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Great Topic. I am still using my Samsung Note 4. The phone, itself, is still rather flawless. But, it is getting slow due to planned obsolescence caused by newly introduced software. Always buy top of the pyramid, meaning the Galaxy Ultra, with half a terabyte of storage and maximum RAM. The next phone I buy will be the last phone I buy, until the day I die... 9 more years, and I will be pushing up daisies. I look forward to buying my next new phone from Samsung. And then, when it dies, so shall I. Samsung offers great technology for a reasonable price. After 8 years of using the Note 4, I am a believer.

Sorry, again. I typed, As The Sun Rises. But what I had meant to type was... The Sun Also Rises Some forgotten story about expats. Please forgive the typo.

I love this song, though I am loving it for the very first time. Thank you for this Sunday's first meaningful contribution to this Sunday's best topic, so far. Let's all get into the Spirit of the day!

It's Sunday, my time, here, and I'm thinking about the Sermon on the Mount. One can get religion, no matter one's posture, me thinks. In the good old days, before I became more sensible, I would get religion, mounted in the saddle, on any given Sunday. I know that there are guys, younger than I, who at this very moment in time, are receiving a riteous sermon in the mount. More power to you, Boys! As The Sun Rises, may you not repent your excesses of this very-early-Sunday bewitching hour, before you must inevitably appear before your church minister, so few hours from now. And keep your heads up as you walk disheveled, dreary eyed, and hungover, to take your seat in the front pew. And then, do it again, next Saturday evening, until dawn. What have you to lose?

One of the messages behind this song is that: We are afraid because we run. We feel happiness because we smile, especially in Thailand. We feel powerful when we walk with shoulders back and chest OUT, especially true of women. We feel undaunted with our heads held high. There is really no doubt about it.. Try to practice your power walk, and your life will change for the better, indubitably. Don't believe me? Just take a look at the Power Walks practiced by World Leaders when they have a get-together at any major event, like Davos, baby. Do you even imagine, for one second, that these baboons have not been closely coached concerning their body language, and how best to strut their Power Walk? Many have pea-sized brains, and a member to match, but they venture onto the world stage with their Power Walk, and the whole world is easily fooled. I am not saying that you should practice walking, for hours, with a book balanced on your head. I am saying that posture makes the man, as well as a beautifully cut suit. Don't wear shorts in Thailand, as I always say, unless you wish to be taken for a bum. Re-read Pygmalion, my friends. Learn how to make friends and influence people, before it is too late, and before you have frittered away your alloted number of days in the sun. If need be, spend your useless gym expenditure on a decent coach who can train you to hold your head high, and walk with both assurance and dignity among even the highest echelon of society. Maybe you need a makeover. It ups to you. The sky is the limit. Maintain your power stance. Take my advice. Don't waste another moment. Or, you may live to regret it. Our life, the amount of time we spend walking on this earth, is finite. If you are in doubt about this, please re-read Gone With the Wind, a spectacular novel I read, nonstop, when I was 12. Chest out. Shoulders back. Head high. Try it for just two weeks. Best of luck to you. Even the Pattaya girls will be appreciative of the new you. End of Sunday's Sermon..

Please wait until the morn, before you ask what or why, or how, or, even, where you were, this fine evening. Sundays are days for recapitulation and thoughtfulnes concerning the what, where, how, why of the events of the previous evening. This is what church is for. A respite sitting in pews, contemplating what one cannot recall from the night just passed.

Sorry: Might I add this video, without the important lyrics... And, slightly out of key, in places..... Might we be talking a ..... double entendre... in the Pattaya case? Note: A double entendre (plural double entendres) is a figure of speech or a particular way of wording that is devised to have a double meaning, of which one is typically obvious, whereas the other often conveys a message that would be too socially awkward, sexually suggestive, or offensive to state directly. Sorry, again: I know that I did not need to explain the term, 'double entendre', to most of you. However, it never hurts to understand the exact meaning of this term, just for further, and more thorough, edification.

Dear Friends, Tomorrow being the usual manic Sunday, there has to be a Sunday question of import, in place of, or in addition to, attending Church, listening to some guy spout a sermon. Everybody has a different way of worshipping. Some prefer idolatry, and some worship brown bodies. What thoughts might you have about this tune, this Sunday morning? Hold your heads up, while attending services in Pattaya on this Sunday? It ups to you for you to say something meaningful and enlightening. Enjoy your Scottish breakfasts this day. Or, a Big MacDonald's, something also Scottish, a junk-food snack after a sleepless night roaming around the soi of your most beloved place on Earth? Best to you, yours, and everybody. Hold your head up, if not too heavy, after such a workout, sometimes between the sheets. Sunday is a day of rest, thankfully. Regards, GlaBOBulin

