Friday, July 23, 2010

I'm probably condemning myself by my words

I was in a mood for scribing some prose of a fashion, and while I pondered on the subject, I became awakened to a quote by the honorable theologian, C.S. Lewis. A simple query of a handful of key words from this pontification led me to the source of such profundity. A book, entitled "The Weight of Glory," was the fountain of wisdom embodied by the magnificent statement and led me to find a numeration of similarly astounding manifestos. I will proceed to recant a collection of personal delights from this rare clutch of spiritual gold.


Whew, that takes some brain power to write like that. In case you didn't catch it, I realized one of my favorite quotes ends up coming from a book by C.S. Lewis I wasn't familiar with. Now that I am, I'm going to snag a copy of it and read it and while I'm at it, I'll share some gems that I found on various websites devoted to the book. (Now I've got to find a copy and read it, I must have included half the book here already. Lol)

"He who has God and everything else has no more than he who has God only."

"The proper rewards are not simply tacked on to the activity for which they are given, but are the activity itself in consummation."

"When humans should have become as perfect in voluntary obedience as the inanimate creation is in its lifeless obedience, then they will put on its glory, or rather that greater glory of which Nature is only the first sketch."

"It may be possible for each of us to think too much of his own potential glory hereafter; it is hardly possible for him to think too often or too deeply about that of his neighbour. The load, or weight, or burden, of my neighbour's glory should be laid daily on my back, a load so heavy that only humility can carry it, and the backs of the proud will be broken. It is a serious thing to live in a society of possible gods and goddesses to remember that the dullest and most uninteresting person you may talk to may one day be a creature which, if you saw it now, you would be strongly tempted to worship, or else a horror and corruption such as you now meet if at all only in a nightmare."

"All day long we are in some degree helping each other to one or the other of these destinations. It is in light of these overwhelming possibilities it is with awe and the circumspection proper to them, that we should conduct all our dealings with one another, all friendships, all loves, all play, all politics. There are no ordinary people. You have never met a mere mortal, Nations, cultures, arts, civilizations, these are mortal, and their life is to ours as the life of a gnat. But it is immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub, and exploit -- immortal horrors or ever lasting splendours. "

" Next to the Blessed Sacrament itself, your neighbor is the holiest object presented to your senses. If he is your Christian neighbour, he is holy in almost the same way, for in him also Christ vere latitat, the glorifier and the glorified, Glory Himself, is truly hidden. "

"I have received no assurance that anything we can do will eradicate suffering. I think the best results are obtained by people who work quietly away at limited objectives, such as the abolition of the slave trade, or prison reform, or factory acts, or tuberculosis, not by those who think they can achieve universal justice, or health, or peace. I think the art of life consists in tackling each immediate evil as well as we can."

"And that is enough to raise your thoughts to what may happen when the redeemed soul, beyond all hope and nearly beyond belief, learns at last that she has pleased Him whom she was created to please. There will be no room for vanity then. She will be free from the miserable illusion that it is her doing. With no taint of what we should now call self-approval she will most innocently rejoice in the thing that God has made her to be, and the moment which heals her old inferiority complex forever will also drown her pride… Perfect humility dispenses with modesty."

"At present we are on the outside of the world, the wrong side of the door. We discern the freshness and purity of morning, but they do not make us fresh and pure. We cannot mingle with the splendours we see. But all the leaves of the New Testament are rustling with the rumour that it will not always be so. Some day, God willing, we shall get in."

The sense that in this universe we are treated as strangers, the longing to be acknowledged, to meet with some response, to bridge some chasm that yawns between us and reality, is part of our inconsolable secret. And surely, from this point of view, the promise of glory, in the sense described, becomes highly relevant to our deep desire. For glory means good report with God, acceptance by God, response, acknowledgment, and welcome into the heart of things. The door on which we have been knocking all our lives will open at last."

"If we consider the unblushing promises of reward … promised in the Gospels, it would seem that our Lord finds our desires not too strong, but too weak. We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at sea. We are far too easily pleased."

