Tag: History

  • Butch Bday!

    Butch Bday!

    Well, another revolution around the sun, so can’t complain. I was listening to Matt Forte yesterday. Apparently, Forte owns horses, and expressed that every so often he would love to race one except he doesn’t want to tear a hamstring. I can relate!

    Sometimes when you visit an E.R., or your Dr. informs that you’re at risk of a heart attack, stroke, degenerative neurological disease, or worse – it has a way of sobering you up. It’s like you’re gliding through life in a charmed stupor. Then your head is dunked in icy water.

    Everything suddenly clears and one starts truly rejoicing in the simple act of waking up, taking a walk, laughing with friends and family, sipping tea, listening to moving music.

    Heck, even trivialities. Like, according to Biggsy, these Bears are only the 4rth team in a decade + to force 15 takeaways in a 4 game span. Chicago specifically hasn’t achieved that feat since ’04. As such, no matter how ‘sloppy’ it’s all been, we should savor it.

    So with that in mind, it’s a celebration!

    A study asked a bunch dying people in hospices what they regret most; a majority confessed that they regret what they did NOT do more than what they actually did.

    Roughly – Sins of omission not commission

    So if you always wanted to play the violin, learn French, go surfing, run a marathon, attend a certain concert or travel to Japan, it’s never too late.

    Here’s some late-blooming authors:

    Toni Morrison (Age 40)

    Mark Twain (Age 41)

    Marcel Proust (Age 43)

    Henry Miller (Age 44)

    J.R.R. Tolkien (Age 45)

    Julius Caesar in his mid-30s came across a statue of Alexander the Great and experienced a mini-mental breakdown, weeping, lamenting that Alexander the Great had conquered the world by 32 while he was but a governor of some lowly outpost.

    Oh, and did you know that King Leonidas, yes, that one

    was actually SIXTY years old when he helped fend off a million Persians!

    So compared to that, maybe finally writing again, fixing up that rusting classic car or connecting with a long lost love is a little more feasible.

    Carpe diem, baby!