Share the kindliness Manifest no jealousy A new existence
Most of my grade school teachers started the day with reading out loud to the class.
My sixth grade teacher, Mr. Vanderwheel, introduced us to Treasure Island and Call of the Wild.
Jack London at 9AM in sixth grade can be a lot for a kid but I can still hear Mr. Vanderwheel read: To Buck’s surprise these dogs manifested no jealousy toward him. They seemed to share the kindliness and largeness of John Thornton. As Buck grew stronger they enticed him into all sorts of ridiculous games, in which Thornton himself could not forbear to join; and in this fashion Buck romped through his convalescence and into a new existence. Love, genuine passionate love, was his for the first time. This he had never experienced at Judge Miller’s down in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley. With the Judge’s sons, hunting and tramping, it had been a working partnership; with the Judge’s grandsons, a sort of pompous guardianship; and with the Judge himself, a stately and dignified friendship. But love that was feverish and burning, that was adoration, that was madness, it had taken John Thornton to arouse.
Oh anxiety! It raises its ugly head. What fresh hell is this?
Trying to work with anxiety rationally, I first had to understand, and it took a long long time, is that there is nothing rational about it.
It just happens.
No expressway signposts.
Anxiety, 35 miles ahead.
Anxiety, this exit.
For me, that was a major day in the fight.
I could not live my life looking out over a minefield of hidden anxiety and expect to find some tool that would guide me through safely.
Anxiety was going to happen.
Now I try to greet my old enemy at the door, quote Dorothy Parker, and go on.
(According to legend and most accounts, when the doorbell rang at her New York Apartment, writer Dorothy Parker would yell out, ” What fresh hell is this?” Sadly, I am not aware of much else that she wrote or said. I will have to do something about this.)
Do I suffer from anxiety or do I suffer because of anxiety?
ICC World Cup? ODI and NRR? Well, must be Cricket!
Take off of the old saying, ‘That wouldn’t be circket.”
Some years ago, as a purely academic exercise, I decided to understand the rules of Cricket.
I had just read a wikipedia article about Harold Alexander, 1st Earl Alexander of Tunis, the Allied General who commanded in the Mediaterran Theater when Ike went back to London.
In that article was the line, “Alexander was educated at Hawtreys and Harrow School, there participating as the 11th batsman in the sensational Fowler’s Match against Eton College in 1910.”
Really? The fact that Alexander had played in a famous cricket match was worth mentioning in a life that spanned two world wars, Field Marshall’s rank and finished with Governor General of Canada?
I decided I had to learn this game.
The ICC Cricket World Cup is the international championship of One Day International (ODI) cricket. The event is organised by the sport’s governing body, the International Cricket Council (ICC), every four years, with preliminary qualification rounds leading up to a finals tournament. The tournament is one of the world’s most viewed sporting events and is considered the “flagship event of the international cricket calendar” by the ICC.
10 world teams are invited and all 10 teams play each other to qualify for the 4 team final round.
This means India and Pakistan WILL play each other but more on that another day.
One Day International (ODI) cricket is a game designed to be played in one day (unlike test match cricket which goes on for 5 days.)
Every six LEGAL pitches (no dot balls) is an over and ODI is limited to 50 overs or a game of just 300 legal ptiches.
The NRR or Net Run Rate is the rate of runs being scored per over.
woke up, no headache no stomach ache, feeling good of course its raining
While Georgia’s driving skills in snow (non existent, just stay home) are well documented, it is not as well known that when in rains down, Georgia drivers forget how to drive.
Drivers in Georgia are taught from youth to NOT DRIVE in snow and never drive over ice (it might blow up or something, just don’t do it).
They are somewhat prepared for snow and ice.
Rain, however, throws them for a loop and they forget how to drive.
Why they is just as happy as a fox in the hen house to put their emergency blinkers on, drive 45mph and lock on to that spot on the freeway until the rain stops.
It’s an odd phenomena and has to be experience both to be believed and understood.
What with non Georgia drivers skittering all over the freeway, dodging the slow moving Georgians and all the emergency flashers going, its like driving on the surface of a pin ball machine.
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