I can’t count the number of times I’ve had a similar conversation, both as the inquisitor and as the embarrassed person who failed to find the obvious solution. It makes you wonder how many choices are out there that you just never see.
That’s why I always find it so helpful to discuss issues with third parties. Inevitably, they bring a unique perspective to the table. Not that I always take their advice, but it is always good to have alternatives.
It’s almost as if the fifth dimension (rather than being a band that sings about the Age of Aquarius), is a land of invisible options. It’s a place that we sense, but can’t seem to access, try as hard as we might.
“Why didn’t I think of that?” I ask, while pressing my nose against the window of that quirky dimension.
I suppose that if we always got things right, there would be no challenges in this world. There would be no room for improvement, and nothing to strive for. It would certainly squelch all creativity and innovation. What would be the point?
I like the concept that there are choices out there that we don’t see. I like unlimited possibilities. I only hope that we figure things out at the most critical junctures, because much hangs in the balance. But it kind of makes me wonder if it’s ever possible to get something completely “right”.
I don’t know how I got so lucky, but I seem to have stumbled upon two of the Seattle area’s best kept secrets. The first is the neighborhood where I just bought my house. It’s a hidden little hamlet that most people do not even realize exists. Therein lies its charm. We don’t get a lot of visitors. The hubbub is kept to a bare minimum. It’s the kind of place where everybody knows everybody, and you feel like you can keep your doors unlocked. (But I resist that urge, in case you’re wondering.)
When I get within a quarter mile of home, it’s like I’ve entered an oasis after having spent weeks in a desert, and I’m about to plunge into a crystal blue spring. It feels good to scrub off the dust of the trail, figuratively speaking. Bliss.
The second is a public park within walking distance of my house. I never see many people there, and once you’re about a block off the highway, even though we’re not that far from the bustle of Seattle, it’s as if you’ve plunged into a forest primeval. Nature just runs right up to you and cradles you in its arms.
It is a place where you can soak your feet in a cool mountain stream on a hot summer’s day, or lie in a field, gazing up, up, up at old growth forest. I can’t begin to tell you how thrilled I am to have a getaway like this, practically in my own back yard. It takes my breath away. I can’t wait to see how it changes with the seasons!
And if you think for one second that I’m going to tell you where these gems are, you are out of your mind. Finding serenity and peace in this area is as rare as hen’s teeth. If you have a place like this, guard it with your life.
Ya know, just when you think you’ve seen it all, something new and stunning comes along. The award for the inventor who obviously hasn’t thought things through, in my opinion, has got to go to Kirk Kjellberg, the creator of Ideal Conceal.
Ideal conceal is a .380-caliber pistol that, when folded up, looks just like a cell phone. When I saw that, my first thought was, “What could possibly go wrong?” Oh, where to begin.
For a start, since with one click of the safety it opens and is ready to fire, I picture a lot of unintended injuries. Kids love to play with their parent’s phones. And do we really need a gun that reminds us of a transformer?
Also, as if it weren’t bad enough that cops are shooting people who may or may not be holding a weapon, now they’ll be viewing every cell phone as a possible weapon. So if you say, “Hold on, officer, let me call my lawyer,” you will now risk being blown away. And for the love of God, don’t take any selfies in their vicinity!
I won’t even get into the fact that you could get pretty darned far into an airport with one of these babies before an x-ray machine would reveal that you’re armed. Am I the only one who finds that disturbing? It’s almost as scary as the incredible interest the public has already shown in purchasing this thing.
I understand that a lot of people have concealed weapons permits. I get that. But if you have to have a gun so concealed that it’s right out there in plain sight and yet deceiving everyone around you, I’d be curious to know your motivation. I’d also like to avoid you.