Let me ask you a question, if I may. Using your best and most expensive wood, how far can you drive a standard Titleist Pro V1, at sea level, with 70 percent relative humidity, and temperature around 80 degrees F? Second question: Have you ever played at Augusta, or similar course? Third question: Have you ever competed in any PGA tours? Fourth question: When you say that you get out of golf what you put into golf, please be specific. How do you contribute to society as you play a round of golf? What new insights do you gain from chipping, and chipping, and putting and putting? I am sure that I am asking you questions no different than most golf widows might ask. In fact, golfing is one of the greatest ways to waste time, known to the modern world. One would think that, at the very least, golfers could be made to do something useful while walking from the first hole to the 18th hole, while stopping to get sloshed after finishing the 9th hole. Golfing is sort of like croquet, but less fun, though more full of personal integrity.

Merion, Gladwyne, Wayne, and then Taipei, Shanghai, Hong Kong, Thailand. Speaking of tracks, then it would be the Paoli Local. So many fond memories of riding the old train in the 1960s, to school. The train carriages were red. The metal floors were rusted through in places. One could see through to the railroad ties whipping past. The smell of the ride was wonderful. Dust flying and windows open in the summer. In 1966, I stopped taking the train, Preferring to ride with a friend in his death-trap Corvair. The Paoli Local, in the 1960s, was a fantastical train. Sort of like the Long Island Railroad of the same era. Sometimes, the best experiences are not about just getting there. When one is young, old trains are more fun. Young students on a train enjoy the rust and the dust flying. So, anyway, I don't need 50K per week in Thailand to live happy. I was happy on the Paoli Local. You might even say that I have been downwardly mobile, since then. And, Thai food is no worse than a Philly cheesesteak. You know what Yusuf Islam always says about money.....

My fondest recollection of golfing on the Main Line was during the autumn months when the Canadian geese would fly in and land on the greens, crapping all over. Beautiful fat birds, they would fly in to rest and drink, and then take off again, flying further south. There were hundreds of them, just waddling about. At my age of 17 or 18, I had often thought of bashing one of them with my putter. What a meal just one of these birds would have made. I doubt that there was any law against harvesting a goose on the golf course. These days, in Thailand, how much would you need to pay at the supermarket for a large Canadian goose? In Pennsylvania, during the autumn months on the golf course, it can get pretty lonely in the evenings. The leaves have fallen, and the wind is chilly. The sun is low. And, the golf course can become an eerie place. When one is playing a round by oneself, Things get spooky. Sort of like a wasteland. Like the end of the world. Loneliest feeling one can feel. Just you, the tee, the water hazards, and a par-3. Such beauty, as well. One thing I enjoyed about golf, however, is that you can wash your balls for free after each hole.

I used to caddie when I was 14. I went diving for balls in the water hazards at night. I caddied at https://www.stdavidsgc.com/ We had joined the club for awhile. Then we left. That was the end of my ball diving days. Golf is a pseudo sport which is also an alternative to a life well lived. Every hour on the course, is an hour lost. Feel free to entertain your own contrary opinion, of course.

If you are 79, then 1943 was a very good year. When I was 17, and my wrists were like iron, from rowing 12 miles each day in an eight, I could whip out my 5 iron, and hit the pill 220 yards. No problem. Golfing is a waste of time an resources, these days. And, I am not the only one who thinks the same. Better to use this water and land to grow food. Anyway, as I say, 1943 was a very good year. We are now witnessing the end of an era, my friend. I wish we could return. But, we cannot. Take care!

Nice and informative post. Golfing should not be expensive. Where there is water, aplenty, then there can be golf courses. However, in some of the places which are water stressed, then golfing should be virtual, played on a large video screen. These days are not the days of your youth, back in the 1960s, of course, when our population was about 3 billion. These days, our population is ready to hit 8 billion. Too many areas are facing water stress. For us, there is no need to worry about the years after 2040, eighteen years from now.

Doobie? Bogart? Deadhead? Head full of snow? Slang can get ridiculous. Don't bogart your doobie on the beach.

The CNS is composed of two organs, the brain and the spinal cord. Without these two, you would not be much, and this is true. Other than the brain and the spinal cord, what is your third organ of choice which you would most wish to protect as you age, above the rest? After having used up two of your wishes, you have one final wish.

In the end, few of us, if any, will be able to avoid the "human predicament". And, just what is this "human predicament" about which we so often hear? Each of the millions of philosophers who live among us has their own idea of what the "human predicament" truly is. As you say, I think that the "human predicament" must involve, in the end, dementia. Because, with Alzheimer's dementia, then one, sooner or later, becomes like the living dead. In my view, even though this might not be the popular view, when dementia eats away at the human cerebral cortex, then our bodies become mere shells, or husks, of what once held a sentient being. In fact, in the end, we become ..... The Living Dead.

