Judgement Day



Try not to dislike someone until you know them personally. Or see them in action. Try not to discriminate based on race, color, religion, gender or sexual preference. If you do, you might be making a big mistake. Just because someone is different, or looks different, or acts different, doesn't make them unlikeable. The only thing that really matters is: are they an asshole or not.

Liberals tell us not to judge. Ever. They're wrong. It's human nature to judge or pre-judge. It's in our DNA. It's normal. That doesn't make it a good thing. It makes it something to overcome, to better yourself. Not by passing laws but by a desire to be a better person.

I have learned not to judge a book by its cover. Or, if I do, I try to overcome my initial feelings and give a person a chance. Many many times have I been surprised to find a really strange, very different, highly radical looking person (male, female or whatever) to actually be very nice and very interesting. Surprise! Who knew? The only way to find out is to find out. Say something. Say something like "Hello". See what happens. Sometimes you don't get a response, or get a bad response, and sometimes you have a terrific conversation and make a new friend. I have met wonderful people - with tattoos and blue hair, and terrific gentle people that looked like scruffy scary giants. The real person was there, under their strange and different outer shell. I made an effort, I said hello. Then, I found something interesting to comment on. "I like your hat" or "I like your shoes, where are they?" or "I like your hair color, it's different. It's a rainbow". Then I give them a chance to respond.

If you find out they're an asshole, walk away. If they're not, you may grow to like them. Or even love them. You don't know until you find out. Give everyone a chance.

Try it. It's way cool. And you may often be pleasantly surprised.




How I Quit Smoking - In 1 Day


Yes, after 50 years of smoking a pack of cigarettes a day, I quit. I quit in 1 day.
See how I did it!




Thanksgiving weather



It's November 21, 2017, 2 days before Thanksgiving. In Los Angeles, where I live, it is 86 degrees outside. And, yes, the sun is out. And, yes, I just turned on the air conditioner.

Tomorrow, the day before Thanksgiving, it will be 94 degrees in L.A. And sunny. On Thanksgiving Day, it is forecasted to be 90 degrees here. And sunny.

Other cities' weather for Thanksgiving Day:

In New York City, on Thanksgiving, it is forecasted to be 46 degrees.

In Chicago, on Thanksgiving, it is forecasted to be 7 degrees.

In Fairbanks, Alaska, on Thanksgiving, it is forecasted to be 1 degree.

On Thanksgiving Day, what will I be thankful for? What do you think?



And, on New Year's Day, it was 73 degrees. Brrr.




Near death experience in Los Angeles


deadly metal missile

I had a very close call, a near death experience. Really. Here's what happened

My apartment complex has been undergoing a major renovation. Construction everywhere. Construction vehicles coming and going, heavy equipment, cranes, etc. All day long.

At about 11 AM, on a Monday, I was walking around the parking lot near my building, for exercise. I do that six days a week (I take Sundays off). It was a nice warm sunshiny day. I walked behind my parked car and continued around the parking lot. Suddenly, I heard a crash. Boom! A big heavy metal pipe had flown through the air - towards me. It flew through the air for hundreds of feet - and banged to the ground and bounced - a few feet from where I stood. I was nearly killed! If that metal missile had hit me in the back, chest or head, I would no doubt have died instantly. If it had happened 20 seconds earlier, right where and when I had been walking behind my vehicle, I would have been struck and killed!

Needless to say, I was shook up.

I looked up the hill and saw some construction workers coming down to see what happened. When they got close, they were going to pick up the big pipe and bring it back up the hill to where they were working. I told them, "Don't touch it! Leave it right there." I looked back up the hill and saw the top of a crane. It was possible that the metal pipe might have broken off the crane and somehow became a deadly metal airborne missile.

I then went over and looked at my parked car. This is what I saw:


The pipe broke my car!

Shortly, the property manager and the construction manager showed up. When they saw what happened they were both visibly shaken. They realized that I could easily have been killed. Then, I showed them my car. OMG, they couldn't believe a big heavy metal pipe had flown through the air hundreds of feet, smashed into my car, bounced several times and nearly killed me. There were even gouges on the concrete parking lot where the pipe had hit.


How big was the pipe? Big. How heavy was the pipe? Heavy. How close did it come to killing me? Too close.



the guy holding the pipe is well over 6 feet tall

An actual real scary near death experience? A close call? Yes, I wasn't killed - by a matter of seconds. Yes, I escaped death. Yes, I am hugely grateful and hugely thankful to be alive. The moral of the story? Life is precious, live it.