"I believe in political equality. But there are two opposite reasons for being a democrat. You may think all men so good that they deserve a share in the government of the commonwealth, and so wise that the commonwealth needs their advice. That is, in my opinion, the false, romantic doctrine of democracy. On the other hand, you may believe fallen men to be so wicked that not one of them can be trusted with any irresponsible power over his fellows.
That I believe to be the true ground of democracy. I do not believe that God created an egalitarian world. I believe the authority of parent over child, husband over wife, learned over simple to have been as much a part of the original plan as the authority of man over beast. I believe that if we had not fallen, …patriarchal monarchy would be the sole lawful government. But since we have learned sin, we have found, as Lord Acton says, that “all power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely.” The only remedy has been to take away the powers and substitute a legal fiction of equality. The authority of father and husband has been rightly abolished on the legal plane, not because this authority is in itself bad (on the contrary, it is, I hold, divine in origin), but because fathers and husbands are bad. Theocracy has been rightly abolished not because it is bad that learned priests should govern ignorant laymen, but because priests are wicked men like the rest of us. Even the authority of man over beast has had to be interfered with because it is constantly abused."


Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Childhood memories

I can't come up with a very good way of writing about this. You really just have to watch.
Basically, some writers for Rocko's Modern Life (one of my favs) tried for years and finally got Disney to pick up a show they created and call it Phineas and Ferb. Here's links to some excellent samples of both shows, separated by about 15 years.
RML (~1995)
Hey, Nice Melons. High Five? and Part 2 "Chewy Chicken is People! Chewy Chicken is People!"


P&F (~2009)
"I wouldn't want to be getting one of those rejuvenating sea salt scrubs right now. The stinging would be unbearable!"

"What are the two most popular things on this planet? Country music and western music!"
--Funny enough, the creators are the uncredited voices of Dr. Doofenshmirtz and Major Monogram. Ol' doofy pretty much makes the show.

If this post looks ugly, it's because it's really late/early and I don't care enough right now.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Adventure! It's a wonderful thing!

After Emily dropped me off at school this morning, she took off heading south to spend a couple days with her family for her brother's college graduation. Since it was raining this morning and since she dropped me off, I didn't bring my bike. So, I figured I'll have me a little adventure. I'll bring some extra clothes to school and leave my bag and computer at school and RUN home! Oh man, what an awesome idea! If my knee acts up (which it does, still) I can walk or catch the bus. It'll be great. Now, I'm feeling lazy. And a little hungry. And I need some new cheapie headphones. So, here's my plan, leave school in the next 20 minutes, stop by Best Buy on Geary, go the extra mile (literally) and hit up Gordo's Tacqueria for an awesome $5 burrito and jog or limp the last mile home and make it by 9:30, just in time to read for a bit and go to bed.

So its not REALLY adventurous, but it's a little intimidating because my knee is pretty unpredictable. I did figure out a few weeks ago that I'm (either due to genetics, an accident, or simple habit) slightly pigeon-toed in my left foot. When I keep it straight/slightly outward like my right foot I can keep the knee in control, but that's easier said than done since it feels like I'm running crooked. I haven't pushed it more than a few miles since then, either.

Since it is getting dark and it will be busy city streets, I'll forgo the barefeet tonight and put a little rubber between me and the pavement, at least until I get into the Presidio.

Friday, May 14, 2010

Lookamee!

Look, look! I'm famous, this made it onto the school's front web page! This is awesome, it's like being in the High School yearbook in pictures that make it look like you were social or cool! I'm available for autographs if anyone would like. They WILL be worth something someday!

See? See? That blurry figure on the left is most definitely me. Here's the story:
http://dental.pacific.edu/News_and_Events/News_Archive/Dental_School_Participates_in_Bike_to_Work_Day_2010.html

Incidentally: I ride my bike almost every day, so this was like, "Hey, free stuff for doing what I normally do!" Amongst the free stuff was a thermos, a tote-bag, a mini First Aid kit, a tire repair kit, a pack reflector that also lights up (which the kids have commandeered as their new cool toy) and a bunch of pamphlets and newsletters about cycling around San Francisco, 90% of which was geared toward the people in the trendy parts of the city that ride up and down Market St. and use "The Wiggle" to get around. (Presidio residents have our own wiggle for getting through Laurel Heights to the Arguello Gate, so nyah!)

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Quotations

From Benjamin Franklin that I thought were fun to read.

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I believe I have omitted mentioning that, in my first voyage from Boston, being becalm'd off Block Island, our people set about catching cod, and hauled up a great many. Hitherto I had stuck to my resolution of not eating animal food, and on this occasion consider'd, with my master Tryon, the taking every fish as a kind of unprovoked murder, since none of them had, or ever could do us any injury that might justify the slaughter. All this seemed very reasonable. But I had formerly been a great lover of fish, and, when this came hot out of the frying-pan, it smelt admirably well. I balanced some time between principle and inclination, till I recollected that, when the fish were opened, I saw smaller fish taken out of their stomachs; then thought I, "If you eat one another, I don't see why we mayn't eat you." So I din'd upon cod very heartily, and continued to eat with other people, returning only now and then occasionally to a vegetable diet. So convenient a thing it is to be a reasonable creature, since it enables one to find or make a reason for everything one has a mind to do.

