Summer Candy

Black cherry tomatoes and some-other-kind-of cherry tomatoes ready daily for pick-'n-eat treats:

Thought for the Day 11.0

"Never let the lizard send an email."

I laughed out loud when I read this, of course, precisely because my lizard brain has sent some doozy emails that I wish I could take back. (And I have received emails sent by others' lizard brains.)

The quote is from Seth Godin's Linchpin: Are You Indispensable? I'm on my second read of this book and have underlined lots of pithy statements like the above.

To understand his meaning you have to read chapter xx (they aren't numbered), "The Resistance." Godin's "lizard brain" is the flip side of Steven Pressfield's "resistance" as defined in the latter's book The War of Art: Winning the Inner Creative Battle. (Godin's Domino Project published a short version of The War of Art called Do the Work as a free e-book available on Amazon. It's no longer free, but Pressfield's short and long treatise on "resistance" are both worth the read.)

The lizard brain is what kicks in when resistance to creativity, starting, and shipping arises. Godin describes the lizard brain this way (p. 107 in Linchpin):

Your lizard brain, the part that the [creative force] has no control over, is working overtime to get you to shut up, sit down, and do your (day) job. It will invent stories, illnesses, emergencies, and distractions in order to keep the genius bottled up. The resistance is afraid. Afraid of what will happen to you (and to it) if the ideas get out, if your gifts are received, if the magic happens.

If we aren't aware of the existence of resistance, if we don't do battle daily with the lizard brain, then we have become overtaken by it and live in submission to it.

Why should the lizard never be allowed to send an email? Because it's usually an act of self-sabotage; an effort by the lizard to create trouble that will keep us from our true task of starting and shipping creativity to the world.

(Don't misunderstand: not all email is sent by the lizard. If we don't know the ones that are when we hit "Send," we will soon find out.)

For an 18-minute overview of how the lizard and resistance (using different terms) work in the creative process, watch this. (Rather than leaving you to watch the video in peace, I have to add this: I'm always intrigued when I hear secular, or quasi-spiritual, talks that contain ideas or explorations in thought that are more fully explicated in the Bible. There is nothing biblical about this talk, yet the spiritual sources of creativity she discusses [with a helpful overview of creativity from the Roman and Greek perspectives] could easily find a place in the outline of cosmology found in Scripture, imho. Yet many folks are unwilling to end their quest and settle into that outline, for some reason. Too simple, perhaps. As Luke said of the Athenians, "[they] spent their time doing nothing but talking about and listening to the latest ideas" [Acts 17:21].)

So 'Ya Think You Miss Anything by Watching the MSM?

Thanks to Daniel for the link:

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So 'Ya Think You Can Ride a Bike?

Thanks to Robert for the link.

404: Page Not Found

Everyone has gotten the dreaded "404: Page Not Found" error message when surfing the web. This is the ultimate page not found. Maybe there was something there before; maybe there will be again. But right now, there's nothing.

Life as Story

Chris Seay, pastor of Ecclesia Church in Houston, speaking at the Houston TED conference. Worth a listen: (this is in HD, so crank it up if you can)

Making a Difference for Animals

Great video about The Gentle Barn's efforts to restore neglected animals to a life of safety and dignity, in this case, calves that would otherwise have been left to die. Those rescued animals then become a vehicle for The Gentle Barn's "ministry" to at risk and special needs children and young people. There's a good video of the founder of The Gentle Barn on the Ellen Degeneres Show here.

The Logic of Our Leaders

Crazy Diamond

David Gilmour's musical creativity seems to be boundless. This version of "Shine on You Crazy Diamond" is powerful. Interesting how he uses it as an off-ramp at the end of the set. I love the time change at around 2:35" -- amazing how a simple change of beat affects the feel of the song and the attitude of the listener:

I Know You Love Me, But Do You Like Me?

Michael Hyatt, former CEO and now Chairman of Thomas Nelson book publishers, has a good post about what kind of love keeps a marriage together. It's a guest post by counselor John Marshall, who was asked that question by a young man he was counseling whose marriage was ending.

For Christians, the standard answer has always been agape love—the selfless, sacrificial love where spouses love from the will; they choose to love as God chose to love the world in Christ.

But from the history of his own 30-plus years of marriage, Marshall gave a different answer. He thinks the kind of love that allows marriages to endure is philia, the Greek idea of brotherly love and affection. (Think Philadelphia, city of brotherly love—theoretically.) That's not to discount agape (selfless love) or eros (physical love), but without philia people don't remain friends in the long run. And that's what causes marriages to dissolve.

After painful years of thinking about this subject myself, I think Marshall is addressing a question that I've always put in these terms:

"I know you love me (and thanks for that), but do you like me?"

