12.29.2004

Wanting To Help The Tsunami Victims? - Updated

Here is a link to a variety of agencies that can help those in need in Asia, Africa, and other areas affected by the earthquake and floods.

Charity Wire: International Aid & Relief Charities

Another link from USA Today:

Links to aid organizations from USA Today

I can't vouch for them but they are at least a starting place to helping.

WH

12.19.2004

Jason is a Marine!

Here is my son outside of his barracks after graduation. He is a man now. He will be home for a month and then off to SOI (School of Infantry) and then to his first Duty Station.

I couldn't be more proud of him. He is one of my heroes.

WH

12.01.2004

I Just Had To Laugh...

I know that what I am writing is pretty juvenile, yet it's funny...at least it is to me:)

We, at our practice, receive a variety of things from other Dr's offices, especially the ones which we refer to. Today, via, UPS, we received a beautiful Christmas wreath from a major online retailer that is in Maine(hint, hint).

The darn thing is real. A real Maine Balsam Fir wreath, wrapped in plastic and adorned with a big red bow, and pine cones.

Well, along with the wreath came instructions for care: how to keep it from turning brown, etc.

This little booklet had instructions for a variety of balsam products. The instruction that caused me to guffaw and snicker like a Jr. High student was labeled: Balls.

The following are the instructions right from the booklet:

SPECIAL CARE

Balls:
- If hung indoors, water the core twice a week over a sink or bucket. Light misting at this time is advisable.
- If hung outdoors, watering and misting is not necessary as long as the temperture is below freezing.

So, you are to mist your balls depending on if you hang your balls indoors or outdoors, and if it is below freezing or not. Hee-hee-ha-ha-snicker.

Anyway. That should get you started with your own jokes about the situation.

Have a little Christmas humor...

WH

11.23.2004

A Thought From My New Favorite Author

I've been reading Don Miller lately. His newer books are Blue Like Jazz and Searching For God Knows What. This story comes from Searching...

"A few weeks later I learned an invaluable lesson from a wealthy and successful businessman here in Portland who owns a chain of coffee shops. A few of us were sitting in one of his shops one morning, and another friend asked if we had seen the World Series of Poker on television the night before. None of us had, but that mention led to a conversation about gambling. My friend who owns the coffee shops told us, in a tone of kindness and truth, that nobody he knows who is successful gambles; rather, they work hard, accept the facts of reality, they enjoy life as it is. 'But the facts of reality stink, I told him. 'Reality is like fine wine,' he said to me. 'It will not appeal to children.' And I am grateful my friend stung me in that way, because this truth helped me understand and appreciate like itself, as it is, without the false hope formulas offer..."

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That statement may be the most profound that I have read in months, and is worth the price of the book - no 10 books. Most of us miss the best in life because we avoid reality. We escape in a variety of ways and methods. Maybe that's what fascinates me about Jesus. He refused to avoid reality and lived His life facing and embracing reality, even when it was most difficult.

I want to be more like that -

WH

11.01.2004

More Fun With Telemarketers

As you may (or may not) know, I love to have fun with telemarketers, especially around election time. Here are some more ideas to use when called by those ever persistent folks:

Speak to the little lady of the house
We have a 5-year-old daughter who loves to talk. If I answer the phone and discover a telemarketer on the other end, I just quietly hand the phone to our daughter ... and let the fun begin!

Give them the man of the house
When they ask for the man of the house, I ask them to hold; then I put my 2-year-old son on the phone.

Have I got a deal for you
Interrupt the telemarketer's sales pitch and ask them if they would like to buy something from you (could be anything that you're selling). That will usually get them to end the call.

I do
Ask the telemarketer to marry you. Seriously, this will probably shock them and they won't know what to say.

You have reached my voicemail
Say: "Hello." (Wait on them to start talking.) "I'm sorry we can't come to the phone right now. Please leave a message. Beep."

