Never trade Luck for Skill

 

In my life there have been times that I thought I was good at something. One night I bowled a 290 with a ball that I had paid fifty cents for at a yard sale. If you do not know, that is a near perfect game. Man I thought I was good! The next night on a league night, I bowled a 70 with the same ball. I gave it to the kids to play in the yard with.. That is called LUCK.

Once in a game of pool, I made some super extraordinary fantastic shots, won every game and thought I was good. I Never beat those guys again. That was LUCK.

I decided once to make some soup. I searched ‘Tomato soup’ on this computer and I got back a recipe for ‘the world’s best tomato soup’. I didn’t have all the ingredients, so I substituted something’s logical (to me). The soup was a tremendous success. Sherry said it was the best soup she ever tasted. Shirl even sampled it and said it was great. I did not print out the recipe, I did not remember what I substituted, I tried again, and the soup was ‘good’ but not excellent. LUCK.

Sometimes in life we start to base our lives on LUCK instead of skill and we may lose a little. So I try to learn from my mistakes as humans should.

I KNOW I am a fair bowler, not good enough to consider skilled.

I KNOW I cannot shot pool with a pool player, I am not even considered good.

I now KNOW why a person should have a recipe, if they are not SKILLED as a Chef.

The long used statement is very true, you can fool some of the people all of the time, you can fool all of the people some of the time, but you cannot fool all of the people all of the time. (did I get that right?) I have found this to be a shameful fact: SOME PEOPLE FOOL THEM SELVES ALL THE TIME!

Now, I don’t even know what this post is about except I made soup last night and it was pretty good, but not GREAT! (but the whole pot was less than 200 calories.)

Nite Shipslog

PS:

Women will never be equal to men until they can walk down the street with a bald head and a beer gut, and still think they are sexy.