Saturday, October 14, 2017

Warped Plastic #8

I'm feeling like this more and more these days. Anyone else?

Click to see Warped Plastic #7.

Tuesday, October 10, 2017

A Possibly Terrible Life Lesson from Bowling

My wife and I went bowling with some friends last weekend. A lot of people don't know that's something I love to do. Even fewer know it's something I'm good at.

That's because I haven't been good at it in a while.

I got a little spoiled as a missionary in Texas, when a member of my church happened to own a bowling alley and let us play for free every week. By the time I left, I could consistently bowl a 200+ game. I felt like a king on the lanes.

Move over, Homer Simpson.
Image credit: GoBowling on Pinterest

But things happen. Like life. And kids. And bills.

So my wife and I go maybe once a year now. And we always have a great time.

But man, am I bad at bowling.

Here's the thing about bowling, though: the more you strike, the less you actually get to play. If you really want to get your money's worth, you've got to miss the pins.

Image credit: QuickMeme

For the uninitiated (what do you even do with your life?), in bowling you get to throw the ball twice every time it's your turn. But if you bowl a strike--knock down all the pins in one throw--your turn is over. You don't get a second throw.

Sure, you end up with a higher score and everyone thinks you're cool. But dang it, I didn't pay six US dollars to bowl just half my turns.

Such is life.

We all want to do our best--we all want to bowl a strike, so to speak--but if we get too caught up in that perfect score, we miss part of the point of being here. We miss a lot of the game.

I'm not saying to go out and live recklessly. No one likes bowling gutter balls.

What are you even doing?
Image credit: Wormhole Riders

What I am saying is to embrace the messiness of life. Learn from your mistakes, and don't be afraid to make them. Enjoy life as a process, not as a showroom.

In short, live.

I've missed plenty of bowling pins in life. I've made poor decisions, gotten hurt, or just plain made things harder on myself more times than I care to admit.

But it's been an interesting journey, full of scenic routes and detours. I've got stories to tell. And I'm more proud of that than if I'd bowled a perfect game.

The pins are up. I hope you'll cheer when only one falls down.

Saturday, October 7, 2017

Warped Plastic #7

I've been trying to be a little more real lately. Because let's be honest: when you really think about it, social media is kind of ridiculous.

Click to see Warped Plastic #6 and #8.

Saturday, September 30, 2017

Warped Plastic #6

In the spirit of honesty, I can't claim this joke as my own. But I couldn't resist turning it into a comic!

Click to see Warped Plastic #5 and #7.

Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Ten Minute Word Vomit: What World Peace Looks Like to Me

Things have been pretty quiet on the blog lately--minus the weekly webcomic updates--so I thought I'd give you all a little update on what I'm doing.

I'm still writing every day, though in small spurts rather than the BIC (Butt In Chair) time I'm used to. It's actually working out better than I thought it would: I get to think about my writing while I'm out and about, then when a line or two of words come to me, I can open Google Docs on my phone and get those thoughts down. The pages add up surprisingly fast.

My main endeavor recently, though, has been a new job in customer service. This month I started with a company that sells contact lenses, and even though that may not sound terribly exciting at first, I've loved it so far. Every morning I wake up with a mission to go help people see, and it's so rewarding getting to talk to people all around the country every day.

I'm still not as good as this guy, though.
Image credit: The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints

One of the best things about my company is that, while we do deliver a product, what we sell is service. I have the power in my position to truly help people, and I don't have to ask a supervisor if it's okay to do A, B, or C to make my customers happy. I'm learning to think more creatively about how to serve people, and I feel like I've already grown a lot as a person from doing that.

But as great as the job is, still nothing beats coming home at the end of the day.

I walked in last night to find my kids digging for dinosaur fossils in a sand table. They made a mess, but they were having so much fun. After dinner, I even joined them.

These are the moments to remember.

And this is what world peace looks like to me.

While the Internet is busy falling to pieces over NFL players and Presidential tweets, each of us have people in our real lives to love. That's not to say the online flavors of the week aren't important--open dialog on serious issues is a vital channel for positive change, too.

But man, imagine a world where, for just one hour, we all came home, put down our phones, turned off the computer, and just loved the people in our lives.
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