Hey, What is best?

“So…What’s new?”

Has any question killed deep, meaningful conversation faster? Well, maybe that’s a close second, right behind “How’re you?” People are by and large modestwell, maybe not modest, but at least not filled with a kind of ridiculous self-importance. At least down to the core. Or maybe we’re all just embarrassed by the hum-drummeries of our daily lives. That’s really a question for another day.

However, when you ask someone what is new in their lives, generally I find that the conversation becomes stunted after that. And “stunted” is a generous estimate. Maybe someone will fill you in on the big, exciting stuff that you weren’t there to experience with them, but after that, they think the minutiae of their daily lives are immaterial to you or the resulting conversation. So we tend to clam up. Also, “what’s new” is a question of circles. We all believe that to be polite, if someone asks us how we are we must then, in turn ask them. So “what’s new” gets passed on down the line and because we feel the same as them about boring them with the trivialities of our daily lives, we keep our sharing part short. After that the struggle begins, especially with new people, or people you haven’t seen in a while. It’s hard to get into that easy conversational groove sometimes and just go. But I’m not writing this because I want to know how to converse better with people or because I have the answer to how to keep conversations from getting awkward. Sorry if I’ve misled you up to this point, gentle reader. No, the reason I’m writing this is because I’ve just read something that has left me with a powerful question, and I feel the need to get it out there.

I just started reading Robert Pirsig’s classic Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance and within the first chapter (actually my mind was already reeling in the intro) there is a question that is simple seeming but holds wells of depth and interest. I know why we ask “What’s new?” We want to catch up and get new information about their lives so we can share in their joys, pains, jokes, and sorrows. It’s what friends and good humans do, we empathize with one another. So please don’t think I’m moron or an asshole who never asks people how they are or what is new in their lives because I’m afraid to get bored or that some awkward conversation will ensue. What I’m truly concerned about is, and this shares the same concern with Mr. Pirsig, why we don’t ask “What is best?”

People rarely concern themselves with depth and ethos in conversation, at least in my experience. I’m guilty of it too. When I’m with someone new I don’t want to seem like some kind of weirdo, so instead of asking those questions of depth and honesty, I scratch the surface because I get embarrassed. Think of how much you can share with a person and they can deliver to you if you ask them what is best. My brain is awash with a tidal pool of thought just on hearing the question. Maybe I am a weirdo, but if someone came up to me and asked me “What is best in life?” I would have two reactions. First, I would recite the line from Conan about pillaging villages and the lamentations of women, but that’s because I’m a dork. But my second, and by far preferential, reaction would probably be to hug that person for asking something true, honest, and deep. If you ask that question of someone, you really want a good conversation. You’re in for the long haul because you care about what that person thinks and feels, despite any disagreements that might arise in the ensuing word-a-thon.

The thing I think I really love about that particular question is that you can’t really answer it simply. A simple phrase response just dregs up more questions and extends the conversation further. Why’s are so crucial to life they aren’t even funny. Whoever is the first human to ask “Why” I wish I could meet them and give them a medal, a parade, and immortal life. “What’s new” is a question of what’s really, and what’s can be answered with a single word without any real need to expound or think. Whys on the other hand are brilliant questions that are like mana from Heaven. Whys make people think and evaluate, they force people to use the upper portions of their brains and to really exist on a human level. Which is why “What is best” is such a brilliant question, it focuses on whys and a depth of understanding within one’s own mind.

So, homework assignment. Next time you meet someone and you get the awkward get-to-know-yous out of the way. Once you’ve lined them up and evaluated whether or not you’re truly interested in this person, look them square in the eye and ask them “What is best?” See if you don’t get an honest view into the mind of a fellow human being. I’m willing to bet you will.