Probably impossible to live, these days, in Thailand, for less than USD1000 per month. Even that amount would be living on the edge of poverty. Thailand is not cheap. But, also, Thailand, for the quality of life one can attain here, is second to no other country, if you have the minimal amount of funds. Reasonably estimating, for a single person, then minimally speaking, Bt.45000 should provide a decent lifestyle, without inclusion of expenditure such as health insurance. But if you want to live a typical American middle class lifestyle, here in Thailand, then, for a single adult, you might need USD30,000 to USD90,000. This equates to an "average" middle-class lifestyle costing Bt.1,700,000 per year, or Bt.141,000 per month. And, this is ONLY for a single individual. Please keep in mind one important factor, which is that trying to maintain a lifestyle in Thailand which is equivalent to the same lifestyle in the USA will be more expensive. This is why US companies offer bonuses, for example. Therefore, just keeping up with the Joneses, the Joneses whom you left back in the States, will cost you more here in Thailand. But I did not come here to keep up with the Joneses back home. The first thing I did, upon coming to Asia, was to chuck my Wilson X31 clubs in the trash. Good riddance. There is so much you do not need, after leaving the USA. Just turn off the rampant consumerism mentality, and the neighborly pressure for evermore rampant conspicuous consumption. And then... Lay back, and unwind.. At any minimal cost. Get more bang for your buck. Get more out of life, for less. Lay back, and unwind... My best advice to you. Chuck your golf clubs. Chuck your high-class club membership, and the dues. It's so easy to relax if you try. Just lie back, and unwind... My best advice...

Tooting during a Massage is only to be expected. "Break wind. Fart. Toot. Whatever you call it, it happens. To everyone. Gas is a product of digestion, and the average person will pass gas 8–20 times per day. If you’re in a standing or upright sitting position all day and then you lie down on a massage table, gas may move around. The parasympathetic nervous system may also relax sphincter muscles in the gastrointestinal tract, so gas may move a little easier. Again, that’s your body doing exactly what it’s supposed to do. Your massage therapist won’t be bothered if you pass gas on the massage table. We don’t mind if you snore or sniffle or your belly growls like a bear. We’re happy your body is working well, and we want you to unwind and enjoy your massage" How could it be otherwise? Feel free to toot. Some of us have never had a massage. What's the attraction? I wonder.

Just a further note about body hair, the proper growth of which, there is no doubt, is important for health and wellbeing: I come from a culture, at least during the past 45 years, where women let their natural underarm hair grow. For some strange reason, at the beginning of the last century, USA women began shaving, or otherwise removing, body hair. This makes no sense from a health perspective. In fact, I like body hair on women, unless they suffer from hypertrichosis, or the well-known werewolf syndrome. In fact, this practice of women's shaving hair under their arms is both idiotic and just due to their foolishly following fashion, mindlessly, and illogically. And, in recent years, women have taken to shaving hair from other unmentionable places. Where will this hair-shaving of women end? Will there be, in the near future, women walking around completely hairless? This is all down to fickle fashion, and this stupid fashion which has persisted for over a century. I hope that women will put an end to this practice, just as they began burning their bras in the 60s. In fact, I think that going without a brassier is healthy, too. Breast muscles need exercise, and they can't get it if they are hampered by a brassiere. Please do remember that skin is an organ. And, hair protects skin. Female breasts did not evolve the way they did, without a brassiere. If Evolution had required a brassiere for female breasts, then Evolution would have provided one. And so, to ladies who are aging, I would say, burn your bras, and stop shaving your hair. Don't become fools to fickle fashion. Your breasts will love you for this. Why do women take the time to shave their underarms, anyway? For example, I have never thought of shaving my armpits. Have you? I would not shave anywhere I did not have to. I want to protect my skin in my old age. Don't get too much UVB exposure. And, shave as little as possible. Please Note: I have read various articles concerning the advantages for women who choose to go braless. There are definitely some health benefits, according to some literature. I am not qualified to give an opinion. It's up to women to make their own choice based on best advice provided by their physicians. However, from my point of view, it is always best for women to go braless. And, if I were a woman, I would never wear a bra. I mean that I would wish to give myself the best chance for pert breasts, as I age, according to what I have read, so far, online.

Some guys don't realize that "skin" is an organ. Skin is our biggest and heaviest organ. Skin is the organ which provides much of our pleasure in life. Skin is also an organ which plagues us when skin goes wrong. Hope your skin is feeling.... up to par... Note: Please grow your hair long; your long hair will protect your skin, and thereby protect you. Let your freak flag fly. After the pandemic, anyway, very few barbers are now in business, one might think.

