the corrections

I bowled in a league one year in like sixth grade. Sometimes kids would have this thing where they wouldn't follow through straight and their ball would veer to the left every time. So their solution would be to stand farther to the right. This would just lead their ball to veer more dramatically to the left, until they'd be standing all the way on the right side, and still sometimes bowling into the left gutter. Instead, what the kid needed to be doing was move farther to the left, as then this would cause them to alter their follow-through in the right direction.

I've been surprised at how many times I've since returned to this experience as a internal personal metaphor in one situation or another. "This is just like bowling. If your ball goes left, you need to move to the left--not to the right," I think. Including a recent circumstance, but not one I can blog about.

i just had a brilliant idea!

Brilliant, I tell you! I wish it was a brilliant substantive idea. Instead, it's just a gimmicky idea for this talk I have to give. Still, I'll take what I can get on the brilliance front.

(Sorry, the idea is a secret, at least for now, and forever if I can't pull it off. Actually, come to think of it, probably even if I do pull it off, for strategic reasons. Why am I even posting this then? I don't know, I'm excited, give me my moment of cryptic-brilliance-feeling.)

eek!

I have a major life decision that I need to make in the next 26 hours. Stay tuned to JFW for updates.

Strangely, things would be much simpler if it's wasn't for me being happier than I was, say, eight months ago, and considerably happier than I was, say, two years ago. Darn my upwardly trending affect!