You can read Michael Hyatt's re-post of John Marshall's original post here. (Or on John Marshall's site here.)

(WK idea: What if significant others, instead of saying, "I love you," started saying, "I like you"? Just a thought.)

A Thousand Sit-ups and Push-ups a Day

Great WSJ article about golf legend Gary Player's fitness regimen. At age 75, he does a thousand push-ups and sit-ups a day—the sit-ups with a hundred-pound weight on his chest. He eats a mostly vegetarian diet and explains why. Pretty inspiring stuff—here.

In his early golf days, Mr. Player says most pros, himself included, didn't think twice about their diet. For the last six years, Mr. Player has followed a mostly vegetarian diet. He says he has much more energy since he's cut out meat. Mr. Player believes that the future of fitness lies in what people eat much more than how active they are. "Nutritionists will be the new trainers." he says. "Diet is 70% of the fitness puzzle."

We're going to the chapel . . .

Beautiful chapel in the Ozark Mountains of Arkansas, Thorncrown Chapel. Lots of beautiful pictures here—and click on the Virtual Tour link as well for 360 degree photos of the interior.

(Thanks to Robert for the link.)

Famous Last Words

"Hey—watch this!"

(thanks to Tom and Ray on Car Talk)

New Cherry Tomatoes

I have four volunteer cherry tomato plants that came up and are fruiting even in the extreme heat we're having. This flower is obviously not a tomato flower but is beautiful nonetheless:

The black cherries are about halfway there. They will turn a bit darker and are larger than red cherry tomatoes and taste wonderful:

Some "regular" cherry tomatoes are also fruiting. I have no idea what variety these are as I have volunteers every spring that just appear from dropped fruit off past plants. I'm always amazed at how plants always find a way to reproduce themselves:

This is my collarless, neighborhood feline friend who appears silently on my front porch several times a week, like Sandburg's fog that "sits looking . . . on silent haunches and then moves on." S/he prefers the water out of my garden watering can to the fresh water I put out for h/er, and turns up h/er nose at the expensive cat food I bought for h/er. Cats. (I think it's a she since, periodically, I will see a tom with a lean and hungry look in his eye sitting, waiting, a few feet away. Men.)

Vegan Men

Nice to see men speaking out for good health and compassion for animals via a plant-based diet:

Vegans in Vegas, May 2011 from Ryan Henn on Vimeo.

Pictures of the Tour de France

A beautiful album of large-format pictures covering the recent Tour de France race, showcasing the incredible scenery, the craziness of the fans, the passion of the riders, and the enormity of the race itself is here.

This sample: Three-time Tour winner Alberto Contador punches a fan dressed as a doctor who was running alongside him on a steep climb sticking a stethoscope on his chest. I saw this on television when it happened but this is a better image. Hopefully this (doofus) fan needed a doctor after Alberto's intervention.

Fiddlesticks

When I was a child, I often heard my father exclaim, "Fiddlesticks!" at a point of frustration. I never thought to ask him what "fiddlesticks" meant and never bothered to find out. A wild guess would suggest it had something to do with a fiddle and some sticks, but what?

Here's an illustration of someone playing fiddlesticks—two light sticks used to tap out a percussive beat on the strings of a fiddle while the fiddle is being played. This musical style apparently developed in early American/pioneer/old time music settings -- but don't know much more about it than that. In a time when musical instruments were at a premium and folks were easily entertained, I guess it was easy to invent new ways of being musical.

And I still don't know why my father used it as an expression.

Santa Barbara, North Carolina

I have mentioned in a couple of posts about the wonderful three days I spent recently in Santa Barbara, California. At church on Sunday morning while there I noticed a number of men wearing traditional Hawaiian-style shirts: loose, square tails worn out, open collars, and beautiful designs and patterns. I wasn't surprised—I've always loved some of these shirts I've seen over the years, especially black ones with huge, white and pink and red hibiscus-family flowers on them.

So Sunday afternoon, my friend Priscilla and I walked up and down the eclectic and charming State Street, Santa Barbara's "Main Street," looking at Hawaiian shirts. We stopped in The Territory Ahead's outlet store and retail store, as well as several smaller shops that had new and vintage shirts. We saw a number of interesting shirts—especially the "real" ones made out of rayon that drapes so nicely—but nothing really stood out. Besides, I was having a hard time convincing myself that I, back in Charlotte (okay, Stallings—even worse), North Carolina, needed a Hawaiian shirt. So I came home without one. No harm, no foul. Life moved on.

