Monday, February 28, 2011


Forget singularity (Wednesday and Thursday's blogs). I want to talk about incongruity--when two things don't exactly go together. I will use this title anytime I stumble across such an event or you share one with me.This blog could easily have been titled A WALK IN THE PARK or THE YIN AND YANG OF TECHNOLOGY. But I am sticking with the one I chose.

An example is that yesterday I walked in the park for two miles. Then I drove directly to the gym and searched for the closet parking spot to the front door.That's what I mean by this term. It doesn't make sense, really, to do that, but I always do.

While walking in the park I observed a teenage girl swinging high on a swing in the playground. She looked happy and peaceful frolicking in the sun and probably reliving an old pleasure from her youth.She was free. That is until her phone buzzed and the next thing I saw was her swinging, holding on with one hand and busily texting back. She looked a little silly to me as did the woman in the gym furiously texting between reps.

As I have said before we have a responsibility to ourselves not to allow the speed and accessibility of communications to interfere with our needs for fun and focus.That said I need to go and respond to a text.

Bye For Now,

PS Just kidding!

Friday, February 25, 2011


As it relates to yesterday's blog:

When it comes to staying young a mind lift beats a face lift any day.
Marty Bucella

Bye For Now,


Thursday, February 24, 2011


So there is another branch to this forward looking model built by brilliant, but a little strange people.One guy has a red beard that hits his knees.

In addition to having machines run the world they are also planning to eliminate or greatly prolong life and delay death. My Mom did that already by living to 100 years.

But these dudes reason aging is a disease which can be cured if we just put our minds to it. There is one guy who takes over 200 pills a day and believes he is 20 years younger than his chronological age. I saw his picture in Time magazine and he looks old enough to be my father at 62.Maybe 400 pills will do him better. For me a glass of wine or two does me just fine.

But these are rather brilliant people with a Singularity University and workshops and books and some rather interesting (aka ridiculous) ideas about the future.

May Gd bless them with the capacity to deliver what they predict because the forecasts of people who die early are soon forgotten and replaced with equally implausible seers.As for me I predict that it is likely tomorrow will be Friday. Beyond that I have no clue.

Bye for Now,


Wednesday, February 23, 2011


Which I guess is better than a congressman doing that on his lap top. ( see Monday's blog)

This term refers to many things. The most important and credible is that in the next 30 or so years machines will be more intelligent than the people who built them.

For those of you who watched "Watson" (named after the founder of IBM)kick the very wise guys butt on Jeopardy, you know the end or is it the beginning, is not that far away.When that day comes machines will build even more intelligent machines and us human beings will morph quickly into chopped liver if you are Jewish, lima beans if you are not and hummus if you are Muslim.I mean no offense to any human bean.

But wait just a minute here. They may get most of the answers on double jeopardy. They may even be able to multitask and think more than we. They just might even be able to remember what they had for breakfast or where they put their checkbook or the car keys. BUT, can they feel? NEVER!

My bet and beans are on the human kind.We ain't done just yet-even with bad grammar!Tell that to Alex who hasn't aged in forty years. Take that machines. You age the day after I buy you!!

More tomorrow.

Bye For Now,


Tuesday, February 22, 2011


Existence was given to us for action. Our worth is determined by the good deeds we do, rather than by the fine emotions we feel.

E.L. Magoon

Bye for Now,


Monday, February 21, 2011


My wife pointed out to me that on my 2/9 blog I left out the word super-ego when talking about the conscience of a computer. Better to leave out the word than leave out your conscience, I always say.

In this context I chuckled when I read the small article in the paper about a House of Representative guy from New York State who resigned after an email from Gawker outed him.

He is a 46 year old, married man who posted his info and shirtless picture in response to a Craig's list ad by a woman looking for a man. He identified himself as a 39 year old divorced lobbyist. He used his real name and his personal email address. He described himself as "a very fit fun classy guy" and said, "I promise not to disappoint."

Assy yes, but definitely not classy!

I will say it one more time. There are no secrets on the web or in texts, tweets or any other form of new communications. Putting yourself out there is like peeing in the street. The odds are someone else will see you and unless you are three years old or very lucky it is unlikely you will get away with it.

And, oh by the way, websites like Gawker are the super-ego of the computer. Happy now, dear?

Bye For Now,


Friday, February 18, 2011


We have many obligations to family, friends, work, education and other priorities. However, our most important obligation is to ourselves and our well being. Unfortunately, many of us do not make that as high a priority as it deserves to be. Make 2011 and beyond a time you take better care of you.

Bill Penzer,Ph.D.

Bye For Now,


Thursday, February 17, 2011


The measure of success is not whether you have a tough problem to deal with,but whether it's the same problem you had last year.

John Foster Dulles

Persistent people begin their success where others end in failure.
Edward Eggleston

Wednesday, February 16, 2011


Whenever I return from a long, far away trip I feel grateful for having returned safely and without any problems. Considering all the drivers we trusted and assumed would transport us without incident or accident,remembering all the people who sneezed and coughed in our faces,realizing that we were in the air for over 24 hours both coming and going,being not far from the awful floods in Queensland, Australia and just being so far from our "safe space", I appreciate our problem free time away and our safe return.

Given all the not so good possibilities, that the weather wasn't great was a minor blemish.

