Category: My experience has taught me that–

This Happened

(via gocomics.com)

by LB

A better title for this post may be “How I broke my sternum” a few months back. In the case of this particular Larry (that’s me), I was doing a front plank, which I held for a wobbly minute, after which I pushed up from it so I could be in a position where my thighs could do the actual work of standing up.

I’d done it daily for years, but this time I heard and felt a “crack!” It took about three months to heal, although it was only supposed to take half that time. The reason it didn’t is because I kept testing it out by using – I mean trying to use – light dumbbells for flyes, which of course only exacerbated the situation.

Moral of the story? Hmm, how about “Competition is an unnecessary and dangerous activity, even when the only person you’re competing with is you.

(image by Joe Heller in honor of the late, great Peter Yarrow)

LYMI,
LB

Here’s what it all comes down to…

Recently – like since the various dawns of publishing, films, and TV – it’s become a common joke – or maybe wisdom – that deep in our hearts all of us believe we’re writers/creators. Today’s Dennis the Menace shakes that up a bit, and I tend to agree with the result. Not only are we all creators, we’re also characters in what some other-dimensional/other delusional amateur has created.

I mean, how else do we explain…everything?

LYMI,

LB

The Reality of Showbiz?

(via - oh, you probably guessed it -gocomics.com)

Yeppers, kids, the pic above says it all. Well, almost all. In my experience this reaction to a film/tv/streaming series or show not only comes from envious people in the biz but also from envious audiences because when you get down to it, nobody loves a winner while they feel like they, at the very best, are running in place.

Come to think of it, most of the winners I’ve known don’t even love themselves. They’re too aware of how much luck factored into their success to accept it as a deserved reality.

Hmm, does that mean that the old saying, “Life is suffering and then you die,” is true?

I was going to wriggle out of this philosophical dilemma by saying something about keeping in mind the fact that this cartoon is set in hell. That would imply that the life I’ve led has also been a kind of hell, but I’ve got to admit that regardless of what I’ve just said, my life has been and still is one of so much joy that it feels a lot more like  heaven.

And yet….

Hold on. This is getting entirely too complicated. Looks like it’s time for me to stop overthinking and start meditating.

Good talk.

Love You Mean It, LB