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After a 4-week break inspired by my badly-sprained ankle, the longest such break since beginning in 1975 -- and perhaps amounting to the majority of days during that 46-year-period -- I resumed doing my hatha yoga routine today.

I don't mind spending a lot of time in a recliner with my aircasted left leg propped up higher than my heart, but I really have missed the yoga, and I suspect it has a lot to do with needing to lose about 5 pounds.
 
My wife pointed out to me today that I'm wearing a shirt that is 35 years old; it's from the last radio station where I was an on-air disc jockey:

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After a 4-week break inspired by my badly-sprained ankle, the longest such break since beginning in 1975 -- and perhaps amounting to the majority of days during that 46-year-period -- I resumed doing my hatha yoga routine today.

I don't mind spending a lot of time in a recliner with my aircasted left leg propped up higher than my heart, but I really have missed the yoga, and I suspect it has a lot to do with needing to lose about 5 pounds.


Sorry if this isn't the right time, but I feel like need to warn you. Yoga was created to get demons in your body, and it's named after a god. A lot of New Age people are doing it. My parents did research on it. @Philip (Dad) can explain it better. I'm not saying it's evil to stretch, it's just evil if you're trying to do the Yoga stretching.
 
Thank you for the warning, @Emily. I am deeply touched by your concern, which is obvious in your message. I can assure you I am not doing any yoga stretching that is either named after some false god or designed to bring demons into me. The Adversary and his minions do not have permission to enter my body or soul; they are unwelcome. Perhaps you can ask your father to send me information in a private message about what source he is using to determine that the early practitioners of hatha yoga were only pretending to do so to liberate themselves from some of the debilitating degradation of the physical body but were really inventing a way to bring demons into people's bodies. If I could be convinced of that, I would certainly consider discovering another form of stretching. (Actually, I don't just do yoga; most of the positions are yoga, but I also do other types of stretching already.)

Emily, you truly have a heart of gold!
 
Thank you for the warning, @Emily. I am deeply touched by your concern, which is obvious in your message. I can assure you I am not doing any yoga stretching that is either named after some false god or designed to bring demons into me. The Adversary and his minions do not have permission to enter my body or soul; they are unwelcome. Perhaps you can ask your father to send me information in a private message about what source he is using to determine that the early practitioners of hatha yoga were only pretending to do so to liberate themselves from some of the debilitating degradation of the physical body but were really inventing a way to bring demons into people's bodies. If I could be convinced of that, I would certainly consider discovering another form of stretching. (Actually, I don't just do yoga; most of the positions are yoga, but I also do other types of stretching already.)

Emily, you truly have a heart of gold!


Oh good, I got nervous when I post the message, cuz I'm used to people getting mad when getting warned. Thank you, I want to help or warn people whenever I can, I just to learn to do it better.

I'll ask Daddy to send you information tomorrow and see what happens. But, he is going to be very busy.
 
Don't worry, Emily, because I've met you in person I will always remember what you're like, and I know you will always have my best intentions at heart.
 
New subject: don't know where else to put this, but I want those who know me to know about this: I experienced a self-inflicted hearing problem during Thanksgiving Day 2019, in which I shot my new The Judge but forgot to wear ear protection and compounded that by having my hearing aids in. It has produced two problems:
  1. In a certain range that includes higher-frequencies of the human vocal range, those sounds, including many female voices, now sound a bit like chipmunks to me. This was pronounced when it was first occurring and did not let up at all for months, until I discovered an unconventional treatment for it online (the treatment is legally questionable, so if anyone wants to know what it was, they'll have to talk with me privately, in person). The treatment immediately began to mitigate the problem, and now the degree to which women sound like chipmunks to me is greatly diminished.
  2. I thought the treatment had even more thoroughly eliminated the other problem, which was tinnitus that started out as being so loud that I could barely sleep at night, because, even though I sleep with a white noise generator to lull my insomniac self into slumber, even with the white noise generator turned to its loudest setting (even with my hearing aids in), the tinnitus was so loud I couldn't even hear the sound machine. As I did the treatments, the tinnitus decreased steadily, to the point that I had to shut off all other sources of sound in order to be able to hear it.
I began to suspect earlier in the summer, though, that the tinnitus hadn't, in fact, been cured, because I had an incident in which Kristin and I were stuck in a building for maybe a half hour with a fire alarm ringer going off -- and after we left, my tinnitus was back -- not nearly as loud as it had originally been, but maybe 1/4 that loud and certainly enough to be very annoying. After that it slowly went away, and that took about a month.

Just now I had an insight about all this that has tied together many suspicions: I was on hold on the phone with Delta Airlines this afternoon and evening for almost 5 hours. I first waited 3 hours and 40 minutes before getting a customer service rep, and at least 95% of the time while waiting I was listening to this really cool droning music that repeated every few minutes; as it went on, it began to take on a more and more complex quality that I increasingly enjoyed, and from time to time I would even think that maybe it was changing. The rep came on, though, we talked for about 10 minutes, then she had to put me on hold for "a couple minutes," and when she did the droning music came back, and a couple minutes ended up turning out to be 25 minutes.