I hope you take a moment today to appreciate and feel grateful for something that you might otherwise overlook. As I have previously said, gratitude is the milk of the mind.

Bye For Now,


Tuesday, February 15, 2011


How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before starting to improve the world.

Anne Frank

Monday, February 14, 2011


I hope it is truly a happy valentine's day for you today.

If it is not then I hope you work on your relationship if you are in one or find someone special if you are not. Our counseling and relationship renewal programs might be helpful.

I also hope you can take time to feel grateful for all who love you and for all you love.

Love is not measured in how many times you touch each other,
but by how many times you reach each other.
Cathy Morancy

In the coldest February,as in every other month of the year,the best thing to hang on in this world is each other.
Linda Ellerbee

Bye For Now,


Friday, February 11, 2011


When I was in Australia I discovered a lovely phrase that they frequently use. They say, "No worries" or sometimes "No worries, Mate. They use it instead of "your welcome" or when you ask a question,order a meal or apologize for a misunderstanding.

Beyond their charming accents,there is something supportive, reassuring and calming about this phrase. It induces a sense of peacefulness that lingers beyond the moment.

I think we should introduce this phrase into our culture,especially at a time when worries abound.Perhaps it would help calm us down.

But, if you don't like the ides, no worries mate.

Bye For Now,


Thursday, February 10, 2011


Crises redefines life.In them you discover what you are.

Allan Chalmers

Wednesday, February 9, 2011


Computers are like our brains and were patterned after them.

I think I have figured it out. Computers have the three components Freud identified.

The id of a computer are the predators, sex chat rooms, drug buying sites, porn, gambling sites, etc.

The conscience of a computer is storage and the sites like wiki leaks which try to keep people and governments honest. If you have something to hide please don't park it on texts, emails,or other search-able areas. Nothing on cyberspace is a guaranteed secret.

So what is the ego/self of a computer. It is the stuff you do of which you are proud. It is Google search or anything else that makes life easier, simpler and more honorable. Perhaps the ego of a computer is the user of the computer. Be strong, healthy and self-protective on and off line.

Not sure big brother is watching, but remember someone is!

Bye For Now,


Tuesday, February 8, 2011


Success is more a function of consistent common sense than it is of genius.

An Wang

Monday, February 7, 2011


the fabled commercials on the super bowl divide into those that you just don't understand; those that seem much too violent; those that you don't know what the product being advertised is and those that just seem plain silly.

And you are really old when the winner is the e trade baby and the sneezing cat who didn't take a flu shot. At least I got that and LOL.

But I am not that old to know some companies wasted mucho dinero including the chip company who wants us to believe that people lick others hands and pants and that there is a bull dog that knocks down doors and a commercial I didn't think had much stroke, but because of my age can't remember which it was.Something about a girl with ear phones and perhaps a Motorola I pad. Lamer than lame!

The game was good, the commercials, eh and the star mangled banner a little sad.

Happy for the Pack!

Bye For Now,


Thursday, February 3, 2011


Last count there are 1722 singers Going To Hollywood to become an American Idol this season. As a result there is a shortage of gold paper all over the world.The winner will be the one whose family and friends jumped and squealed the loudest.Some of the family members may be material for Let's Make A Deal.

I predict that this is the last season, unless they decide to try and milk it one more time. I hear no buzz in the streets or alleys of my universe. I can't imagine the audience will be as vast as in the past. The tea party will probably load the vote just as they did on Dancing With The Stars, which is another show past its prime time. I think they are trying to recruit Sigmund Freud and Ronald Reagan along with Queen Elizabeth.

Both shows had a long and interesting run, but all good things come to.... If you don't believe me just ask Regis whose millionaire star shone brightly and then faded fast just as Howie's did. The fickle finger of fate has little patience for redundancy in our virtual world, especially when Simon Scowl has disappeared. Even Ryan seems a shadow of his former self, despised by all of us needing to lose the 10-15 pounds the rich twerp deserves to gain.

I was taught early in life not to worship idols so I will not be sad to see them pack up and go. Neither will they having made obscene money in the process all over the world, none of which seemed to be donated proportionately to Idol Gives Back.

The good thing is they gave stardom to many that never would have found it otherwise, some of whom didn't deserve it. Please don't tell Rubin S. I said that.He is so much bigger than me.

Bye For Now,


Tuesday, February 1, 2011


But not about my blogs. The test is being able to survive and overcome the speed bumps of life and come away, if not unscarred, at least unscathed.

The celebration of Mom's life went very well. She would have and perhaps was pleased and proud of herself and her family. She would have also been pleased that we enjoyed our time together reminiscing about her.

She left us a legacy that has far more value than a financial inheritance.Over 50 years ago she discovered that life was about balance and moderation, friendship, learning and love.

While most of us yoyo like a Duncan in one or more areas she maintained constancy. She lost weight in 1960 and never gained it back. She went to the gym at least twice a week till she was 98+.She continued learning, decided to read the classics before Oprah recommended them, was an active book club participant and had a joy and zest for living that was amazing....incredible!

Her magical magnetism attracted many to her and even those who didn't know her well saw her as special and unique.One of a kind, really. We could all steal a few moves from her playbook and she would be very,very happy if we did.

For a woman who outlived almost all of her peers she had a large turnout for her celebration of people who loved her dearly and who were there for her sincerely.

To learn more about Mom visit her memorial website at

Bye For Now,