Ray's musings and humor

I’m Tired

A good laugh and a long sleep are the best cures in the doctor’s book.

Irish Proverb

 

If you have walked around Indianapolis today or yesterday and saw a pretty wide trench in the sand the chances are it was done by my rear end dragging. I lost my energy sometime earlier in the week and my docs are sending me to the hospital this evening to be wired up for another of those eerie all night sleep studies. Hopefully the wizard will be there and work some magic especially since I have to leave the country next week on a secret water assignment. Since anything I would write today would probably be of even less value than usual I am sending you another Daily from days past. I do hope to publish tomorrow but if I don’t you’ll hear from me next week before I row off.

Ray

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Ray’s Daily first published April 14, 2005

Have you noticed how many people these days seem overly tired, frustrated, lethargic, and even grouchy? I often feel that we have become so centered on our jobs or other responsibilities that we don’t take care of ourselves. Often we don’t even notice the changes taking place in our productivity and sense of well being. I was with a friend not too long ago that had the good sense to recognize what was going on in her life. I suggested, as I often do that the best time to take a vacation is when you can’t.

In the same vein here are some thoughts I stole from a recent article by Denis Waitley, entitled Balance Your Workload with a Generous Number of Mini-Vacations for Maximum Productivity.

He said that by re-energizing and renewing yourself frequently, you will avoid burnout and become much more motivated and productive. He recommended that you don’t keep your nose to the grindstone for years and wait for retirement to travel. Balance and consistency are the keys. Enjoy the process, not just the result.

Many people today are concerned with quality time, time generally defined in part as that spent on recreation, personal pursuits, time with children, spouses and friends. While Waitley believes that quality time is important, one must also spend quantity time. The average father spends less than 30 minutes each week in direct one-on-one communication with each of his children. How can we possibly expect good family relationships with so little communication?

It’s not in the image of our big dreams that we run the risk of losing our focus and motivation. It’s the drudgery and routine of our daily lives that present the greatest danger to our hopes for achievement.

He also suggests that you sit down right now and plan to reward yourself with a three or four day vacation from any work activity, this can be done across a weekend, you don’t even have to travel. If you need a break take one, if you don’t the one you will be hurting the most is yourself. And by all means leave all your work at work.

OK, ready? Go to your calendar and lock in the dates, and if you have a fantasy to fulfill during the time off, write that down too, you will be glad you did.

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All my life I had been looking for something, and everywhere I turned someone tried to tell me what it was.  I accepted their answers too, though they were often in contradiction and even self-contradictory.  I was naïve.  I was looking for myself and asking everyone except myself questions which I, and only I, could answer.  It took me a long time and much painful boomeranging of my expectations to achieve a realization everyone else appears to have been born with:  that I am nobody but myself.

Ralph Ellison

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Bud Nelson, from New York, flew to Knock Airport in the west of Ireland on Business. As he walked down the stairs from the plane onto the runway he noticed a small Irishman standing beside a long table with a assortment of Human Skulls.

“What are you doing?” asked the American.

“Oh, I’m selling skulls”, replied the Irishman.

“And what skulls do you have?” said Bud.

“Well, I have the skulls of the most famous Irishmen that ever lived!!” said the Irishman.

“That’s great!” said Bud. “Give me some names!”

“Well!” said the Irishman, pointing to various skulls. “That one there is James Joyce, the famous author and playwright, that one there is St. Brendan, the Navigator, that’s Michael Collins the leader of the 1916 rising, and that one there is St. Patrick, the Patron Saint of Ireland…God bless his soul..”

“Sorry” said Bud, “But did you say St. Patrick?”

“That’s correct!” said the Irishman.

“I have to have that!” said Bud and paid him $1,650.00 in cash.

Bud flew back to New York and mounted his Skull on the wall in his Pub. People came from all over America to view this famous Skull. He made a fortune over a five year period and retired a very rich man. During his retirement, he decided to go back to visit Ireland, the land that made him a fortune.

Bud flew back into Knock airport, and while walking down the stairs saw the same Irishman at the bottom of the stairs.

“Goodness”, said Bud, “What are you doing?”

“Oh, I’m selling skulls”, replied the Irishman.

“And what skulls do you have today?” said Bud.

“Well, I have the skulls of the most famous Irishmen that ever lived!!” said the Irishman.

“That’s great!” said Bud. “Give me some names!”

“Well!” said the Irishman, pointing to various skulls. “That one there is James Joyce, the famous author and playwright, that one there is St. Brendan, the Navigator, that’s Michael Collins the leader of the 1916 rising, and that one there is St. Patrick, the Patron Saint of Ireland…God bless his soul..”

“Sorry” said Bud, “But did you say St. Patrick?”

“That’s Correct!” said the Irishman.

“Well!”, said Bud, I was here almost 7 years ago and you sold me a Skull a little bit bigger than that one there, and you told me then that the skull was St. Patrick.”

“Oh yes!” said the Irishman, “I remember you now!…you see… This is St. Patrick when he was a Boy……!!”

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I live in my own little world, but it’s ok, they know me here.

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A church choir was putting on a car wash to raise money for a special trip to Bethlehem.

They made a large sign that read: CAR WASH FOR CHOIR TRIP. On the scheduled Saturday, business was very good. But, by two o’clock the sky clouded, the rain poured, and there were hardly any customers.

Finally, one of the soprano singers had an idea. She printed a very large poster with the words: WE WASH. GOD RINSES. (Next to the words was an arrow pointing skyward.) Business boomed!

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“Always be sincere, even when you don’t mean it.”

Irene Peter

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On his eightieth birthday party, the famous writer gave a small speech, he started “At such an age actually, a man has a lot of advantages” he paused. The pause lasted for a while, and then he added “Well I am just trying to remember what they are!”

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“My mother never saw the irony in calling me a son-of-a-bitch.”

Rich Jeni

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Doctors are used to getting calls at any hour. One night a man phoned his doctor, waking him up.

“I’m really sorry to bother you so late,” he said, “but I think my wife has appendicitis.”

Still half asleep, the doctor reminded him that he had removed hs wife’s inflamed appendix a couple of years before.

“Whoever heard of a second appendix?” the doctor asked.

“You may not have heard of a second appendix, doc,” the man replied, “but surely you’ve heard of a second wife!”

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I have found that if you love life, life will love you back.

Arthur Rubenstein

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A minister was planning a wedding at the close of the Sunday morning service.

After the benediction he had planned to call the couple down to be married for a brief ceremony before the congregation.

For the life of him, he couldn’t think of the names of those who were to be married.

“Will those wanting to get married please come to the front?” he requested.

Immediately, nine single ladies, three widows, four widowers, and six single men stepped to the front.

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To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.

e.e. cummings

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Stay well, do good work, and have fun.

 

Ray Mitchell

 Indianapolis,Indiana

 Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies. The editor is somewhat senile.

 

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