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Someone should start a pro basketball league that features irregular games by the "legends" of the NBA... Much like the tennis Masters tour that stars Jimmy Connors and the like out there serving and volleying while downing Advil...
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Someone should start a pro basketball league that features irregular games by the "legends" of the NBA... Much like the tennis Masters tour that stars Jimmy Connors and the like out there serving and volleying while downing Advil...
Why doesn't anyone make cars specifically targeted for older drivers? For example, even the Cadillacs (the cars most associated with senior citizens) don't match up: The buttons in the interior are tiny. The writing on the dashboard is too small for old people to read. The car is difficult for your aunt Rhonda who has had a hip replacement to get in and out of. And so on..
Toyota is making cars for young people (those boxy, ugly cars that can fit your snowboard, ski's, two kegs of beer and thirty five empty bags of rubbish from trips to McDonald's), but no one has hit on the older generation yet. And, those people have money and they're itching to spend it. As my 93 year-old step-grandfather says, "I don't buy no green bananas."
Someday I am going to purchase a 1963 Lincoln Continental, drive to Maine and find this "Michael Girdley": http://reiki.mysticandleworks.com/. Then, I'm going to drive to Montreal and watch John Girdley pitch a game in the major leagues. Thank goodness my name isn't Smith.
I've figured it takes about a year of leaving a job before you know who are "friends" and who were "co-workers". Far-out. I'm more impressed with the dynamics of human interaction every single day. Worst part is that it seems that by the time you actually get enough data to finally figure out much anything about life, you are 80 and it's alll over.
I spent a few minutes tonight browsing through the webblogs that have suddenly sprouted out of the old BEA community. At first, I felt a longing as all that fast-paced stuff does hold some appeal, but then I read about two paragraphs of a dissertation on something super-techy and remembered how unfulfilled and bored all that made me back 12 months ago. A reminder that I'm happier out of it -- and you can't really get much further out than the fireworks business in South Texas.
There is a gradient to "nerdiness" I believe. Some people just like going deeper and deeper in a technology. These "deep divers" are the guys who just get some unexplainable kick of playing with the technology and keep digging deeper and deeper into an area. Everyone eventually stops at some level and says "OK, that's enough for me." That stopping point is different for everyone. The nuclear physicists just keep going down to quarks. Hardcore tech programmers dig into every API and library possible and connect them together into more complex, elegant structures and data formats.
While I was the kid who took apart the radio to see how it worked, I didn't break open the transistors to really dig any deeper. Eventually, I'd say "that's a transistor, so what?" but some "techier" people just want to dig and dig. Personally, it's not in me. I think that's where the boredom came from 18 months ago...