Category: wisdom

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Even Ties Need To Take A Step Back

Long Bow Tie o’ the Day is exhausted and exasperated. Look at its little cogs turning for relief. And I feel the same way, as do my own cogs. Why? We are sick of FEAR and PARANOIA. Even our Cufflinks think they should become extinct. We are sick of the shouting of internet memes that rant, “My politics are right. Yours will doom us all!” Spouting paranoia is not a factual, well reasoned argument that presents possible solutions to problems. Everything is not out to get us! Everything is not a conspiracy!

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It’ll Be Prison Visit Windows Or Fast Food Windows, If Ya Don’t Wise Up

Tie o’ the Day’s snazzy clash with Shirt is serendipitous, cuz I didn’t purposely match colors. I grabbed the first tie and the first shirt I touched in the closet. Cufflinks were definitely a conscious choice. In Baltimore, I often talked with law-breaking students about making better choices. I’d tell them, “If you don’t start making positive choices, when we see each other in the future, it’ll be at The Windows of Life. And you’re gonna be asking me, ‘Do you want fries with that’?” 🍔 🍟 Education matters. 🎓

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Ties Will Climb, If You Allow Them To

When I bought Tie o’ the Day at the Salvador Dali exhibit in Monterey, I knew it would feel at home in our house when it saw our living room clock. I was correct. I often look up to check the time, and Tie is hangin’ and chattin’ with its clock pal. The Dali painting which inspired Tie is one of his most widely known. It’s called THE PERSISTENCE OF MEMORY, and its melting clocks sometimes remind me of how, over time, Mom’s memories are melting away. 😭

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Your Car Could Be Next, Old Coot!

Bigly, wood Bow Tie o’ the Evening was kind enough to accompany me to the Home Owners Association meeting. Bow Tie, Lapel Pin, Cufflinks, and Pocket Square ALL acted as my disguise. Mustaches will do that. A disguise is necessary cuz sometimes at these meetings, neighbors forget to love their neighbors. Especially regarding HOA budgets. Recently, some cars have been harassed. When I asked if the Board had discussed installing cameras, the guy next to me snapped, “Only if YOU pay for them!” Love you more, doofus! 💋

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I Grumble That Ties Aren’t Deductions

We went to get our taxes done and filed, and I left home wearing Bow Tie o’ the Day. How did things turn out? Well, I left the H & R Block office wearing this Tie o’ the Day and the barrel it shows. Nah, it really did work out just fine, and we aren’t going to have to sell any spare limbs or organs. Like I said this morning, the list of what my tiny taxes build, create, preserve, plan, etc. is endless. I’m thankful. 📄 ✒ 💰

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It’s Actually Quite A Good Deal For Me And The Ties

Bow Tie o’ the Day is going with us to H & R Block to do our taxes this morning. I’m fine paying my city, county, state, and federal taxes. There is no way my measly taxes alone could pay for what I use. I get schools, roads, bridges, cops, firefighters, troops, safe water (and the infrastructure that brings it into my house), campgrounds, wildlife management, libraries, garbage/recycling services, recreation complexes/fields, and thousands more etc.’s. I’m damn grateful. But yes, sometimes I still catch myself bitching about paying. 💸

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The Art You Don’t Own Can Hurt You

Bow Tie o’ the Day and Cufflinks o’ the Day chaperoned us on our Valentine’s Day Monterey-ing. We ate enchiladas at the beach, then visited some shops where local artists show/sell their pieces. The talent-level of the artists ranged from what I would call “somebody’s sight-challenged grandpa doing paint-by-numbers” to “wow, this chick is an extraordinary artist!” I fell in love-at-first-sight with a small painting, but its price was bigly. We decided to make the house payment instead of buy it. Some regrets are necessary. 🤷🏻‍♀️ 💞

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All Hail, Holiday O’ Love!

Tie o’ the Day sets out early to remind you of the lost art of writing love notes. You have to go Old School, folks. None of that sweet talk through emails or texts. That will not do. Find the pencil in your junk drawer. And even though it’s broken in half, has no eraser, and the point is broken off, sharpen that pencil with the pocketknife that’s also in your junk drawer. Scribble out that handwritten, sincere love note. You’ll thank Tie that you did. 💌 ❣ 💝💘

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More Pontificating About Love

If I were a tie, I would consider being this Tie o’ the Day. The colors work with, and in contrast to, each other beautifully. Tie’s hearts look they could be falling heart-fetti– having been tossed into the air to rain down upon us all. It is within our power to cover our families and communities with blizzards of love, compassion, and even actual organ donation hearts. Love is not just a feeling. The word LOVE is also a verb. It is action. Act your love.

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Cupid’s Bow Hunting Season Never Ends. Ouch!

Tie o’ the Day’s winged, masked, arrowed-up Cupid’s got me contemplating the risks involved in loving someone. The stakes are bigly in the love game: your time (sometimes whole decades), your energy, your heart, your vulnerability, etc. You can lose a relationship because you neglected to take care of it. You can lose it to death, or something else beyond your control. I think the opposite of FAITH is not DOUBT: it’s FEAR. And FEAR is DEFEAT.  LIVING means to have enough faith to risk loving. 🌹 🍫 💌 🍓