-Ryan Bell

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YSISWM.

ihtemiselph (12:26:48 PM): make no mention of who is doing it
ihtemiselph (12:26:54 PM): i want this to be a caper to end all capers
ericnwnger (12:27:46 PM): YSISWM
ihtemiselph (12:27:53 PM): ?
ericnwnger (12:28:05 PM): Your Secret Is Safe With Me
ericnwnger (12:28:14 PM): its new to texting im starting it right now
ihtemiselph (12:28:21 PM): GAY
ericnwnger (12:28:27 PM): YSISWM
ihtemiselph (12:28:30 PM): Great as Yourself
ericnwnger (12:28:50 PM): i LOLed on that one
ihtemiselph (12:28:58 PM): awww, how cute
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Hounddog, the definition.

HoundDog
Noun: any of several breeds of dog used for hunting typically having large drooping ears.

Adjective: describing anyone of a macho or casanovic templar in the sense that they are flirting or whipping up a storm with the ladies.

eg.
(tom and bob have been used at random to describe the use of the word “hound dog – {adj.}” in a typical conversation)

bob: How are you going tom?
tom: Not to bad man i was just talking to that hot chick just then
bob: tom you hound dog, you

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Fat Guy in a Little Co(nversation)at

mikejoycecv (3:44:02 PM): I was 179.5 pounds this morning

ihtemiselph (3:44:03 PM): doing pretty great, had a large unhealthy sandwich for lunch

mikejoycecv (3:44:13 PM): nice

ihtemiselph (3:44:24 PM): gross, you lost 20 pounds in like 4 weeks

ihtemiselph (3:44:30 PM): 5 pounds a week

mikejoycecv (3:44:31 PM): 17.5

ihtemiselph (3:44:38 PM): nearly a pound a day

mikejoycecv (3:44:54 PM): I think it’s been about 30 days

mikejoycecv (3:45:03 PM): so a little over a half a pound a day

ihtemiselph (4:15:59 PM): well that is unhealthy

ihtemiselph (4:16:00 PM): but good for you

ihtemiselph (4:16:06 PM): im really proud of you

ihtemiselph (4:16:20 PM): but then again, i was really proud of that significant weight gain

mikejoycecv (4:16:29 PM): both are admirable in their own right

ihtemiselph (4:16:29 PM): it really fit you well

ihtemiselph (4:16:44 PM): it admirable relating to how little a man can eat

ihtemiselph (4:17:11 PM): and also for its complete and utter lack of ones own personal responsibility to their health,appearance, clothing size

mikejoycecv (4:17:55 PM): I thought I looked pretty good with some meat on the bones

mikejoycecv (4:17:57 PM): it was the clothing not fitting

mikejoycecv (4:18:05 PM): long time ago, fat people were admired

mikejoycecv (4:18:07 PM): for their blubber

mikejoycecv (4:18:10 PM): kept them warm in the winter months

ihtemiselph (4:18:10 PM):

ihtemiselph (4:18:17 PM): they also thought the world was flat.

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Rugged Good Looking.

mhofer943 (5:03:00 PM): so you dig andrea bocelli?
ihtemiselph (5:03:22 PM): i think he is great
ihtemiselph (5:03:29 PM): music is timeless and romantic
ihtemiselph (5:03:37 PM): like my rugged good looks and personality.
ihtemiselph (5:03:39 PM): so I can relate to him.
mhofer943 (5:03:48 PM): I was going to say it, but clearly you beat me to it.

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Generational Gap – Theatre Man

Starting this new idea – posting old photos. Isn’t using your imagination to think of what is happening just wonderful?

Generational Gap - Theatre Man.

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Daily Photography – Food.

Food.

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Lunch.

ericnwnger (10:28:18 AM): i’d be up for lunch later if you are available
ihtemiselph (10:28:46 AM): sure, it might end up having to be a subway, trying to cut some weight for the summer
ericnwnger (10:35:33 AM): swimsuit?
ihtemiselph (10:35:44 AM): ohh yeah
ihtemiselph (10:35:48 AM): gotta get my abs right
ericnwnger (10:44:00 AM): maybe if you didnt eat a muffin with every cup of coffee you drink
ericnwnger (10:44:07 AM): oh wait i think thats me
ihtemiselph (10:44:12 AM): you’re projecting.

