How to Think Like Sherlock Holmes.

    Watson sometimes felt Holmes was a machine.  Holmes was not one to let emotion get in the way of justice.  No grays, just black and whites.

For Holmes, humanity was a puzzle to be solved, not living beings as far as feelings were concerned.

If you read the Holmes stories carefully, everyone else has emotions and for the bad guys, that is how they are caught.

Thinking like Holmes means knowing about hard physical science, but not human social aspects.

Sox Win.

Well, the curse is broken and they won another one.  Sox dynasty?

Jimmys Diner 10/24/07 Jena’s Birthday.

     Today is Jena’s birthday.  As the owner, she ought to get special perks.  Now I know where her attitude comes from.  She is a Scorpio.  The City Parks Dept workers and a guy named Pete had cards for her.  Pete’s card was also signed by his daughter Patti, the horse trainer who comes in.

I gave  them all business cards.  We are already plotting something for Cinco de Mayo next year.

Sox Rock Rockies in Game One.

    Well they Soxed it to them.  I was @ Toastmasters for the hardest hitting bits, but Game One is in the books.

I enjoyed asking my friend Diane, the Toastmaster of the Evening, a Table Topics question, about her beloved Cleveland Indians.  Last week, she sang Cleveland Rocks to me.  This week, I got mine back.;-)

The Red Sox are Making Me Suffer.

That is what the Red Sox do.  I went to Toastmasters tonight and was greeted by my Toastmasters colleague Diane with Cleveland Rocks!  Ouch.

What I get from wearing my Sox cap commemorating Carlton Fisk from September 27, 2000.

Hey, they broke the curse in 2004.  It will be big stuff if the Rockies win the World Series, as they have their Spring Training here in Tucson.

Pick up your SOX!

Yerbie is Most Displeased

I was working in the yard today.  Poor Yerbie was in the window running back and forth and greeting me every time I came in the house.  Finally, he passed out on the sofa, and wanted to sleep.

I guess it is hard for a cat keeping track of me.

Michael Palin for Prime Minister?

    I am not British, but this was posted on Palin’s travels and is an interesting proposition.

How many elected officials really represent their places?
This just came up in Tucson last week. An economist named Richard Florida talks about cities and regions having twenty and thirty somethings known as the “Creative Class.” Tucson doesn’t have enough of them and we pay our elected city officials so poorly, they are not really representative. In other words, market value.

Mr. Palin would be fantastic as Prime Minister, but I suspect it would put a crimp in his style.

In Lee Iaccoca’s book, Where Have All the Leaders Gone, he wrote about American people pushing him to run for President in 1988. The late great Speaker of the House, Thomas “Tip” O’Neill was a friend of his. Mr. Iaccoca went to visit Tip on Cape Cod. He told Tip he was thinking of running for President.
Tip nearly fell out of his chair laughing (he was a big man who turned red easily). When he stopped laughing, he cried, “President of what?!”

He reminded Mr. Iaccoca that he was accustomed to running corporations. At the end of the day, you earn a profit, or you do not. Government does not work like that, politics being the art of the possible. Tip told him, if you do not die of a heart attack from the stress in year one, you will be assassinated in year two, because you will be pushing the envelope too much.

I picture Mr. P more in the role of Jimmy Carter. The peacemaker and negotiator. There is now the group known as the elders who try and advise world leaders.
Jimmy Carter
Bishop Desmond Tutu
Kofi Annan
Nelson Mandela
The Dalai Lama

With Mr. Palin’s travels and working with other cultures, I see him more in that role.

Company Softball

    Tonight was another picnic.  The managers vs staff.  Staff won of course LOL!  My partner in crime Anastase was badly hurt sliding into home.  On the previous at bat, he homered.  I told him he can get his green card faster, he is a real American now.

Something tells me though this is not what his wife wanted to hear.  I suspect he broke his wrist.  She yelled at him for being too old for athletic heroics.

I keep being reminded of how hard catching is.  This is why you have not seen me here.   My little buddy Yerbie is keeping me company.  I have been in and out too much lately.  Yerbie is MOST displeased.