My dearest Nora, wherever thou mayst roam,
Previously unbeknownst to me was the return of the PGA Tour! Last year, I jumped in during the month of June on a complete whim on an anxiety-riddled and quite sleepless evening. The Golf Channel was televising some amateur match and I was stricken by the calm and hushed tone of the announcers...it was such a welcome change from the majority of other television channels. As you may recall, I'm a quiet and reserved person generally and loud-mouthed television personalities are particularly grating. As I was saying, before I knew what had happened, two anxiety-free and relaxing hours had passed. I had found my anti-anxiety wonder drug, without requiring prescription medication! All I had to do was put on the Golf Channel for a bit and all was calm. Naturally, I had to devise a more practical approach and began imagining myself out there on the course on a nice, crisp and cold day, all by myself...nothing but me and the chirping birds. Terribly effective, especially when my patience is being tried by my annoyingly immature and sloppy roommates.
Looking forward to the year in PGA Tour golf!
May the grace of He keep you always,
J.O. Morris
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
New techologies!
My dearest Nora, wherever thou mayst roam,
Whilst listening to NPR in the shower this morning, I heard talk of the upcoming Consumer Electronics Show. This used to be something that would get me a bit excited, but after years and years of disappointing and seemingly pointless consumer garbage, I became disinterested. Fast forwarding to today, that old magic feeling has returned.
3D television was the big item of focus. 3D television. I know that 3D movies were kind of an unsuccessful undertaking in the 1950s, with quite limited use until the present. 3D television. It seems as though one must still adorn some sort of eyewear to participate, which is disappointing. I'm sure that someday there will be technology to shed the shades, and only then can I imagine any real widespread success of such products. The cost, the relative inconvenience, and lack of 3D programming (ESPN's coverage of the World Cup will be first, and some other network will soon offer its own dedicated 3D channel...not nearly enough considering the cost, and the fact that the network, although I've forgotten which, is a crappy one) will hold this back. Still a terribly exciting prospect, though. I'd love to watch Ken Burns' "Jazz" program, or Rick Steves' Europe in 3D! I think golf would be mildly entertaining for a minute, but I wouldn't mind if that stayed in 2D. Hmm.
Laser handheld projectors sound amazing and more practical than 3D televisions. I can imagine such technology could possibly be incorporated in medicine, perhaps best fit on the battlefield. However, not knowing much about any of those situations, I don't know the actual practicality.
Some of the items in the video in the article I read (http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/technology/8440338.stm) are still the same kind of garbage, especially the last two items... an alarm for when you've wandered to far from your phone (!?) and a wireless speaker integrated into a bedside lamp. Mmhm.
At any rate, it's exciting to see some of my childhood, Back-to-the-Future-fueled dreams of future technology kind of creeping out. Highly portable, practical mobile television was one thing that had desperately dreamed for around the age of 7 or 8, and now apparently with the switch to digital television broadcast has made that a possibility and such devices are also on display at the convention. Quite amazing, although I have no desire to own one at present. Even my MP3 player hardly gets any use these days.
The one piece of technology I dreamed of as a child, and still am patiently waiting for, is the hoverboard.
May the grace of He keep you always,
J.O. Morris
Whilst listening to NPR in the shower this morning, I heard talk of the upcoming Consumer Electronics Show. This used to be something that would get me a bit excited, but after years and years of disappointing and seemingly pointless consumer garbage, I became disinterested. Fast forwarding to today, that old magic feeling has returned.
3D television was the big item of focus. 3D television. I know that 3D movies were kind of an unsuccessful undertaking in the 1950s, with quite limited use until the present. 3D television. It seems as though one must still adorn some sort of eyewear to participate, which is disappointing. I'm sure that someday there will be technology to shed the shades, and only then can I imagine any real widespread success of such products. The cost, the relative inconvenience, and lack of 3D programming (ESPN's coverage of the World Cup will be first, and some other network will soon offer its own dedicated 3D channel...not nearly enough considering the cost, and the fact that the network, although I've forgotten which, is a crappy one) will hold this back. Still a terribly exciting prospect, though. I'd love to watch Ken Burns' "Jazz" program, or Rick Steves' Europe in 3D! I think golf would be mildly entertaining for a minute, but I wouldn't mind if that stayed in 2D. Hmm.
Laser handheld projectors sound amazing and more practical than 3D televisions. I can imagine such technology could possibly be incorporated in medicine, perhaps best fit on the battlefield. However, not knowing much about any of those situations, I don't know the actual practicality.
