Two months ago, a homeless guy I have never met in my life, driving from Florida to Ohio, with a beater car, a mutt, and $300 to his name runs out of gas in Alabama. Walking in the dark with a gas can, the cops stop him, call an ambulance, and have the guy taken to the hospital for a psyche evaluation. He ends up in the hospital for 3 days. Car is impounded (he doesn't know where), dog taken to a shelter (he doesn't know where). While trying to find his car and dog, gets the cheapest hotel
(in my town) he can find while he tries to sort out the mess he's in. To help with the dwindling cash flow, he gets a job at Waffle House near the hotel. Come to find out, Waffle House wants him to start at their other location, some 7.6 miles in a neighboring town. He gets walking, where my wife, who has never picked up a stranger in her life, feels like helping, getting the guy to his job. Next night, while about to sit down to the juicy porkchop I have ever grilled, sidelined by creamy mash potatoes, my wife gets a text from this guy saying he's found his dog and would I please give him a ride across town to get Stevia back. I knew nothing about this guy, his life, his character, and so I hit my knees and asked God if I should help him. And I didn't get an answer from God. I didn't get a 'yes, go help' and I didn't get a 'no, don't go.' And when I don't get a clear answer from God, I know its Him saying essentially, 'it's your choice' So I chose to help (the porkchop could wait). I went and picked up this complete stranger and gave him a ride to the animal shelter, where he signed a promissory note to take his dog back into his care. He shed tears of joy and that puppy's tail was wagging like a Cessna propeller. The next day I help the guy go get his car from the impound. I say all of this not to boast of myself. I tell you this because there are other people out there in the world like me, and we love other people and love to have meaningful relationships.
I don't think it is a coincidence that the decline of Americans attending churches (any church) corresponds with increased feelings of isolation, depression, anxiety. The positive outcomes of the social networks of religion are not easily replaced with virtual hangouts and social media posts.
You can find it in religion. The men in the church from 18 to 108 :) all form a quorum, united in belief and brotherhood, finding ways to serve each other and others outside the organization.
I find the relationship/friendship with my wife most enriching in my life. And when SHTF (as it does in any relationship), she stood by my side, my greatest ally, and champion.
I don't think there is an error thinking there ought to be more. I think we need to find what fills that emptiness. Something that gives life, your life, a sense of purpose and meaning. For me, it's knowing that I chose to come to this planet. It's knowing why I choose to come, what I'm supposed to do while I am here. And when I do what I know is right, I feel the emptiness fill up and I become much more than I could ever alone.
Boardgames: Hanabi, The Voyages of Marco Polo, Innovation, Splendor ( I play all these at boardgamearena.com) Hanabi is especially good for logic, deduction.
I never thought about it like this. This makes a lot of sense and is blowing my mind. I've worked at the same company for the last 16 years partly because of fear of losing healthcare.
I took your advice, dropped everything, and spent the last hour watching Patrick Winston's lecture. What a master class in public speaking! I'll be revisiting this lecture to take in-depth notes.
I find the most joy in meaningful relationships I have fostered with my wife and kids over the last 18 years. That joy is further enrichened and deepened by my unwavering belief in a plan created by God to preserve those relationships after this mortal life. I also find joy when I help other people, recently GED tutoring, bringing meals to those in need, and helping elderly neighbors with yard work.
I use argparse daily. One CLI script I have uses over 1000 LOC to define all the commands/arguments/flags. Am I doing something wrong? Is there a way to unclutter my CLI script but still have the commands? Import them from another file, perhaps?
I struggled to find humor in that as well. I guess its the unexpected juxtaposition of animals having a casual lunch at the picnic table ... didn't resonate with me.
Just this year I read that a new insight about eigenvalues/eigenvectors had just been discovered, shocking the math world that a new insight from linear algebra could be discovered.
As one who read the poem and was caught away by the sense of adventure it instilled and dreams of treasure, I read up on the chase. Turns out, the chest was not buried. If you were in the right spot from the poem, you could see it was just placed on the ground.
We make water meters, radios for water meters, mobile radio receivers that go in utility trucks, fixed radio receivers that go on towers. I test the new and old products, using a lot of Python to automate and speed up testing.
Why can't we collectively say, no Americans have to pay mortgages/rent for x months. No small/medium sized businesses have to pay business loans for x months. Everyone focus on social distancing and making sure everyone has food and shelter. Weather this out, and start back up after peak infections/hospitalizations has been dealt with.