Hugs

There are all kinds of hugs, but I want to bring up a couple that I come across most often in my circles.

  1. The “Bro” Hug
    This is where two guys grasp each others’ right hand, go in for a hug, with the left hand around the others’ back.  The right hands/arms give the seeminly needed buffer zone, and it is all done with one quick, steady, “in-out” motion.
  2. 1-Second, 2-Armed Hug
    This one lasts ever-so-slightly longer than the “Bro” Hug, but involves both arms and no buffer zone.  The motion is a steady “in”, 1 second pause at the most, then steady “out”.  This tends to be with guys one has a closer friendship with.
  3. 3-Second, 2-Armed Hug
    This is exactly like the 1-Second version, only this one pauses for 3 seconds between the “in” and the “out”.  This tends to be with guys one has an even closer friendship with.
  4. The fourth veers off from the path of the first three.  It seems to be more rare, yet more satisfying.  Rare, I think because it crosses into cultural taboo land.
    This hug comes in many shapes and sizes.  It is noteably longer.  The “pause” takes up more time than the acutal “in” and “out”.  The defining characteristic about this hug, is that the partisipant(s) has/have time, and a comfort level, to relax.  It’s about the destination, not the action.
    Ask yourself, “When was the last hug where I felt the tension across my sholder blades melt away?”  Has there been one?

Number 4 is easily my favorite, but of course, most rare.  At this point in time, there’s only one person I hug like that.  It’s a shame, really.  I think we could all benefit from hugs like that.

On that note, I’ll leave you with this…

Weight

I’m updating my weight again. (Thank you Wii Fit!) It’s a different scale from the one I had previously been using, but it doesn’t look like I’m off by too much.

Nice Speakers

Direction

From all accounts, this seems to be the direction our country is heading…

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Man is No Island

Meet Logan

To be honest, I’m not big on CBN. But after receiving this from a friend, I needed to pass it on…

T-Mobile Dance

How come they get to have all the fun?

The Golden Calf

On October 30, 2008, Beloved Spear wrote about the following:

Yesterday [October 29, 2008], a group of conservative Christians following the lead of CBN gathered on Wall Street to pray for a market turnaround.  They gathered at the Statue of the Bull outside the New York Stock Exchange.  They laid hands on the bull.  They prayed.

It looked like this:

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Moses, as I recall, saw something similar when he came down off of Mount Sinai.

Strange, strange times.

I couldn’t agree more.

Renewed Freedom

It seems that every year there is a word that stands out. I usually get it right before New Year’s, or within the first few weeks of the year. In years past there has been “freedom”, “love”, and “relax”. This year’s word came back to me the other night, and it is a repeat – “freedom”.

“Freedom” has always been my favorite. If I were to ever get a tattoo, that is what it would be. I found a picture and everything. I like how “freedom” can not only mean “freedom from”, but also “freedom to”. It’s best described in the Gaelic word “saorsa”.

This year, with the recent loss of my job, there is a renewed sense of freedom. Not just “freedom from”, but also “freedom to”. Freedom to accomplish things I never had the time to start. Freedom to renew my spirit.

So with the start of 2009 I begin my journey of “renewed freedom”.

Sad News

Please join me in remembering a great icon of the entertainment community. The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71.

Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of celebrities turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The grave site was piled high with flours.

Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times, he still was a crusty old man and was considered a positive roll model for millions.

Doughboy is survived by his wife Play Dough, three children: John Dough, Jane Dough and Dosey Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived by his elderly father, Pop Tart.
The funeral was held at 3:50 for about 20 minutes.

If this made you smile for even a brief second, please rise to the occasion and take time to pass it on and share that smile with someone else who may be having a crumby day and kneads a lift.