I scarce ever heard or saw the introductory words, "Without vanity I may say," &c., but some vain thing immediately followed. Most people dislike vanity in others, whatever share they have of it themselves; but I give it fair quarter wherever I meet with it, being persuaded that it is often productive of good to the possessor, and to others that are within his sphere of action; and therefore, in many cases, it would not be altogether absurd if a man were to thank God for his vanity among the other comforts of life.

I've lived, Sir, a long time, and the longer I live, the more convincing Proofs I see of this Truth — That God governs in the Affairs of Men. And if a sparrow cannot fall to the ground without his Notice, is it probable that an Empire can rise without his Aid? We have been assured, Sir, in the Sacred Writings, that except the Lord build the House they labor in vain who build it. I firmly believe this, — and I also believe that without his concurring Aid, we shall succeed in this political Building no better than the Builders of Babel: We shall be divided by our little partial local interests; our Projects will be confounded, and we ourselves shall become a Reproach and Bye word down to future Ages.

The art of concluding from experience and observation consists in evaluating probabilities, in estimating if they are high or numerous enough to constitute proof. This type of calculation is more complicated and more difficult than one might think. It demands a great sagacity generally above the power of common people. The success of charlatans, sorcerors, and alchemists — and all those who abuse public credulity — is founded on errors in this type of calculation.

Friday, April 9, 2010

Tidbits

Glorious days! I can run again! Let me tell you my story, at least of the past week.
Did a couple of little trail runs barefoot and in the vibrams, single-track trails through bushes, stairs, and some very mild rock climbing around the Presidio and above Baker Beach, stuff to keep me changing direction a lot, hoping that my form would have to correct itself when more was demanded of it in short bursts and if I gave it the freedom to be corrected. After 2-3 of these, I noticed that I'd started landing on my left foot different than seemed intuitive (even after watching those videos I posted a few weeks ago) landing on the inside of my foot as much as possible right behind the big toe. It's more accentuated in the vibrams but barefoot, it still feels like the outside of the foot is touching ground first with the ball behind the big toe taking almost all of the weight. My heel either doesn't touch the ground at all (most of the time) or just barely with every step. The arch feels like it's being stretched out and the bones feel bruised at first, but it goes away after a couple runs. I still get small blisters, but I don't mind them much.

I noticed this just happen on it's own to my left foot, so I've made my right foot match. It feels awkward and my calves are the muscles most sore when I'm running now, but they also recover quickly and don't usually hurt while running (trotting, really), only when walking after a run.

When I figured out my knee wasn't hurting, I ran 4 miles, just cuz. It felt great. A few days later, my wife pushed me into 9 miles. Then 3.5 while pushing a stroller with 2 kids. Then we did 5.5 yesterday while pushing the stroller. Not fast, averaging 10-11 minutes a mile. We're both just happy we can run at all (considering that an 8 minute run just 13 days ago had me limping for several hours). It's becoming our new hobby of choice, and we get to do it together as long as the kids are ok inside the stroller.


A word of caution for hopeful trail runners: If you see a plant that looks like this, and you brush up against it, it will start to itch like crazy one week after the encounter and last for 2 more weeks. Yes, this is my second occurrence of poison oak since being here and I know the exact moment I got each. Not out of ignorance, just accident, there's tons of it here.

Here's my running log since hearing about barefoot-style running and getting hopeful.