Funny you called
"You know, I was just thinking about (doing, buying) just that very same thing. So, I said to myself, 'Self, why don't you just (do, buy) it and get over it.' To my amazement, self replied with a loud, 'GO FOR IT!'" (Keep talking to take control of the conversation, never letting the telemarketer speak so he or she can't actually try to sell you anything.) "Well, me and myself will discuss it more and we'll get back to you."

From a country song
"I'd love to, but my wife just left me, she cut the tires on my truck, I had to bury my dog, and I only have half a Bud Light bottle left. I'm not worried about the rest, but if you start selling beer, give me a call."

Have you planned for the future?
When I see "out of area" on the caller ID, I answer the phone with the name of a made-up insurance company. Then I try to sell the person life insurance. I'll ask questions like, "What if something happened to you?" or "Are you sure your final needs can be met?" Usually, they end up hanging up on me.

Reply in gibberish
Answer the phone in a pretend foreign language.

She's not … here
I have told people that the person they were asking for was hideously mangled in a train wreck. If they ask for my wife, I sometimes say that she recently left me, then tell the caller she sounds cute and ask her out.

And you are?
I'd love to hear more about why you are calling me, but I'm in the middle of dinner right now. Why don't you give me your home number so I can call and irritate you in the middle of your meal?

Keep talking
Rather than find creative ways in which to hang up on telemarketers, I decided many years ago that I could provide a public service by keeping them on the phone for as long as possible. The longer they spend with me, the less time they have to call other people. Often, they'll hang up on me before I can hang up on them!


What did I win?
Sometimes I'll act as if the sales call is one to inform me that I've won a prize. I'll exclaim, "I've never won anything in my life!" Then I'll ask for details on when and how my prize will be sent to me. And no matter how many times it's explained to me, I will never quite understand that I've won nothing and instead am being asked to buy something.

I'm already connected
If I'm being offered a loan or mortgage refinance, I'll ask if it can "fly under the radar," because I have a large loan at a very high interest rate from "family" who would become very upset if I obtained loans elsewhere. I'll suggest that we meet somewhere discreet to discuss details.

Ever hear of women's lib?
My wife is especially perturbed when they ask for the "Man of the House." So she then starts talking in hushed tones and saying, "Oh, no sir. The Master isn't here. He keeps me locked down here in the basement when he goes out, so I can't check for him now."

Phone flirting
I am big on the phone flirting. Use your best Joey voice from "Friends": "How you doin?" or, "You sound really attractive. Do you call here often?"

How long do you have?
Say: "Sorry to interrupt you. I really want to talk to you, but can you hold on for a few minutes? I just need to finish up the call from the last telemarketer. He called me about an hour ago."

What's it worth?
"Now before I listen to your pitch, there are a few things we need to cover. My minimum rate for listening is $35 an hour. Of course, I can offer you upgrades that give you additional benefits, as well as a greater chance that I may buy what you are selling. The deluxe package is $55 per hour and offers a 2 percent chance of purchase, and the super-deluxe package is $75 per hour, and offers a 3 percent chance of purchase. Now before we get to that, I will need you to send in an application as well as a minimal application fee of $55. You will also need to include with your payment a $35 payment for a credit report. Once your credit has been approved, I will be able to accept your non-refundable good-faith security deposit, which I require, of $100. After closing, and you have paid my standard closing costs of $250, we will then be able to proceed with your sales pitch. Can I sign you up?"

Call the cult
"Sorry I can't talk, I am about to cut off my tongue to achieve ultimate power."

It's good enough for Cuba
I always get them to scream, "Show me the money!" like in "Jerry Maguire."

Have fun,

WH

10.01.2004

Heard From My Son Today

As you may know if you have been reading this irregularly posted blog, my son is in Marine Boot Camp at Parris Island, SC. This is a wonderful vacation spot for young men and women. The camp counselors are fun and lovable and the accommodations are excellent. Did I meniton that it is an all expense paid trip too!!

All of the meals, lodging, and extra-curricular activites are part of the expense. Which is just one large piece of one's ass for at least four years:)

Well, we have been waiting for a letter or some word from Jason. I guess that he got some "writing time" in one day this past week to write home.

