Similar story that I've heard in the halls of recovery.... you can't help everyone but you might be able to make a difference for someone....

"Once upon a time, there was an old man who used to go to the ocean to do his writing. He had a habit of walking on the beach every morning before he began his work. Early one morning, he was walking along the shore after a big storm had passed and found the vast beach littered with starfish as far as the eye could see, stretching in both directions.

Off in the distance, the old man noticed a small boy approaching. As the boy walked, he paused every so often and as he grew closer, the man could see that he was occasionally bending down to pick up an object and throw it into the sea. The boy came closer still and the man called out, “Good morning! May I ask what it is that you are doing?”

The young boy paused, looked up, and replied “Throwing starfish into the ocean. The tide has washed them up onto the beach and they can’t return to the sea by themselves,” the youth replied. “When the sun gets high, they will die, unless I throw them back into the water.”

The old man replied, “But there must be tens of thousands of starfish on this beach. I’m afraid you won’t really be able to make much of a difference.”

The boy bent down, picked up yet another starfish and threw it as far as he could into the ocean. Then he turned, smiled and said, “It made a difference to that one!”

It's kind of a Zen way of thinking and it fits with the title of this thread.

Screw the starfish..

Maybe the starfish all had an epiphany, a moment of clarity,
And realized their existence was so pointless and painfully meaningless,
and so threw themselves up on the seashore to put an end to the suffering for once and for all.
Only to have some stupid kid come along and throw them back in the ocean,
Serving only to prolong their endless agony.

Or something like that…

Mornin' dudes.

Coffee in progress. I see a couple deuces in my future... mine and then Tank's.

When I saw all this starfish talk, I was surprised Drafter didn't come in and say "I'd hit it."

I see what you did there.

Good Saturday Morning to All! It's a muggy 69° on the way to 84° today.

No starfish philsosophy, I'm pretty sure nature knows better what has to die and when.

I'm not sure if starfish have boobs but if they do, I'm sure Drafter has seen them. He'd prolly pluck off one of it's boobs to grow another starfish.

You're 167 Bucko... not sure why your seeing things wrong.

That's what she said...

And you'll be the prime suspect.

Mornin one & all.

Odds and ends today. Maybe get in the pool for the first time of the season. Flying to Orlando tomorrow.

Morning,

[Rant on]
Woke up at 8am to to the sherrif banging on my front door and ringing the bell. He was trying to find out if the black Honda CRV that crashed into a tree last night was ours. We don't have a CRV, but do have a black Honda Pilot that I showed him had zero damage to it.

Turns out it was my mother's car that she had loaned to my niece while my mother is out of town. F'ing neice hit a tree and called her mom. Her mom went to the scene and picked her up and took her home in the middle of the night. She didn't call it in to the police or have the car towed away from the scene. Just burried her head in the sand until this morning. By then, two different police departments were involved in an investigation to make sure know one was hurt and to try to ascertain what happened.

So, I stepped outside and called my sisiter and asked if my niece was sober because the cops were heaeding to my sister's house after leaving here. My Sister said my niece was sober so I left it at that.

Then we went to the scene to see my mother's car. F'd up really bad. Hit a tree at the front corner and side panel on the driver side. Impact was translated through engine compartmentand to the wheel on the opposite side of the axel, with both wheels showing significant damage (not a good sign) and engine compartment equipment hanging down beneath the car. There was yellow law enforcement tape wrapped around the car so I didn't touch or open the car to inspect it or pop the hood latch to see how bad it really is. But, I know it's bad.

A day or two before she left town, I started to question my mother why she was taking the risk of her car being in an accident while my niece had it- and told her I would not do it under any circumstance. She brushed me off big time. Mom has to finaly wake up to the fact that her grandaughter is a loser and that she can't take risks like that.

My sister and niece can go F themselves for their total irresponsibility. And, I am the one who is going to have to clean this mess up for my mom. who is almost 85.
[Rant off]

One eighty NINE!

What a mess. Sounds totaled and they are on the PD watch list now. I’m sure they suspect DUI.

You certinally have a license to rant, Mother's day weekend too.

Sorry for your troubles Robert. Thankfully no personal injuries.

Made myself another whiskey sour. 2 oz EC barrel proof, 3/4 oz fresh squeezed lemon juice and 3/4 oz simple syrup I just made since the bottle was empty. Sooooo damn good. Think I'll have another.

Good afternoon 500 folks, it’s a beautiful day in Kentucky for a cigar and a campfire 👌🏻

That's funny because cattle farms galore are south of me and I used to get a crash case every year or so due to a horse or cow bolting across the highway into a car's oncomming path. Defense was always that someone else had to have let the animal get loose, not the owner, because the gate was locked.

Sorry to learn that, Shawn.

I'm assuming you're not sorry about the whiskey sour recipe .

I had a bit of a rocky start. I left it and life is good. No worries.

yadda yadda yadda...

Country style pork ribs on da grill.. bruschetta on sliced baguette..

Dang Bucky youse be slipping ^ a

One double NEIN