Perhaps. But where's the fun in that?
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Perhaps. But where's the fun in that?
Well, 'realistic' can also include unfulfilled but achievable potential, so it could be fun exploring that line of thought...
Glad to hear that you are alert to the possibility of being stalked.
The problem with being realistic is that you might attain a realistic goal and wonder how much more you might have done by striving for something knowingly beyond your reach.
My own definition of 'realistic' for myself is what should reasonably be achieved on any given day, even with unexpected distractions [[which is most days!), be they pleasant, duty or downright unpleasant.
Many days, there can indeed be an extra burst of creativity, but that is a bonus. I can tackle something which I might 'knowingly' feel is beyond my reach [[i.e. UN-realistic), if [[a) it's a task I enjoy, and [[b) something inspires me.
Of course you're right. I don't want to set the goal of chasing the horizon in order to catch the Sun but I don't want to do less than my best at some tasks. But seeing myself up to constantly fail isn't wise for my self esteem.
Self esteem????i quit that club long ago,footloose and fancy free is where it's at.
So if your next batch of hooch is only 4 proof, you won't have self-doubts? Hmmmm....
Arr&bee has no self-doubts. He's absolutely certain he won't recognise himself in a mirror, most days.
He's convinced that the mirror is a moving photo of his dad...
Past a certain age, that happens to all men. Except the ones who see their mother. [[No offence, Norman...)
That wouldn't happen if their mom's would just shave from time to time.
Exactly what I do when I sign in here each day.....;)
I rate others... It makes me feel like I'm better than everybody else regardless of whether I succeed or fail.
I look for people who are as competent as me, and sometimes even a little better. That's inspiring.
Mind you, if they were always better, that would be boring.
If they were always better, that would be depressing.
Not me. I play recreational league basketball on a team of midgets [[I'm the center). It gives me license to complain about them not pulling their share of the load.
Are you their mascot?
I'm the coach, leading scorer, and chief bully. I crush their egos with surprising ease. But I do it so they don't expect success in life, so it's not like I enjoy it. I mean, they're little people, why let success in a basketball league get their hopes up?
I suppose that's why you have the net so high....
It's regulation 10' high. I can almost touch the bottom of it. I'm going to join a senior citizens league next season so I can give them the benefit of putting them down. I was born to serve...
Having you there, and looking up to you, must have transformed their lives.
Kind of. They're angry little buggers, though. The last few weeks, I've been getting fouled more by them than the players on the other teams. It's so bad that one of them suggested that quit before I get hurt really bad.
It can't be good for your ankles, having to endure those constant attacks.
Fortunately, in a league of little people there's usually something soft to land on when I fall...
To the bigger plants in the garden, it is known as ground cover.
Um jerry i think you're about to have a legal issue,i got an angry letter from the leauge of midgets,dwarfs,munchkins,elfves and fairies complaining about you hogging he ball and not letting them shoot,they're going to te commisioner...mr.itty bitty and he's a little pissed off,or sawed off...depending on if he's behind or ontop of his desk.
Standing on top of his desk, Mr. Itty Bitty looks like a paper weight.
I don't know,west jerry may not be able to sweep them under the rug,of course he may try.
They won't see him for dust.
His career may be in the dust if they go legal..of course he can counter sue and for only 1,000%above legal fees i'm his lawyer...plus all legal fees and lunch.
No win, no fee....so you'll have to earn your lunch.
Don't worry about it. The little losers called to let me know that they voted me off the team. They said that I was inconsiderate not to notice that I packed L'il Bucko [[our point guard) into my gym bag and leave him in the locker last weekend. I told them that if they can't forgive one little mistake, then I'll take my talents to the senior citizens' league. The little ingrates hung up on me.
Some people just can't take a joke.
Joke? You mean they were joking with me?
No, you're joking with them, if you're telling them you're taking your talents to the senior citizens' league. They really shouldn't take you so seriously.
You're so much more suitable to being in the senior citizens' league than, for instance, to ever try and match their size, as people of miniature proportions.
I want joking with them. I was trying to help them succeed in life. One of them acknowledged this when he said 'you know, Oz, before you got here we used to have a lot of fun. Not anymore. What should be a few buddies hanging out and enjoying life has become a colossal pain in the ass for all of us. Thanks for ruining everything you huge sack of ####. Go to hell.'
Now why would he thank me and then vote me off the team? I'll never understand people, I guess...
Didn't want big business muscling in on their local game, I guess.