The letter consisted of a form letter, with fill-in-the-blanks, kind of like a government "madlib". It had 8 areas that the recruit could place information in, and that information was provided for the recruit by the DI (drill instructor). That's kind of the theme of boot camp.

He did have a place at the bottom, a P.S., which were two 3 inch lines to communicate to the folks back home. Tucked into these 6 inches of space, in my son's very small, and sometimes, illegible hand-printing, was his message home:

HELL...BUT I'LL MAKE IT AND SEE YOU SOON.
THEY EASE OFF LATER I GUESS...BUT IT'S BAD

Is he having fun or what!

WH

9.19.2004

United States Marine Corps

My wife Jen, my daughter Jessie, and I took Jason, my son, to Columbia, SC this evening and dropped him off at MEPS. If you have read some previous blogs you know that he decided to join the United States Marine Corps.

We checked him in at the hotel and went out to dinner for one of his favorite meals. Then we took him back to the hotel, said our goodbyes, and drove away. There wasn't a lot to say since we had covered the bases over the past months. I am so proud of him that my heart could pop in my chest. This is my boy. In 13 weeks he will graduate from basic training and be a man. The next 13 weeks are going to be interesting ones. The house will be quiet. His room will be empty, and way too neat after cleaning it up in preparation for this day. And Jen has to take out the trash because I am not home trash night. I will miss that boy. It isn't like your kid going away to college. They come back for the summer and holidays. He's gone. Starting an entirely new life and direction. He will be home for Christmas this year because it's just after his graduation. This is big. I don't even know how big just yet. I'll let you know in a few weeks, months, and years.

I'll leave this blog with this letter that I gave Jason last March:

March 1, 2004

Jason,

As you get ready to go into the world you have made a choice that will take you deeper into "the real world" than most in your class. You may possibly, before the end of next year, when others are entering their second year of college, see combat in some corner of the world.

By then you will have experienced more than most people will in a lifetime. You will be a man. You will have discovered many truths and life lessons, yet I would like to leave you with some thoughts that I hope will be of help as you move through life:

* Value your friends. Make sure that you know whom they are. Be a friend. Someone who will stand back to back with in any situation and never let you stand alone.
* Intelligence and wisdom are very different. Know the difference and work harder to be wise.
* Understand authority and how it protects and propels you.
* Never sell out for anything or anyone. Keep your integrity. You have to look at yourself in the mirror every day.
* Don"t neglect the spiritual part of your development. The Kingdom of God makes sense out of upside down situations and you must learn how to sense the Holy Spirit and His instruction.
* Remember your roots. You represent the family name.
* Hold your head high - you can change the world
* Never be afraid to cry or show emotion.
* Don"t marry the person you can live with, marry the person you cannot live without.
* When you are a father remember that you are not an anchor or a sail but rather a light who points the way
* If something seems too good to be true it usually is
* Be characterized as an investor rather than as a spender in relationships, finances, time, life. Look at the "return" you are getting and decide if it is the best place for your resources.
* Remember that I love you more than life itself

Life is good. Live it to the fullest.

Love,

Dad

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See You.

WH

9.01.2004

It Has Been A While, Hope You Are Well

Busy is a good word. NO, frantic is better.

If you read the last post - May for God's sake - I was talking about starting a new job. I began full time in June, having provided input and consultation since February, and it has been full-on wide open since then. We opened on July 12th. Here is a link to the web site if you are interested -
HealthFirst/Rapidcare.


This is an amazing place to work. We have a great staff. Energetic, smart, motivated and "can do" type of people. We are going to change the way that urgent and primary is practiced. In fact, in five years or so you will be able to go to your doctor's office and thank us for the fact that you didn't have to wait for TWO FREAKING HOURS for a scheduled appointment.

Our average patient wait for August was 7 minutes before the chief complaint was addressed - you read that right - 7 minutes. I could go on and on about what we do here but it is amazing. The web site has some basic information.

I am thankful for the opportunity to work here and be surrounded my folks who are high quality and true team workers.

