We’re a mystery to ourselves…

🎶nu nu nu nu🎶… your next stop is…

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What cup of coffee or tea do you prefer?

Starbucks?… Tim Hortons?… Costa Coffee’s?… your own?…

Decaf? Oat milk? Hazelnut shot? Cold Brew? Green or black tea?

Frappuccino? Acai? Hibiscus? Mocha? Guava? Passion fruit?

OMG, caffeine-waterboarding… it’s torture! Choices and more choices… everyone’s different, yes?

And still more choices… when you read my posts.

I understand that you reading this is a privilege for me because you have the choice.

That you vote to take a few minutes away from 100 other things you could do or read or watch is humbling. It’s the nature of our 21st century multi-choice universe that the option to flip past me is the easiest thing ever.

What makes me so special to deserve your eyeballs? I’m not John Krasinski handsome or Malcolm Gladwell insightful.

After 9 years of writing these weekly missives, I know that readers come and readers go, and a brave (or foolish!!) small number of you have stayed with me from Day One… I thank you.

But honestly, as much as I appreciate you, I don’t write for you as my #1 motivation. I’ll tell you what is in a minute…

This is fortunate because I don’t earn a living – hell, even a pittance… sniff… not even a penny – from my weekly word count.

Of course I peruse the number of views I have on my posts each week and from which country you originate (that’s it… I don’t get your name or city, just your country)…

…the social part of me, like Sally Field (YOU love me!), loves the recognition that you read my words, or make a comment, or click a LIKE.

But I don’t obsess over or tailor my words to suit any individual or group.

Now I do sometimes read my posts as if I’m “possessed” by one of you (will I channel YOU this week?). I put myself in your shoes and try to interpret what I’m saying through YOUR filter (or what I perceive as your filter).

I like to present and challenge ideas without offending – there’s space for us all.

I accept that each of us sees the world in a slightly different way. However, I will choose reason and scientific fact over rumour or rhetoric where facts exist.

Emotion and opinion have their place too, but they should be secondary to fact. The internet has hugely challenged our ability to think rationally with roiling oceans of pseudo-truths (alternative facts).

Back to me navel-gazing…

Motivation #1 for this blog?

My thinking and personal understanding happens when I write… I access ME when I put words to paper, or screen, or song.

Really… I’m ultra-clumsy in interpersonal verbal interactions… I fumble and stumble and say inappropriate things that I would never do or say if I had a minute or an hour to think and reflect. Fortunately this “woke” dude has learned to NEVER ask a woman when she is “due”.

I also try NOT to be inspired by the misogynistic male judge (John Michael Higgins) from the movie Pitch Perfect commenting on the female singers: This does not look like the fresh-faced nubile Bellas that we have come to know. Is it me, or are those skirts just not working anymore?

I know many others who can think faster than a blink of the eye, who explore their inner thoughts and opinions while speaking… their brain functions best through the spoken word. I am in awe of the fast thinkers of the world.

I’m a slow thinker. Whatever “intelligence” I possess happens while I write… I find my insights and perceptions while writing my blog posts, and in my personal e-mails, and in my songwriting.

I’m constantly shovelling/writing to delve further inside myself looking for understanding – of myself and of the world around me. In that moment I’m Stephen King with magic powers.

This intelligence typically takes me 500 or 1,000 words to surface… anything less and my head is spinning like I just got off a fast Merry-Go-Round ie. no substance or understanding…

A miniskirt-short blog post is like a Twitter post…

Jerry Seinfeld says: “Twitter is good. Why say a lot to a few people when you can say virtually nothing to everyone?”

… but more than 1,000 words in my post and it’s just VD (verbal diarrhea). Maybe that’s one thing I learned from Hemingway’s brevity.

Back to Seinfeld… he’s my philosopher of the week… for some obvious reasons I can’t use Bill Gates for awhile now.

Seinfeld observes that people who are comedians work at understanding themselves, while actors observe people in order to play different characters.

I would add to this that poets and songwriters also look inside for understanding of themselves and the cosmos. Do you see yourself in any of these roles?

So, this week’s “Larry Wisdom”?

If, at some time, you feel introspective, “choose” a cup of your favourite espresso or oolong and think about your best route to “finding” the you that lies deep beneath the surface. It might be your best Twilight Zone experience ever.

One last Seinfeldian observation of this crazy world to ponder:

If aliens are watching us through telescopes, they’re going to think the dogs are the leaders of the planet. If you see two life forms, one of them’s making a poop, the other one’s carrying it for him, who would you assume is in charge?”