Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Should You Trust Your Feelings?

Let us say you see a big monster in the deep, dark forest with nothing around for as far as you can see, which is not that far considering the forest is deep and dark. I say dark because it is and deep because I hear it a lot on the movies and the word sounds cool when associated with a forest. So what are you doing in such a forest, and is it not a little silly to be in such a place? Why yes it is, but I needed an example for this post to answer whether you should truth your feelings or not, so please entertain the thought of you being ignorant enough to be in this forest. So what should you do when you see such a monster?

First of all, what does your Guidebook on Monsters say about this situation? Even if you did have such a book, you probably would not have time to look up the answer. Furthermore, if you are anything like me, even if you read the answer in the book, you probably would not remember it. With all that typed, you basically have no knowledge of what to do, so what other authority should you turn to? Maybe you should consider what else you have with you.

Well, did you bring your feelings with you? If so, what do you feel? Do you feel fear? Maybe the fear is telling you to get away from the monster as fast as you can. Okay, you better run! Now that you are running, you think to yourself, maybe my feelings were telling me to hide instead. Oh well. It is too late now.

So when you think are away after running awhile, you find yourself in a dark, cold, muggy place—entirely different type of atmosphere than before. What is this place? It is very weird, and I am not sure it is a good weird. Your feelings tell you that it could be a pond because there is water here. Then you hear a gurgling, and the water feels a little acidic.

The monster you were running away from likes to play with his food, and he likes to see his food run, which is why he let you run. This particular monster has very good senses, and he sensed you right away, so of course, hiding would not have worked. Unfortunately, he is an even better runner, so yes, you guessed it (if you did not, then, no, you did not guess it), you are in the monster’s stomach!

Do you get out alive? What will happen if you do not get out of the monster? For this blog post, I am not here to write stories, but I am here to write an example to help answer the question "Should you trust your feelings?" So what does that mean for the end of this story? Well, the answer to the question of what happens next may be forever left unwritten.

You might say that who knows this story might have ended well because the monster was actually a good monster and ate you because there was a bigger monster about to eat you, and he was bad. Since the good monster ate you, the bad monster was like, "Oh well. I tried." Then he left. The good monster spit you out, and you became lifetime, close friends.

However, since I am the story designer, without giving the ending away, I do type that the monster was bad and wanted the acid in his stomach to digest you. Sorry.

You might also say that maybe there is no right answer, and you would get eaten anyway whether you trusted your feelings or not. While that may be true in certain situations, I want to point out that you jumped to a decision before evaluating every choice—and it would have only taken several seconds longer. You could have hidden—of course, that was wrong too. If you would have taken the time to look at the monster and use your critical thinking, you would have seen him already notice you and that he is so built for speed, so you could have ruled out the options from your feelings. And if you quickly glanced around, you would have noticed a small cave behind you (the moon had conveniently come out and was shining on it). If you had gone into that cave and waited out the monster, you would have survived because the cave opening was smaller than the build of the monster.

Now you might say, you only setup this scenario to prove that trusting your feelings are wrong, but it does not prove a thing! Well, first, I want to answer the question "Should you trust your feelings?" Second, I never typed what I wanted to prove. I would just like to show that feelings are unreliable. While this scenario may seem unlikely, you never know what could happen, and you have to admit, it could take place (possibly substituting the monster for a real creature). With that typed, I believe this example does help show that feelings are unreliable.

However, if that is not enough, let us consider what the truth of God's Word states. The wisest person that ever lived, King Solomon, wrote, "A fool vents all his feelings, But a wise man holds them back" (Proverbs 29:11). In other words, a wise man thinks and examines  before "venting," which I believe can also apply to our situation to a certain degree. So you should have thought and examined the situation before relying on your entirely on your flood of feelings. So now you say, you set me up for failure by putting me in this example! But I type, well, you decided to read it. Okay, maybe you never said any of those things that I typed of you saying, Oh well. Hopefully the point still comes across.

With all that typed, if you had relied on your critical thinking in the first place, you probably would not have been in the deep, dark forest. We all make mistakes though. (This thought was generously donated by an unnamed person after I forcibly and nicely read the blog post to them.)

For now, maybe you can write a suggested ending to the story in the comments with the parameters I have given. Who knows, I may even include your ending in this blog post, and that is an amazing thing because of all the popularity I do not get. However, some of my family members may read, so you can always hope! Thanks for reading,


Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Our Clones and Their Names

As I have mentioned in My Clone Army Has Begun post, my assistant and I have built a clone after us. We decided to not give him a growth serum, but let him grow normally. His name is Josiah. I like to call him Jose—unlike the Spanish pronunciation, the "J" is pronounced. The best way to describe Jose at this point is that he likes technology, is very inquisitive, is shy, likes to laugh (the tough part is getting him to laugh—my assistant and I have figured it out though), stubborn (like me), and is very adorable—of course, I am biased.

