A couple of interesting case reports to ponder as we look at how the oddities in Life roll past us. Although, whether these are mere statistical improbabilities or outright WuJo events is something I’ll leave to your discernment:
George – longtime lurker – thx for the continuing insights and thought-provoking conversations. I must comment on the found toys mentioned in your Friday column.
A couple of decades ago, Life dumped me out in the middle of the Mohave Desert. I was in fact entering a time of my life I semi-jokingly refer to as my “convent years” but the Universe was setting me up for quantum spiritual expansion. Some of my only friends out there were a pair of Ravens, and we began one of the most fascinating relationships I’d ever experienced. I have stories about them that could fill volumes, but the reason I am writing is to tell you what happened when my precious 33 year old horse finally had to be put down. I had him buried on my property and errected a simple monument to the great old soul that he was. In working through my grief, I talked to my two Ravens about “Big Red the Wonder Horse”.
The next time I walked out to the grave of Big Red, two objects were sitting on the fresh earth. Two little well-worn toys. One was a carousel horse with a little teddy-bear astride his back. The other was a small matchbox-type semi-tractor….bright red. This was a remote area, no chance of children or anyone else coming to my property. I have always believed these items were placed on Big Red’s grave by my Raven friends. It gave me great comfort, and still does.
God Bless,
GoldilocksArizona
To my way of thinking is the a likely Wujo event…. next?
This isn’t Wujo, but it’s near and nice to read about pleasant experiences now and then…
Hi, George,
I had a good experience today.
A few weeks ago, I noticed that I had lost my silver ring. It meant something to me as I had purchased it at a gift shop at the Grand Canyon last October while I was on a 3100 mile round trip motorcycle trip with my husband. Yes, I rode my own motorcycle all that way, so the ring was a reminder of that incredible experience, so I noticed the angst from losing it, but didn’t really know where to start looking as it had fallen off my finger and that was that. I did not expect to ever find it again.
My husband and I have honored our Father, we have taken care of my dear Dad now for over 8 years and with working and commuting, some of our own chores get behind. Today, I had a chance to get some housework done. I had let laundry pile up on my guest room bed so today I was folding it all to put it all away.
As I was folding and organizing, there at the bottom of the pile was my ring! Wow! That was a big NICE surprise. I was kinda shocked. I thanked God and kept folding.
Then, as I was sorting some papers from my car that had also landed on the bed, a white bank envelope revealed itself….and there was $41.00 in it!
Wow! A second grateful thank God came out of my mouth and I was so excited to share these 2 finds with my husband.
I don’t know if it is wujo, but I think it is an excellent sign of a reminder to me, that as small as my concerns are, I have not been forgotten!
Sincerely,
Giselle (Austin)
Computer! Send a note to Giselle and Hubby that they should consider their next ride was the Iron Butt Association ride. The Big Tex Rally comes up on the 18th and 19th but registration for that is already closed…but maybe next time…I assume you know about the national motorcycle events calendar over here?
I’ll Stick with Data
Madison Avenue Mike has passed along a real gem here – an online test by the NY Times that let’s you see how well you can sense people’s emotions by “reading their eyes…”
Naturally, I took the test, imagining as I did, what the rest of the person’s face would look like to go with the eyes and then guessing from there…
I scored a (lousy) 18 out of 38 which means I ought to have a hard time understanding a person’s mental state via facing clues. But that’s OK, since I tend to make up for it by having fairly acute hearing/auditory skills and understand externalities that drive people.
Given a glance into someone’s eyes, I’ll take their bank balance, age, and other data, rather than just let the “eyes have it” thanks.
Around the Ranch:
Dealing With “Design” Matters
Elaine and I had a most interesting discussion on Sunday and it’s symptomatic of something which has been bothering me for a long time – namely the role of design versus the role of function when it comes to building things.
The conversation started when I remarked about the wood order that I’d be picking up, this week or next, to frame in, finish roofing, then wire, insulate, sheetrock, and finish the deck at the north end of our old mobile home (modular, if you insist) out here in the woods of East Texas.
I figured I’d need about 47 eight food two-by-fours and 10-sheets of roofing metal to make it weather-tight and some windows (which I’ve been scanning Craigslist for, but we may have to resort to Lowes on).
Somewhere along the way – about the discussion of the metal roofing – Elaine postulated that there may be some reason for modern roofing to be flat with ridges every 6-10 inches, instead of the old corrugated roofing which was simply a bend or roll every 3 inches, or so.
Carrying the thought further, she began wondering if the design change had something to do with how water is controlled coming off the roof and she mused a bit about how there must be some design aspect to the roofing metal that was non-apparent.
“Marketing, is what it is all about, dear…” I explained. I then extolled my viewpoint for a few minutes about how by having a particular design with ribs in the metal x inches and flat valleys, a big retailer like Lowes would have a reason to stick with one brand of roofing metal over time…so that people like me who buy part of a project, and then come along later to finish it off, will still have access to the same material.
“Another factor is likely building codes,” I proffered. “By having the ridges in the metal every x inches, the metal would tell any idiot-level installer (I noticed the kitchen mirror) how to space out fasteners to meet building codes.”
Another idea I tossed out was that in the old days, corrugated was made one way, and flat & valley was rolled another…as machinery and dies to roll metal have advanced from the invention of “corrugated galvanized iron” which goes back nearly 200 years according to Wikipedia:
“Corrugated galvanised iron (colloquially corrugated iron or pailing (in Caribbean English), occasionally abbreviated CGI) is a building material composed of sheets of hot-dip galvanised mild steel, cold-rolled to produce a linear corrugated pattern in them. The corrugations increase the bending strength of the sheet in the direction perpendicular to the corrugations, but not parallel to them. Normally each sheet is manufactured longer in its strong direction.
CGI is lightweight and easily transported. It was and still is widely used especially in rural and military buildings such as sheds and water tanks. Its unique properties were used in the development of countries like Australia from the 1840s, and it is still helping developing countries today.
CGI was invented in the 1820s in Britain by Henry Palmer, architect and engineer to the London Dock Company.