress for at least one person who is considering selling.)
I can’t imagine what it’s like to be alive right now if you don’t have the advantages and privileges that the people in that group have – Canadian-born, supportive families, lots of options and connections (hell, one person in our group is in IT and someone he used to work with spotted him so came over to say he’s started an IT company that’s doing really well and *literally offering my buddy a job* right at the table!)
Anyhow, overall, it was a strange relief to be with friends that I’ve basically known since I was five years old where we have that level of trust and maturity to speak so openly about everything from sex to finances to suicidal thoughts to the risks of playing Scrabble while high on mushrooms!