My Blog post When Will Weird No Longer Be Weird gives the goal for our clones where we gave the hint of our next clone, and she is well on the way. We have decided to call her Amelia, and her official nickname, as official as it can be, is Ella. However, she also has been dubbed with Boo—thanks to the way we announced her to others. We used a Boo doll from Monsters, Inc., and the name stuck! Of course, we could have used glue remover to unstick the name, but we liked the name. It is too early to describe Amelia, but we already know she will be beautiful and great like my assistant.

Now you might be thinking okay, whatever, this is boring. Then I might ask, well, why did you continue reading? How about leaving before getting to this point? You might reply, I just got bored when you figured out that I was bored, which interested me to keep reading to see what you would say about my boredom. Furthermore, you say that it is amazing that you have predicted everything I would think—it is almost as if you are putting these thoughts into my head with your put-thoughts-into-your-blog-readers-mind machine. To which I would respond, wait, how did you know I had such a machine?! However, I would catch myself and use my erase-the-news-of-my-put-thoughts-into-your-blog-readers-mind-machine machine.

So where were we? Oh, you forgot? That is okay—I forget all the time too, as my mind does not remember much at all. However, I have not forgotten our clones Josiah or Amelia. Besides hiring my assistant, they were two of the best decisions ever! Where do we go from here? Only God knows, and we will continue to strive after Him for wisdom and guidance.

Before closing, here is a word from my assistant:
I look forward to the new addition of this clone in our group. 
[Insertion from Jeremy: I am waiting for my assistant to provide more, but for some reason, she  is nervous to be writing in front of my many, many blog readers. Of course, I just reminded her that almost all of my blog readers are just my family—if that. In fact, it might only be me reading it from multiple devices as I try to increase the pageview stats to make myself feel like it is worth writing these things. Okay, now I feel like I have hijacked my assistant’s word. Sorry about that. Moving on.]
Our first clone Josiah has taught me so much, and I love being part of his life. I loved how Jeremy described him, and I would add that Jose is soft hearted. He loves to please and does not like to see us sad. Since I am a girl assistant, I really look forward to my new girl clone who I can teach and share my life and experiences like princesses, horses, and beautiful dresses. It was really hard to choose a name, but we are really excited about the name Amelia for our sweet new clone. :-)
TTFN. Ta ta for now,


Sunday, January 19, 2014

Criticisms of People with the Last Name of Ham

I am a no good ham-stuffed pig of a person! Get it? My last name is Ham, and I said ham-stuffed pig of a person? Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha—I crack myself up! ... Uh oh, look, my arm just fell off due to the cracking. I am falling apart. Hmmm, what other names can I use to make fun of me?

Of course, there is WeirdHamster—my official nickname. It is official because I typed it in a blog post just now—therefore, it is official. There are other names that can be made up from the last name of Ham. Some which have been made up by others to refer to me or others like me (that is, those with the last name of Ham). Hamster or hambone tend to be popular ones, but there are many, many options.

For example, here are some following options: smoked ham, hot ham, boneless ham, bitter ham, tasteless ham, fake ham, turkey ham (which is really yummy by the way). cool ham, sappy ham (not sure why tree sap would be in ham but whatever—oh, I guess there might be such a thing as maple ham), shaved ham, sliced ham, chopped ham, hammy ham, and the list goes on.

So where I am going with this? Well soon I might go to the food store because I am getting hungry. I wonder what I would buy ... Hmmm, I could buy some ... HAM! Excuse me, Mr. Checkout Person, I want to buy myself. Why? Because my last name is Ham! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! So funny!!!

Have people ever made fun of the last name of Ham before? Why yes they have. Not necessarily to me (though I have a terrible memory), but I have seen it done. I have seen it done mostly as a joke and laughing with the person, but I have also seen it done as a serious criticism—they actually tried to use it to make the person feel bad (because they had nothing good to argue with so all they were left with was name calling). But who can feel bad with the name of Ham? Ha ha! it is funny!!! Please do not say my last name, as I might just burst out laughing in front of you and that might be awkward.

So anyway, where was I? Oh, that is right, HAM! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Oh, I just thought of a new name. I was thinking about maniacal laugh because the Muppets are cool, and if you do not know what I am typing about, then you are missing out. Sorry. So what about maniacal ham?!?!?! Ha! The combination of two funny things make one extremely, absolutely hilarious thing! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!! Maniacal ham... maniacal ham. Ha ha! It works! I like it!

And so, I will leave you with the best criticism of the last name Ham of all. Maniacal ham! Oh yeah.

TTFN. Ta ta for now,