Now it's been a couple hours since I was on the phone. I had the TV on for a little while. Conversations with Kristin and Naomi. A long discussion with Holly Hannah. And I played a You Tube video one of our brothers sent me. After all that, though, I just left off any sound source and started proofreading something I've been writing, and almost immediately it was back: the droning music. I checked my phone to see if it was still connected to the Delta call. Nope. But I could definitely hear it, and it's not like the way one 'hears' a song one can't get out of one's head over and over again. No, I am actually hearing it -- just like I was hearing the ringing that was the tinnitus.

(And, oh no, now that I've mentioned that thing about not being to get a song out of one's head I'm hearing Different Drum" repeating over and over again like that, which has been happening ever since someone brought that up in the thread about Songs that Remind You about Poly -- I have got to get my stereo set up in this new house so I can drive that and certain other repeaters out of my mind!)

Anyway, still hearing the droning, even along with reverie about "Different Drum."

And here's the insight. The gunshot has got my sustain pedal stuck in the on position. Any of you who have ever played the piano or the organ know exactly what I mean. I did the reverie thing just before I started writing this message to remind myself of what the droning music sounded like when I first got on hold with Delta -- and could remember: at first, the droning was just a slight sound in the background of what was predominantly a kind of funky upbeat elevator music, but as it repeated, the droning got louder and louder until it became the predominant thing I was hearing, because my sustain being stuck in the on position meant that I was still hearing the last run through layered on top of the new layer, and the droning was just the piling up of the sound until all it was was a drone -- and what I'm hearing now in the silence of this evening is what I always hear (plagued since 5th grade hearing the 60hz of the electrical current in all the wall wiring, plus the very low level that the tinnitus has decreased to) PLUS the droning exactly as it was at the end of the time I was on hold.

This is going to have ramifications in how I manage talking with people. I'm really going to have to turn other sound sources off for a little bit before I engage in conversation, and that way I'm hoping I won't have to ask people to repeat things so often.

Weird, huh?

I do like the droning far more than the ringing, and it's louder.
 
P.S. My other hypothesis is that the original loud ringing was actually just the very loud blast of The Judge firing my first shot of it for a bulls-eye being repeated over and over and over and over, sustained to layer over itself. It's amazing to me that the brain can generate sounds that drown out sounds that are happening in real time when the sounds the brain is playing back stopped long, long ago. I know the neurophysiology of why this occurs, but it still amazes me just like a jet airplane taking off amazes me no matter how many times I'm reminded of the principles involved.
 
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Happy Friday the 13th, y'all!
 
P.S. My other hypothesis is that the original loud ringing was actually just the very loud blast of The Judge firing my first shot of it for a bulls-eye being repeated over and over and over and over, sustained to layer over itself. It's amazing to me that the brain can generate sounds that drown out sounds that are happening in real time when the sounds the brain is playing back stopped long, long ago. I know the neurophysiology of why this occurs, but it still amazes me just like a jet airplane taking off amazes me no matter how many times I'm reminded of the principles involved.
As a mother, I've heard a baby crying very often, in real life, and also when they're not but I think they might be.
One time I swear I heard a newborn baby crying. The newborn sound is very distinctive, this was definitely a newborn. I truly 'heard' it. It was not me just imagining it, like it fully sounded real.
My youngest child was 15 months old at the time and no longer had the newborn cry.
I was 8 months pregnant.
I actually started walking towards where I had the basinet set up ready for the new baby, thinking that I had to go to my crying baby, before I realised the baby was in me and definitely wasn't crying yet.
I cannot explain it. Hormones? Delusions? Either way no one was crying and everyone was fine so I made a cuppa instead lol.
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As a mother, I've heard a baby crying very often, in real life, and also when they're not but I think they might be.
One time I swear I heard a newborn baby crying. The newborn sound is very distinctive, this was definitely a newborn. I truly 'heard' it. It was not me just imagining it, like it fully sounded real.
My youngest child was 15 months old at the time and no longer had the newborn cry.
I was 8 months pregnant.
I actually started walking towards where I had the basinet set up ready for the new baby, thinking that I had to go to my crying baby, before I realised the baby was in me and definitely wasn't crying yet.
I cannot explain it. Hormones? Delusions? Either way no one was crying and everyone was fine so I made a cuppa instead lol.


Strange, I'm not a mother, but I also heard a newborn baby crying at least two times in my life, the baby sounded really realistic. I heard it when I woke up in bed, and all of my brothers were also not babies anymore.
 
I don’t partake of alcohol, but Bud Light Seltzer?
That’s just wrong o_O
 
I still have four strawberry-banana milkshake beers in my refrigerator just waiting for someone to come visit. But bring the Bud Light Seltzer. Sounds like the perfect mixer!
 
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