By all means, let’s be open-minded, but not so open-minded that our brains drop out. (Richard Dawkins)
The rate at which a person can mature is directly proportional to the embarrassment he can tolerate. – Douglas Engelbart
One person’s embarrassment is another person’s accountability. – Tom Price
But I learned that there’s a certain character that can be built from embarrassing yourself endlessly. If you can sit happy with embarrassment there’s not much else that can really get to ya. – Christian Bale
Would you rather win a Nobel Prize or be a rockstar? I came across this question the other day and it got me thinking.
I would rather win a Nobel Prize. As a Nobel Prize winner, I would receive recognition for my achievements and it would be a great honor. It would open up possibilities for grant money or really cool jobs. I would also receive cash prizes, which is nice.
If I was a rockstar, I would be famous and have no privacy. People would follow me and try to take my picture. I am an extreme introvert, so I would hate dealing with that. I would also have to tour constantly and would have very little personal time. Even though being a rockstar would make me mega rich, I would still prefer being a Nobel Prize winner.
How about you? Would you rather win a Nobel Prize or be a rockstar?
Last Wednesday, Malia and I drove down to Jacksonville, Florida. On the way, we had a few interesting adventures.
We found an abandoned hotel and decided to go exploring. It was rather interesting. The building was in horrible condition and there were numerous piles of trash.
As I walked through the place, I tried to picture what the hotel must have been like in the past. Tourist and other types of travelers would stay at the hotel. Families vacationed here and some people had fond memories of the place.
As the years progressed and the building was not maintained. The cliental would change and I am sure some horrible things happened at that hotel.
If the building could talk, what would it say? Would it mourn its current state? Would it feel lonely, now that it has been abandoned? Would it feel anger toward the owner that neglected it?
I was at the cemetery and I saw a grave for a women that was 103 years old when she died. Right next to her is the grave of a baby that only lived three months.
I stood there for a few minutes and thought about what I was seeing. It reminded me that life doesn’t come with guarantees. We are not promised tomorrow. Life is not fair.
It also reminded me of the importance of making the most of each day and making sure my loved ones know how much I care about them. I may never get another chance to make things right, so if owe anyone an apology or need to make amends I should do it as soon as I am made aware of my mistake.
Life is short and tomorrow may never come, so enjoy the moment while you have it.