Now...before I start this rant one should know that I know very little about this sport (curling) other than that which I have observed during the last week or from that little bit of reading I have done. Prior to that the only things I knew about curling were those that people with straight hair did to their hair! (Incidentally, I do not fall in that group.) But, back to the sport now.
From what I have seen, it seems that these girls are playing this so-called game of trying to scoot this object (to be described) down a floor covered with ice to get it safely into an area on the floor called "home." Now about that object they are trying to guide along. They call it a stone or rock, or is it a smudge pot or a tea pot, say it is made of granite (?), but it has a handle on top of it. Ever seen a rock with handle?? Me, either! One of these girls pushes this "object" and heads it down the floor while two girls with a broom go running along in front of it sweeping the floor in front of it. Now supposedly this sport was played outdoors when it originated and the ground needed sweeping because there was junk on it but when they decided to play it indoors on ice they must have had to make up an excuse to keep those two players in the game, So....nowadays..in our day...they claim a scientific study has been done and those two girls running along sweeping the floor in front of the ball are helping it get to its destination for certain..the aforementioned destination called "home."
I wrote some more about this....I am mad right now because I am using Win8 and it keeps erasing what I write so I am quitting.
Saturday, February 15, 2014
Saturday, February 8, 2014
Humor
Most of us enjoy associating with folks who have a "good sense of humor." In fact, many medical studies show that a good sense of humor is often found in those who are quite healthy. In that light, it usually means that we do not take life and ourselves too seriously. Have you ever known individuals who can tell a story in such a way that it is more enjoyable than it might have been without their "spin" on the story?? Sometimes we call that "spinning a yarn." Generally speaking, we probably all know folks who have this gift. Sometimes it is their homespun way, sometimes the terminology, or just the way they express themselves.
Some people express humor by making themselves the butt of the joke. That often works when we are exceptionally clumsy, have done something we consider a "dumb mistake" or faux pas. That usually works because the joke is on us and we are poking fun at ourselves.
But do any of us enjoy humor when it is at our expense or directed at a cause that is close to our heart. No....I do not think so. Yet, many late night hosts/comedians (of sort) take news items and folks who appear in the news and recklessly use them as targets of their humor. Of course, it is hoped that the person who is the target "has a sense of humor"--meaning they can laugh at themselves-- and will not take this as an insult to their integrity.
But where is the line drawn? Often these late night host/comedians use politics and politicians as the brunt of their jokes. Most of these folks either don't watch late-night or blow it off and move on. Sometimes those watching and other means of media continue to repeat these attempts at humor in the news. Why??? One can only assume because it is felt that the humor either went too far or was lurking on the edge of not being funny to any one or is it because they truly agreed with the premise of the "humor" and thought it was funny?
What do you think? Mind telling??
Some people express humor by making themselves the butt of the joke. That often works when we are exceptionally clumsy, have done something we consider a "dumb mistake" or faux pas. That usually works because the joke is on us and we are poking fun at ourselves.
But do any of us enjoy humor when it is at our expense or directed at a cause that is close to our heart. No....I do not think so. Yet, many late night hosts/comedians (of sort) take news items and folks who appear in the news and recklessly use them as targets of their humor. Of course, it is hoped that the person who is the target "has a sense of humor"--meaning they can laugh at themselves-- and will not take this as an insult to their integrity.
But where is the line drawn? Often these late night host/comedians use politics and politicians as the brunt of their jokes. Most of these folks either don't watch late-night or blow it off and move on. Sometimes those watching and other means of media continue to repeat these attempts at humor in the news. Why??? One can only assume because it is felt that the humor either went too far or was lurking on the edge of not being funny to any one or is it because they truly agreed with the premise of the "humor" and thought it was funny?
What do you think? Mind telling??
Friday, February 7, 2014
Acting With Kindness
I post (for my own benefit) the message from Music and the Spoken Word from Temple Square on 2 February 2014. A message of remembering to be kind to others, being less quick to judge, and loving one another
The Unfolding Story
We never know the whole story of anyone's life. We might know bits and pieces, parts of a person's background or circumstances, but never the whole story.
For example, it's estimated that more than 15,000 books have been written about Abraham Lincoln and another 50,000 about the Civil War. And yet, with all those volumes, more will yet be written. More details will be revealed, and each will be examined from new perspectives in the coming years. And even then, we will not know the whole story.
Likewise, each life is an unfolding story-a story of growth and learning and change, a story of happiness and heartbreak, a story of success and sorrow. So perhaps we ought to be a little more patient, a little more forgiving. Perhaps we ought to be slower to judge and quicker to love.
Many years ago, a 14-year-old girl contracted a severe case of chicken pox. Fever burned its way through her body, and before long, the unsightly pox erupted all over her skin. She missed several days of school before the doctor assured her that she was no longer contagious, though her face was covered with scabs.
Mustering all her courage, she boarded the junior high school bus that first day back. A thoughtless young man called out and made fun of her scarred face while his friends laughed. She pretended not to hear them as she walked toward an empty seat. If only they had known the whole story. If only they had known how difficult it was for her to face her peers that day.
Never forget that every life and every occasion are unfolding in a unique and distinctive way. We may know some, but never all, of the story, so err on the side of compassion. Hold off on criticism and sarcasm, and never withhold kindness and mercy. And then, someday, when the whole story is finally written, we'll be thankful that we were able to contribute-at least in some small way-to a happy ending.
The Unfolding Story
We never know the whole story of anyone's life. We might know bits and pieces, parts of a person's background or circumstances, but never the whole story.
For example, it's estimated that more than 15,000 books have been written about Abraham Lincoln and another 50,000 about the Civil War. And yet, with all those volumes, more will yet be written. More details will be revealed, and each will be examined from new perspectives in the coming years. And even then, we will not know the whole story.
Likewise, each life is an unfolding story-a story of growth and learning and change, a story of happiness and heartbreak, a story of success and sorrow. So perhaps we ought to be a little more patient, a little more forgiving. Perhaps we ought to be slower to judge and quicker to love.
Many years ago, a 14-year-old girl contracted a severe case of chicken pox. Fever burned its way through her body, and before long, the unsightly pox erupted all over her skin. She missed several days of school before the doctor assured her that she was no longer contagious, though her face was covered with scabs.
Mustering all her courage, she boarded the junior high school bus that first day back. A thoughtless young man called out and made fun of her scarred face while his friends laughed. She pretended not to hear them as she walked toward an empty seat. If only they had known the whole story. If only they had known how difficult it was for her to face her peers that day.
Never forget that every life and every occasion are unfolding in a unique and distinctive way. We may know some, but never all, of the story, so err on the side of compassion. Hold off on criticism and sarcasm, and never withhold kindness and mercy. And then, someday, when the whole story is finally written, we'll be thankful that we were able to contribute-at least in some small way-to a happy ending.
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