Friday, July 18, 2008

2 Qs - quantity and quality..

Ahhhh, well, so anyway, back to life...

Neither a post to complete the holiday weekend passed nor a vacation summary. I thank you for not judging my lack of persistence with the previous posts.

Suffice to say both were quite enjoyable, well-paced, and the details of which are too numerous and minute to make for good reading (I'd like to think no matter the writing talent).

The chief result that seems to be most noticeable by my friends is that I have a nice tan, my hair got even more blonde, and my most recent facial hairstyle has returned albeit in the warmth of summer, not in the dead of winter.

I've had more compliments on my appearance in the past 48 hours than in the previous 4 months combined. Hate to say it, but having a tan, while detrimental to skin life (or in worst cases even life in general), makes a difference in how people see you. White and pasty is apparently no way to go through life.

It begs the questions about quality of life versus quantity. I think it fair to say that everyone would obviously love to maximize both variables, but in practice the two are frequently inversely related. Think of your basic XY graph - where the X-axis (vertical) is Quality, the Y-axis (horizontal) is Quantity, and the line charted on the graph represents at what levels the two variables meet. I imagine for the 96% of people who fall in the first two standard deviations of a typical Bell Curve, the measurements would look something like this:

An example of this would be the use of sunscreen. My instinct and knowledge insist that, given my genetics, I need to wear sunscreen if I plan on being in the sun for more than about 30 minutes with no base tan of any sort. I followed through on that during the first 3 of the 6 days of vacation. The last 3 I opted for shade or clothing as a screen, albeit only after having actively participated in pool and beach activities for over 3 hours. I wasn't quite burnt, but mildly tender to the touch. If a bad sunburn (peeling/blistering possible) could be called 'well-done', let's say I was somewhere between 'medium' and 'medium rare'.

Even at the time, I noted my own guilt for being averse to the heavily-fragranced, time-consuming, and partner-requiring lotion applications, although for my kids, I made it a priority. So much for modeling good behavior, eh? The guilt was washed away, however, by the desire to enjoy myself without the concern for personal skin health. To me, I guess a vacation must include an amount of release from worry and fears at a potential cost down the road.

That's just what I did, and I enjoyed it. Quality 1 - Quantity 0. Since Quantity is a constant unknown, but Quality is frequently measured and monitored, I'd say that for the first two standard deviations of American folk, Quality will continue to be more heavily-weighed in decision making.

On an aside, I noticed that the curve also has similarities with the profile of a roller-coaster drop. Coincedence? Life is not a highway Mr. Cochran, it's a roller-coaster.

(Edit: Okay, so privately I've just been made aware that the x-axis is the horizontal and the y-axis is the vertical, not switched as I have them above. I totally knew that too and was surprised I had made that error as most people have an understanding that my brain contains wayyyy too much trivia such as the specific labels of an XY graph. Damn failing memory parts.)

Saturday, July 12, 2008


OK so I'm going to forego the boring details of Part II of the previous weekend to bring you this important announcement:

I'm on vacation and hoping to have something good for you to read very soon (with pics).

PS: I may or may not follow through.


Monday, July 7, 2008

Small town, nuthin' ta do? Part 1

This recently passed holiday weekend was quite fun. For me, anyway. Can't speak for the rest of me clan.

Our little town has quite a group of 'to-dos' during the Fourth, and this year, since the actual holiday was on Friday, the celebrating in earnest started Thursday night and ran right up to Sunday evening. While the music rocks at Rothbury, the family fun rolls all weekend long in Goshen.

Thursday - Many neighbors and friends gathered for a impromptu fireworks session which is typically held in the middle of our in-town, residential street, much to the chagrin of local thru traffikers. Highlight: One unwitting traffic 'co-ordinator' had the pleasure of directing one of the local boys in blue around our little celebration. The gracious officer was attending to another neighbor, not responding to our ruckus and smiled as he politely followed our signaler's direction. Our signaler, however, was chagrinned to find that, at the range of approximately 30', the white Chevy Impala approaching was actually a squad car. Fortunately for me, my 5 year-old son, despite the fun being had, was wise enough to know that he was tired and ready to go home around 10:00pm. I gratefully joined him in heading for bed.

Friday - As scheduled, Myro and I played golf with another player and this day's fun began at 6:20am with the tee balls flying. Is those who know me can attest, me up and out the door by 6:00am without a house fire or some other emergency is surprising in the extreme. Golfing early in the morning has distinct advantages which far outweigh the negatives:
1. There is nearly no one on the course (I can't emphasize the greatness of this one alone).
2. Seeing the sun come up and setting fresh tracks in the dew-laden grass is truly special for me. Hearing mowers and seeing the rooster-tails of dew from my putts reminds me of my wonderful, youthful mornings of junior golf.
3. We're done before the throngs arrive and the heat gets oppressive.
Also on Friday was a client meeting (yes, for work) which came after a quick shower and change into my work attire. This client is a friend so exceptions (though rare) can be made when necessary. Friday's PM found me with the kids and naps around 4:00pm were the result of active mornings by all. Following naps, we headed downtown for First Fridays (a local event celebrating our downtown and community). Walking, shopping, eating, and seeing friends were on the agenda there. After a 'best pizza in town' as judged by me, we made our way home to find the pajamas and beds. Truly a gratifying day.

Saturday and Sunday to come...