Speaking slightly further about "Body Organs Deteriorating Over Time": Some famous authors have expressed opinions, right or wrong, about the loss of an organ. For example, D.H. Lawrence wrote the short novel, titled, “The Escaped Cock”. According to Wikipedia, DH Lawrence wrote about his “Escaped Cock” thusly in a letter to somebody" “I wrote a story of the Resurrection, where Jesus gets up and feels very sick about everything, and can't stand the old crowd any more — so cuts out — and as he heals up, he begins to find what an astonishing place the phenomenal world is, far more marvellous than any salvation or heaven — and thanks his stars he needn't have a 'mission' any more.” And then, in another novel, DH Lawrence goes on to describe something as a lonely, erect pistil of an invisible flower, in both reverential and poetical terms, according to “The Guardian” (‘News Website of the year’) "The penis is much overvalued," he declared to Connie. "But if you are desperate for a child, I would overlook an act of congress on your part and raise whatever may result as my own." Elsewhere, DH writes: “All her body clung with tender love to the unknown man, and blindly to the wilting penis, as it so tenderly, frailly, unknowingly withdrew, after the fierce thrust of its potency.” And..... “Later that day she walked alone to the gamekeeper's hut. "What's your name?" she asked. "And what are you doing?" "Mellors, mi' Lady," he replied. "Ah've bin killin' a bad pussy." ======== So, my friends, with books aplenty written by the likes of DH Lawerence, I have no need, in my old age, for any organ of such unimportance, compared to my eyes, ears, and brain. As you inevitably and continually age, you will evermore agree with me: ===Protect your most important organs, while ye may.=== And, therefore, in summary, my friends, I will say once more: I can easily live without my joint working properly. However, I would not wish to continue living without my eyes, without my ears, and without my beautiful mind. Surely, you will agree, given a moment of thought. Protect your most important organs, lest you lose them too soon. This is my best advice to young people. And, this is NOT a joke, baby! We now know, as a result of modern medicine, what we must do to protect our most precious organs, organs which are irreplaceable. Keep your blood sugar within acceptable limits. Don't eat sugar, in any form, other than Brown Sugar, any chance you get. And, Brown Sugar ain't bad. Stay healthy, and don't listen to loud music, too, which might damage your big cochlea. Note: I hope you don't got too much... Tinnitus...so far!

My Dearest Friends, Normally, I would post such a topic, and pose such a question, on any given Sunday, as is my bent. However, after having been myself preoccupied with this question since and throughout the beginning of the week, I had not wished to further delay. This question, and this topic, for me, if I had had to wait further before posting it, would be like waiting overly long for a long-awaited gift on Christmas morning. Hence, I will post my Sunday’s topic on this Thursday morning. OK? My question is this: What three organs would you prefer to maintain, if you had to choose among your many important organs, if you knew that you could maintain ONLY three of your organs in tiptop shape? And, corollarily speaking (speaking about corollaries), to what LENGTHS would you go to preserve these three organs? In my case: I care about my eyes and visual acuity, though I have not yet begun to suffer from macular degeneration. I care about my brain, such as it is, now, after so much abuse of it, during the Pandemic Lockdown, and due to other abuses, such as social isolation. I care about my cochlea, since I also care about J.S. Bach, and listening to the cello played by Rostropovich, a sybarite-cellist if there ever was one. Rostropovich’s cochlea worked fine. But, what about you? What organs, if the limit were only three, would you choose to keep in tiptop operating condition? And, what steps are you taking to ensure that your three most beloved organs will remain functional throughout your life, until the day you say, “Bye-bye”? This is a great topic for a Sunday, while meeting with chums over brunch. I will now post this on a Thursday, just as a warmup for the 24th of July, a Sunday. Best regards, Gablobulin Note: Please, nobody need mention the alimentary canal, and all related organs which make up the alimentary canal. This topic only pertains to organs not included in what is lovingly referred to as our alimentary canal. After all, friends, we humans are not just tubes within tubes.

You are correct. As we age, and as our eyesight changes, and without spectacles, our visual acuity deteriorates. The way we measure resolution is usually done using parallel lines of close proximity. We test to see if we can discriminate two close parallel lines as being separate. In practice, it gets more complicated than this. However, you are correct in that the reason I typed two L's instead of one L is due to lack of resolving power of my eyebal when viewing the topic title with my unaided eye. Also, the name Eliot has an I after the L which makes things more difficult. Testing resolution in a microscope or telescope requires other measurements. Here is a link where you can download test targets for testing resolution: https://www.thorlabs.com/newgrouppage9.cfm?objectgroup_id=4338 These test targets might not help with measuring spatial resolution of some optical systems and even the binary vision of the human eyebal. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spatial_resolution

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