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My family is doing well. My incredible wife Jen has been great through this transition and has decided to stay working a few days a week for the activity and relationships. For the next few weeks, however, she will be working every day to sub in for a good friend who is having surgery. This friend actually took over Jen's job at Dogwood, so the work Jen will be doing is the same stuff she is used to. The real benefit is that she can sleep in late and not have to get up early. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.... She is very excited about getting to work out regularly and take care of her health. We love just hanging out, spending time together and even shopping for clothes (just not too much). I love loving her and being loved. My life is enriched in every way by Jen's presence.

Jason enters Marine Basic Training in just a few weeks. I am so proud of him and his decision which he made on his own. He is so far beyond where I was when I was his age. Very mature and astute in many areas. Remember, he is 18. Our home will be quieter and we'll miss him a lot. I will hopefully post some of the letters that I write to him during the next few months. September 20th is his day. Please pray for him.

Jessie, my 15 yr old daughter, is growing up. She just entered 10th grade and is the apple of my eye. That is exactly what I intend to tell every guy that wants to date her. In fact the dating has started and she is learning some great lessons about what type of guy that she really wants to be around. I am so proud of her for how she is managing the teen years. I have kids that are way beyond what I deserve.

Our church community is also doing well. Here is the link for them: Downtown Vineyard

We are trying to honestly follow God and flesh out this relationship thing in a real way - I love the people more and more all of the time. We are part of a small group there and are able to serve in a variety of ways. If you are in Augusta, GA drop in.

Well, gotta go. I'm at the office now and it has slowed for a few minutes so I had a hankering to catch up on the blog.

Hang in there all. Have hope. God believes in you even if we don't believe in Him.

WH

5.23.2004

Just A Recap!

As I have pondered what to write I realized that I have left some posts unfinished. Here goes:

1. The obvious. Limehouse didn't win the Derby. He came in a respectable 4th place. Smarty Jones dominated the Preakness and look for him to run away with the Belmont. Limehouse is scheduled to run in the Ohio Derby in mid June. Go Limehouse!!

2. My friend's wife who had the breast cancer. She had surgery this past Thursday and it went very well. There is no more cancer in the surrounding area - pathology comes back next week. The scar is small and the choices for full recovery are excellent. There will be reconstructive surgery in the near future.

3. My son. He graduates high school this next Saturday - May 29th - after 13 years of school. He enters the Marines Basic Training at Parris Island, SC September 20th. We have some things planned this summer. Notably a father/son backpacking trip on the Pacific Crest Trail in Washington State. This is an annual event we do with friends of mine who live out there. I couldn't be more proud of Jason as he has grown into a responsible young man.

4. My daughter Jessie. She finishes 9th grade this year. Her first year in High School and she has done wonderfully. She does well with academics and is surely at the top of her class. Jessie got her driving permit the day of her 15th birthday and will be getting her license after completing the required 40 hours of driving.

5. My love. Jen, my wife, and I spent yesterday putting a flower bed in the front yard. It looks great and we both have sore hamstrings from the bending and standing. So we walk around the house like cripples - especially if we have to bend over for something or sit down (as in use the potty - ouch). Jen brings laughter and life into my days. She is my hero. As I mentioned in previous posts, she has Cystic Fibrosis. In spite if that fucking disease she presses on - we were at the doctors this past Friday and she is due for another clean out - I am so fortunate to be married to someone with such courage and "fight". She has taught me so much about life.

6. My job. I am transitioning out of the fitness industry and into the medical world. I will be working with a good friend in Charleston, SC who is opening a medical clinic - like Dr.'s Care but without the 2 hour wait times - that is state of the art in technology and service. I will be project manager for setting up the clinic IT stuff and office manager/human resources/general lackie once the office gets going. There are many good things about the job and I will be able to utilize the gifts and abilities in seeing this be successful. The goal is to be able to open more clinics down the road and grow into a network of family practice/urgent care practices in the state.