A couple of days after being back I came across a video interview with John Lasseter, the Oscar-winning head of Pixar Studios (Toy Story, Cars, etc.). Turns out he's a Hawaiian shirt freak, wearing a different one to work each day, matching the design on the shirt with what he would be working on that day at Pixar (e.g., a shirt with vintage cars on it when working on Cars). The video interview showed him in his house-sized closet at his home where he had 370 different Hawaiian shirts neatly hanging, organized by themes (with another 630 shirts in storage for lack of space in the closet—1,000 Hawaiian shirts total).

I was so turned off with this conspicuous consumption (okay, maybe that would be me if I had a zillion dollars like Lasseter) that I sent the video link to Priscilla with sort of a "see where this Hawaiian shirt thing could lead?" kind of attitude. Nonetheless, she did her research thing and sent me some links to online sources for Hawaiian shirts. "Nope," I wrote back. "I'm not buying a shirt. It's the last thing I need." Case close. Life moved on.

So today I ran an errand to Costco and was cutting through the men's clothing section on the way to get white vinegar when a table of beautiful Hawaiian shirts grabbed me by the tail of my T-shirt and pulled me over. Hawaiian shirts at a Costco in Charlotte? Was I wrong about these shirts being out of place in Charlotte? Apparently so! I caved.

$15 later (a bargain compared to Santa Barbara prices!) I was the colorful owner of my first (and hopefully last) Hawaiian shirt. Having gotten that out of my system, life can finally move on. (I am available for pool parties and vegan luaus within a 50-mile radius of Charlotte. Heck, make it 100.)

Epilogue: While standing in the check-out line at Costco with my shirt sitting protected in the cart's baby seat, there was a friendly looking guy standing behind me, a bit younger than me. I pointed at the shirt: "Think I can get away with wearing that in Charlotte?"

He studied the shirt and smiled: "Sure."

I told him I'd seen lots of guys wearing them in church in California a couple weeks earlier and finally decided to get one. "I guess if God doesn't mind seeing them in church, I shouldn't mind wearing one," I said.

"He doesn't care what we wear," the guy said, "as long as we're there."

Charlotte is one of the (few?) large cities in America where you don't hesitate to mention church to a stranger in the check-out line at Costco. I wasn't too sure about the shirt, but apparently God and Hawaiian shirts have bonded in my hometown. And I'm down.

Pass the pineapple, ya'll.

Rohan Designs: Taking Care of Customers

Quick props to Rohan Designs (LOTR fans have to love the name), a British maker of outdoor clothing that Aragorn and J.R.R. himself would have been proud to wear. They took care of a customer service request for me, at their expense, which they weren't obligated to do. The request was handled without objection—quickly and courteously.

Thanks to Emily, their stateside service rep, who solved the problem for me and who linked me up with her British counterpart to complete the transaction. Even though they could have said "No," they did their best for a customer. Why aren't all companies this eager to serve and win a loyal customer base? I'm happy to point out folks who go above and beyond in the line of duty.

Check out Rohan—they're even having a huge sale right now.

The Thrill of Victory, The Agony of Victory

Today's stage in the Tour de France was among the greatest in the history of the race, or so said the commentators. If you're not a Tour follower, the details will take too long to explain. But these pictures, as usual, are worth thousands of words:

The rarified heights of today's stage climb—the highest in the history of the Tour. There were places where the road literally clung to the side of a sheer mountainside:

This young man, Luxembourg's Andy Schleck, broke away from the pack and crossed the finish line alone, moving up to second place in the overall standings:

His father, Johnny Schleck, a former Tour rider himself, had to help Andy walk after he got off the bike:

The price these guys pay is unimaginable to us who haven't done it -- up to six hours a day on the bike for 21 days (w/ two rest days) riding and climbing from one end of France to the other:

But the rewards are sweet. Not only did Andy win today's stage (first pic), he also won the Most Aggressive Rider award for his solo breakaway (second pic):

This man, France's Thomas Voeckler, has been leading the Tour for the last 9 days, and he held on to the leader's (Yellow) jersey today by a mere 15 seconds after nearly three weeks of racing. He was cooked when he finished:

Voeckler couldn't even get off his bike at the end. He stayed in this position for a full minute, trying to get oxygen at 8,000 feet, while his team manager kept the press away—who stood respectfully quiet while Voeckler tried to recover:

But recover he did, to receive his tenth Yellow Jersey as leader of the Tour:

It was appropriate, after such a historic stage, that Belgium's Eddy Merckx (background, in blue shirt) was on the podium to congratulate Schleck and Voeckler. Merckx is considered the greatest professional bike rider in history, and was known as "The Cannibal" in his racing days for the way he chewed up opponents on the road:

ABC Sports' Jim McKay was well known for opening the Olympic games on ABC for decades by describing the "thrill of victory and the agony of defeat." Today's Tour stage showcased not only the thrill of victory, but the agony of victory as well.

Vive Le Tour!