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How my Mom told me to Man up.

I’m sure you know how it is – I’ve been going through the motions lately too.  I mean, what else can you really do?  It seems like nearly everything is out of our control these days.  Jobs, Money, Economy.  You know, all that good/important stuff.
Wanna keep your job? Conform.  Wanna date that pretty girl?  Be on your best behavior.  Wanna “advance” in “life”?  Suck it up.  I’m just tired of all of that.  Since when does being  couped up in an office signify progress as a society?  It seems like the majority of people I know (aged accordingly) seem to think that the only way to stay on “track” is to work in 4 walls and not see the outside world for 8 hours a day.  Could you imagine doing this funny business for 8 hours a day, 5 days a week, for 30 years? Then retire.  Whatever happened to actually smelling the roses? I guess you can do that in your spare time :/
8 Hours x 5 Days x 52 weeks x 30 Years/ 24 Hours
=
2,600 Full days of your life, back to back, spent working in a damn office.

Anyways, as of late, I’ve been getting more and more fed up with it all.  You can really only take doing the same routine so many times in a row.  So I’m determined to get my own thing started and get off it.  This is where my moral support comes in, Mi Madre – or for the Espanola Disinclined – My Mom.

We had a weekly chat our weekly Thursday night chat just to catch up and she noticed something wrong with my voice.  Something didn’t quite sound right on the other end, and quite frankly, it really wasn’t.  I was just burnt out and I let her know this.  Our conversation went as follows:

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Me:  …You know, I’m just sick of it all.  How the hell am I expected to go on and on like this for the rest of my life?  I can’t stand this monotony as it is now, and then I have to think about doing this for the rest of my life?  Jesus.  Whatever asshole decided ages ago that man should be kept in an office his whole life is a real dick.  I wish I could go back and reason with him and spell out this poor idea with him.  What an asshole.

Her:   Well something’s you just need to accept. You need to find a way to work and live.  Not live to work.  You need to find that happy medium.  You have talents, learn to use them…profitably.

Me:  I know, I know.  I just need to get on track.  I need to put my money where my mouth is, literally.  I’ve always had this vision that I’d do something pretty great but there is just so much I enjoy doing.  You know I just read this quote today, and I think it summarizes me flawed philosophy pretty spot on.  “It’s easy to do a lot, the trick is learning to do a little – and do it well – which is the problem.”  Isn’t that pretty great? Ehh Ehh!?

Her:  Alright, you’ve just got to do it.  Here’s what we are gonna do, ok?  As soon as we get off of the phone I want you to go to your computer and make this flyer that you’ve been talking about to teach Trumpet Lessons.  This is step number one to get out of the monotony.  This the most practical step to get you start generating cash.  So as soon as we get off of the phone, I want you go to go and make this immediately.  You got it?

Me: Yes, Mom.

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There it is.  That is all it takes to nudge someone in the right direction.  Perhaps it was the ear she lent.  Maybe it was her spot on practical advice that I was so dearly missing.  Whatever it was, it helped that she was honest with me.  I think people tend to cover things up and tell people that things will “work out” or that they will “come together.”  Seems like a lot of the time people put things up to their blind faith.  I’m just not sure I can prescribe to this theory anymore.  There takes a tremendous amount of discipline that you have to use when dealing with over abundance and time allocation.  I guess its time to start hanging some flyers.

Daddy is home, again.

-Kris

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Morning Cheer

ihtemiselph (9:33:39 AM): how is your day?
mikejoycecv (9:33:48 AM): going swimmingly, yourself?
ihtemiselph (9:33:55 AM): actually swimming, oddly enough
ihtemiselph (9:34:01 AM): on the ole laptop
mikejoycecv (9:34:09 AM): you have a laptop?
ihtemiselph (9:34:14 AM): splishing and a splashing
ihtemiselph (9:34:23 AM): no, its my own personal one, im at the beach
mikejoycecv (9:35:47 AM): that’s unprofessional
ihtemiselph (9:36:09 AM): you might have a point.
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