7. Faith Community. Jen and I are part of an "emerging" church in Augusta, GA. The Downtown Vineyard is where we grow and develop our faith. We are part of a small group that meets Thursday evenings and are studying through Acts right now, exploring what being a disciple of Jesus Christ is all about. Neat people and a real family trying to work through our shit together. Not for the faint of heart:)

That about does it for the "catch-up" blog. I hope all is well with you.

WH

5.01.2004

Kentucky Derby - Run For the Roses

Here we are in Lexington, KY, a short drive to Louisville and the track - Churchill Downs, watching the light rain fall. Jen and I are here with her office mate and her husband to attend the Kentucky Derby 130 | 2004 | .

They work for Dogwood Stable, a racing partnership headquartered in Aiken, SC. One of Dogwoods horses, Limehouse is in the running!! Look for him in post position 3 - green and yellow silks - yellow dots.

If Limehouse wins, look for us in the winners circle.

WH

3.25.2004

Journey Revisited

I wish that this place wasn't so familiar. A friend called earlier this week. His wife has breast cancer - shit. She has surgery today. I am glad that we have each other as they walk through this valley. Many survivors. Many soldiers. Many casualities. My heart aches for his wife, him, and their two daughters.

More later...

WH

3.11.2004

Going Out With A Bang

Interesting acticle by a well respected former chairman of the Space Research Center, Quebec, CanadaThere Was No Big Bang.

WH

3.08.2004

The Passion, the Hairy Baby, and Creepy Christians

Well, I decided that I would write something about The Passion of The Christ. What started this line of thought was the distaste that I have for the church trying to market stuff for it's own benefit. The Passion is a good example. You can now get little nail necklaces, tracts to hand out to the "unsaved" who are leaving the theaters, books, etc. Soon to follow are Passion Bible studies, small group materials, and counseling tools. This is the very thing that Jesus reacted to concerning the money changers in the Temple. They were in the way of those trying to approach God - exploiting them for their benefit - not making it easy for others to get to the Holy One of Israel.

Some of the materials may actually be good - the thing that chaps my ass is the way that the church seems to be poised to react to everything instead of ACT. If the church were properly positioned in the community they would be able to integrate the discussion of the Passion to the lives of the people in the community because the life of Christ would have already been part of the discussion - evident in the lives of the people who are disciples. I fear that what has happened instead is that the church has cloistered itself behind whatever is available and beckons people to come in rather than BE involved the lives of people who are in the community.

Oh well, I digress. Anyhow, after the movie we were talking. The one thing that none of us could understand was the "hairy baby" that Satan was carrying around during the flogging scene. Now that was creepy. I'm not a Bible scholar but that one flew right by me. There isn't any type of reference, figure of speech, or shadow if intimation that would explain that weird thing. So we left it at that. Weird. Just left it.

A few days later someone asked me if they had told me what some other people had "interpreted" this weird baby thing to mean. I said "No." The person asked if I wanted to know. I said "no." You see, some people just love to tell others what they believe that "the lord revealed" to them about anything. I used to run in these crowds - embarrassingly I admit that. Maybe that's what bothers me. Maybe it's just that in that place you just love to hear what kind of crap comes out of your mouth, and you love that people care - or pretend to care. The attention is intoxicating. I could give a shit about what "prophetic" christians think about the hairy baby. I wanted to know what Mel Gibson was doing! (For what it is worth the "interpretation" was that the baby was a mockery of the virgin birth and Mary - I had another person who wasn't trying to be coy tell me).

Low and behold, a friend sent a link from Christianity Today that was the answer that Mel Gibson gave for the hairy baby. Here is the link Mel's answer to the creepy baby.

Thankfully the answer wasn't even close to the "interpretation" given by the "prophetic" people. Smugly I say, "Thank you Jesus."

WH

1.31.2004

Ramping up to blog...I'm Back(for now)

Thanks for the prompts to get back to the blog. This has been a chaotic season. Those who know me are aware that I am in the fitness industry and this is our busiest time of year...one statistic says that 12% of the US population joins a health club in January. Our trend has been similar here in Aiken, SC. We are busy.