Some of the items in the video in the article I read (http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/technology/8440338.stm) are still the same kind of garbage, especially the last two items... an alarm for when you've wandered to far from your phone (!?) and a wireless speaker integrated into a bedside lamp. Mmhm.
At any rate, it's exciting to see some of my childhood, Back-to-the-Future-fueled dreams of future technology kind of creeping out. Highly portable, practical mobile television was one thing that had desperately dreamed for around the age of 7 or 8, and now apparently with the switch to digital television broadcast has made that a possibility and such devices are also on display at the convention. Quite amazing, although I have no desire to own one at present. Even my MP3 player hardly gets any use these days.
The one piece of technology I dreamed of as a child, and still am patiently waiting for, is the hoverboard.
May the grace of He keep you always,
J.O. Morris
DIY remedies
To whom it may concern:
I quite fancy making these videos and I wish I had more subject matter for them. In time, I reckon, in time. This is not something I personally experienced, but heard from my nurse friend not long after taking her first job after college.
I laughed uncontrollably for hours at the images conjured up by this tale after it was originally related to me, and it still nearly reduces me to tears each time I think of it. The best part is that the woman wasn't solemn or embarrassed as most people might expect. In fact, she was apparently proud of her DIY ingenuity. One must hand it to her...can't say as though I'd have thought of such a treatment.
All the best,
J.O. Morris
I quite fancy making these videos and I wish I had more subject matter for them. In time, I reckon, in time. This is not something I personally experienced, but heard from my nurse friend not long after taking her first job after college.
I laughed uncontrollably for hours at the images conjured up by this tale after it was originally related to me, and it still nearly reduces me to tears each time I think of it. The best part is that the woman wasn't solemn or embarrassed as most people might expect. In fact, she was apparently proud of her DIY ingenuity. One must hand it to her...can't say as though I'd have thought of such a treatment.
All the best,
J.O. Morris
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
One of my first experiences with...um, exceptional patients
To whom it may concern:
I've just seen the fantastic "Patient faking seizure in ER" and was reminded of an experience whilst shadowing a neurologist one fine morning.
All the best,
J.O. Morris
I've just seen the fantastic "Patient faking seizure in ER" and was reminded of an experience whilst shadowing a neurologist one fine morning.
All the best,
J.O. Morris
Resignation
My dearest Nora, wherever thou mayst roam,
I've just learned that Old Flame became engaged on New Year's Eve, and my immediate reaction was an anguished one. I felt as though someone hit me square in the chest with a battering ram. What hurts even more is that I felt that way. I'm mad at myself for obviously still feeling so strongly for her, even after all of the heartache and misery she brought to me.
How can this possibly be?
Perhaps jealousy is tangled up in the formula. Marriage, even at the age of 5, has been my most sought-after desire. Three engagements have recently been revealed to me and I've not felt happy about any of them, though the realisation that I should is there. Depression must play some part in this, as well.
The need to get my head straight is now more apparent than ever. I am hereby announcing my intent to resign from this position of gloominess and misery and buy up the controlling share of stock in J.O. Morris, Inc.
May the grace of He keep you always,
J.O. Morris
I've just learned that Old Flame became engaged on New Year's Eve, and my immediate reaction was an anguished one. I felt as though someone hit me square in the chest with a battering ram. What hurts even more is that I felt that way. I'm mad at myself for obviously still feeling so strongly for her, even after all of the heartache and misery she brought to me.
How can this possibly be?
Perhaps jealousy is tangled up in the formula. Marriage, even at the age of 5, has been my most sought-after desire. Three engagements have recently been revealed to me and I've not felt happy about any of them, though the realisation that I should is there. Depression must play some part in this, as well.
The need to get my head straight is now more apparent than ever. I am hereby announcing my intent to resign from this position of gloominess and misery and buy up the controlling share of stock in J.O. Morris, Inc.
May the grace of He keep you always,
J.O. Morris
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Visions of the future
My dearest Nora, wherever thou mayst roam,
As I was showering in preparation for an evening at a friend's, A Prairie Home Companion helped me pass the time. I've taken comfort in the program in my automobile on a Saturday evening, mostly driving to an out-of-the-way grocery store to savour the time away from my roommates.
I first heard the production, however, on a Sunday morning after a visit to Old Flame's church. It was March and still slightly cool outside...quite comfortable. The down-home, suspended-in-a-time-gone-by atmosphere grabbed hold of me, as you would probably expect.