Date Length Notes
1/27/2010 0.6 BF, blood blisters, rainy, poor form, first run
2/4/2010 0.6 vibrams in rain
2/6/2010 1
2/6/2010 1
2/13/2010 1
2/14/2010 0.5 w/ Em, stroller
2/15/2010 2 BF, bruised feet bottom
2/15/2010 0.25 BF, KNEE PAIN, minor blisters
2/20/2010 2.5 BF, no pain, blisters
2/24/2010 5 BF, knee pain near end, blisters (not painful)
2/25/2010 0.5 walked 1 mile, strained peroneous brevis tendon
3/6/2010 1.25 BF on sand, Baker Beach, knee hurt after 1 mile
3/25/2010 1 DR, used vibrams, knee hurt after .5 miles, limped back
3/26/2010 1 trail ran w/ Vibrams in Monte Cristi, no pain
3/28/2010 2 trail ran, walked, climbed around BB, BF & VFFs
3/30/2010 3 VFFs, hiked, climbed, ran around BB, use inside of left foot=no pain
4/1/2010 4 jogged, VFF's around BB and Lincoln, no pain if landed behind big toe
4/2/2010 1 slip-on Vans, no knee pain, soreness on walking
4/3/2010 9 pain only when forget technique !!!!! some walking and a pit-stop
4/6/2010 3.6 jogging stroller with kids, no pain if technique good, barefoot last 1/4mi
4/8/2010 5.5 vibrams and BF at end, no pain, just sore calves, recovered by next a.m.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Just a little of this and that

It feels great to be home. So great, that I left my empty apartment within 30 minutes and took off hiking and trail running around Baker Beach for a few hours: ignoring "Stay off the cliff" signs, watching spring water form little deltas on the beach, dodging waves on the backside of Fort Point, and spending a while sitting on top of one of the batteries perched into the hillside talking to Emily, who's in Philadelphia with her brothers for a few more days. All this, barefoot or in the Vibrams. I gotta say, it felt amazing to go barefoot on the trails. Like the best foot massage ever every step. I can now handle most of the trails around the Presidio barefoot for a little while at least, but put on the Vibrams for rock-hopping and climbing. I still can't run more than a mile or so, though, before my knee forces me into a limp, but I can last a bit longer on trails than on straight pavement or even sand.

I'm gonna guess that what's more interesting than my barefoot habits is how the last week went, so I'll change subjects.

It was crazy cool (pics in the link). We got to help a lot of people and make a lot of friends with the best kind of people also volunteering their time. As part of the Orphanage Outreach Health Corps we didn't spend much time interacting with the kids at the orphanage, but spent 4 days helping people in the small communities scattered throughout the giant banana plantation to the south.


View UOP Dental Mission to the DR 2010 in a larger map

It was interesting seeing the differences in people from one community to the next, like each had it's own distinct personality. Our 3rd and 4th days saw a large number of Creole-only-speaking Haitians. We did some fillings and cleanings, but it was mostly pulling out what was left of bombed-out teeth or the remains of roots still infected and sitting in the bone. 4 other dentists and some of their staff were there as well and we all took turns working with them throughout the week.

Our dorms were wood frames with metal roofs and chain link fence and tarps/boards for partial siding. Inside were rough metal bunk beds with mosquito nets. Despite the open air, I didn't sleep under even a sheet for half of the week, and for the other half, a sheet was plenty. Showers were cold and limited to wetting and rinsing (turn water off to soap up). The hired local staff were great and the food was delicious and plenteous (lots of rice, beans, and fresh papayas and pineapples).

Orphanage Outreach is a fantastic organization. Very well organized and very efficient. They have been able to expand a small one-roomed orphanage (managed by a local minister) into a large two-story building with a wall around the property and lots of care for the orphans. They also recently purchased an old hotel in town and it is used as an English Institute for any children in the community. O.O. has also expanded to another orphanage in the town of Jaibon, not too far away. Everything is done by volunteers and donations exclusively. The leaders sign up to volunteer for 1-2 years at a time. Our group leader, Bryson, was terrific.

Our last day was spent seeing sights in Monte Cristi including a gift shop, supermarket, clocktower, museum, ice cream/motobike parlor (weird combo, I know), and the English Institute before spending the afternoon at a beautiful beach just north of the city.

Our own group also forked out a bit of our own money (only $80/person) to go a day early and spend a night in a resort at Puerto Plata. It was an interesting experience going from a sterile, isolated, resort-complex to the poorest of poor. Even most of their clothes are from donations. Our flight back to New York was delayed 3 hours, so we missed our connection to San Francisco. Delta put us up in the Double Tree near the airport for the night and booked most of us for First Class this morning. First class was really nice, but almost a bit silly, like placing table cloths over the tray table for the gourmet style meals they provided. So, this week we got to see luxury and poverty. I gotta be honest, the luxury was nice, but working hard and getting a few good times at the end was way better.

Everyone worked hard in the hot weather and it was an intense week. It was great to be working so hard for someone else's benefit, who would otherwise have no help dentally or medically. Most came to us with pain and just wanted the cause of the pain out.

I'll have pictures on Facebook soon. It was being finicky on me tonight. (Update: If you missed the link above, they're here).