On another note, Aiken, SC made national news twice in one week. First news item was for the once every 30 years ice storm. We were, in our home, without power for about 36 hours. Some have fared worse - they are w/o still: 6 days later. We, the health club, offered showers for those in the community who were unable to clean up. Second news item - James Brown was arrested for criminal domestic violence. As mentioned in a previous blog, SC is the most dangerous place for a women to live in the USA. Sad. The Godfather of Soul beat up his wife. Looked rough in the mug shot too, so unbelievably, they let him take a second mug shot. Now, to be fair about how scary his mug shot was - he too had been without power for three days and hadn't showered, etc. Still, he looked rough. Rah Aiken!! What a croc of shit. James was just pardoned last year by SC Department of Corrections(assault, etc, served two plus years in the "hotel Aiken" for this)and rec'd Kennedy Center honors this past year too. I hope he gets the help he needs. He must be "off" a bit, said he was on his way to the United Nations, after getting out of jail yesterday, so he could promote peace in the world. Huh?!? "let's kick some 'old lady' ass and promote peace." Well, stranger things have happened, I just can't remember when.

On a more serious note. My kids rock!! I am so appreciative of my children. Their ages are 14(15 in April) and 17(18 in June). My son is the eldest. He is respectful, intelligent, responsible, and a great young man. I ride his ass a little too much some times about the small stuff, but sometimes it's the small stuff that gets by and bites you. He is graduating this year. Made the A/B honor roll this quarter. I don't think that I have had to "look over his shoulder" concerning home work for years now. He is also very "self aware". Prime example. A few months ago he emerged from what we laughingly call his "cave" and proclaimed, "you know dad, now that I am 17, almost 18, the decisions that I make are pretty much mine. I mean, I'm responsible for them and my future. You've pretty much done your job and it's up to me now."

How about that!! As frightening as that sounds, it's true. He's got much more on the ball than I had at that age. Anyhow, he "emerged" again from the cave about two weeks after the first "declaration of independence" and said, "I really don't like school. I don't want to go to college, study something that I'm not sure that I want to, and be $20-30,000 in debt(We had been looking at and visiting colleges for possible admission for the past few months - a whole 'nother group of stories). I also lack discipline and self motivation in some areas so I'm going to join the Marines! I figure that if I can do that for 4 years I will have money saved, $32,500 for college (GI bill) and I will have the discipline to do just about anything that I want."

After my wife(his step-mom)finished screaming, "What, and go to war!" and various other insightful and sensitive attempts to encourage him(you have to understand - my wife is half Italian[I know - pray for me], and that half is very evident - vocal and dramatic - not a silent half - she blurts and waves her hands around as she communicates), we realized that he was following through on his first declaration. He was making his first BIG life decision. I couldn't argue with his reasoning. He thought this one out. He had taken the step.

The status in that decision is that he is formally engaged to the Marines. That means that he has been cleared medically and taken his first oath. His nuptial date, the second oath, is September 20, 2004. Parris Island, SC, just two hours and an entire universe away from home. 13 weeks after that date he will be one of the Few and Proud - "No Better Friend, No Worse Enemy."

I couldn't be more proud. I can't watch the Marine videos w/o choking up. That date in December when he graduates will be unbelievably emotional. I'll keep you in touch as the time draws near. Right now he is working part-time, finishing his senior year, playing basketball and X-Box, and getting ready for basic Training by spending time at the Health Club that dad manages - membership does have it's privledges:) While most 18 year olds will be fighting with Biology 1 and freshman jitters and all of the bullshit that the first year of school brings - my son will become a man. At 18. When did you understand what it meant to be responsible? When did you know what it was to be an adult? I sure as hell wasn't 18. I love and admire my son. He is the coolest and most amazing 18 year old I know. He is my best friend. What a gift. How many parents can say that? I told you my kids rock.

So, I'll leave it at that. More on my daughter in another blog.

Glad to be back. Hope to stay here.

WH

1.09.2004

I'm Thinking, I'm Thinking

Hey there. I know that it has been an embarassingly long time since I posted. No excuses are sufficient. Something is coming this weekend. I hope:)

WH