As I was saying, though, tonight's program was a retrospective and during a segment in which a mother was calling her son from The Price Is Right studios just before going on, my mind drifted from the humourous proceedings and thought how nice it might be to have a cozy little house sort of out of the way, and to be listening to the program as my wife and I prepare and consume dinner together. It'd be a Saturday evening ritual, even when children enter the picture. I would hope that it'd be something they'd look back on many years down the road and feel a sense of warmness and joy at the time we all spent together.
Yes, I quite like to dream of such things and anxiously await the chance to make them a reality.
May the grace of He keep you always,
J.O. Morris
As I was showering in preparation for an evening at a friend's, A Prairie Home Companion helped me pass the time. I've taken comfort in the program in my automobile on a Saturday evening, mostly driving to an out-of-the-way grocery store to savour the time away from my roommates.
I first heard the production, however, on a Sunday morning after a visit to Old Flame's church. It was March and still slightly cool outside...quite comfortable. The down-home, suspended-in-a-time-gone-by atmosphere grabbed hold of me, as you would probably expect.
As I was saying, though, tonight's program was a retrospective and during a segment in which a mother was calling her son from The Price Is Right studios just before going on, my mind drifted from the humourous proceedings and thought how nice it might be to have a cozy little house sort of out of the way, and to be listening to the program as my wife and I prepare and consume dinner together. It'd be a Saturday evening ritual, even when children enter the picture. I would hope that it'd be something they'd look back on many years down the road and feel a sense of warmness and joy at the time we all spent together.
Yes, I quite like to dream of such things and anxiously await the chance to make them a reality.
May the grace of He keep you always,
J.O. Morris
Friday, January 1, 2010
A tribute to greatness
Dear Jack Benny,
You don't know me, having died approximately 8 years before my birth, but I know you very well.
I'd first heard of you on a PBS program showcasing the greatest of television comedians. It's difficult to admit, but the presentation on you did little for me. However, a year or two later when we bought a high definition television, I was watching a digital broadcast channel called RTV (Retro Television Network). I believe Perry Mason had caught my eye at first, as I'm a huge fan of that program. After a brief commercial break, your program started and I had a mind to go in search of something else.
I am, a bit less than a year later, so incredibly overjoyed that I did not.
What I like most about your show is its simple presentation, not relying on flashy stage decoration and other such distractions...the comedy stands for itself. Despite being 50+ years old, almost all of the material could've just as easily been written in this day and age...that is, of course, if comedy show writers weren't so keen on taking the cheap, raunchy road to get a laugh.
It might amuse you to learn that I have subconsciously adopted your hand-to-cheek response in comically exasperating moments and had a great laugh when I realised it. I make Jack Benny violin jokes in hopes that I might connect with others out there who also enjoy your program, but so far, my search is in vain. However, my grandmother and I did have a somewhat lengthy conversation about you and your program, and we had quite a laugh whilst doing so.
Thank you, Mr. Benny, for the hours up on hours of quality entertainment. I'll do what I can to pass your show on to my children, should I ever have any, and to whomever else I can.
All the best,
J.O. Morris
P.S. You never did look a day over 39.
You don't know me, having died approximately 8 years before my birth, but I know you very well.
I'd first heard of you on a PBS program showcasing the greatest of television comedians. It's difficult to admit, but the presentation on you did little for me. However, a year or two later when we bought a high definition television, I was watching a digital broadcast channel called RTV (Retro Television Network). I believe Perry Mason had caught my eye at first, as I'm a huge fan of that program. After a brief commercial break, your program started and I had a mind to go in search of something else.
I am, a bit less than a year later, so incredibly overjoyed that I did not.
What I like most about your show is its simple presentation, not relying on flashy stage decoration and other such distractions...the comedy stands for itself. Despite being 50+ years old, almost all of the material could've just as easily been written in this day and age...that is, of course, if comedy show writers weren't so keen on taking the cheap, raunchy road to get a laugh.
It might amuse you to learn that I have subconsciously adopted your hand-to-cheek response in comically exasperating moments and had a great laugh when I realised it. I make Jack Benny violin jokes in hopes that I might connect with others out there who also enjoy your program, but so far, my search is in vain. However, my grandmother and I did have a somewhat lengthy conversation about you and your program, and we had quite a laugh whilst doing so.
Thank you, Mr. Benny, for the hours up on hours of quality entertainment. I'll do what I can to pass your show on to my children, should I ever have any, and to whomever else I can.
All the best,
J.O. Morris
P.S. You never did look a day over 39.
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