Why Didn’t I Notice This Before?!

The mythical Mount Olympus in northern Greece....
The view from Mount Olympus

Dear Har-old,

“You’re just like your dad. Y’all watch the same show over and over.”

Then you responded, “Yeah I watch shows at least twice. First time for entertainment. Second time for educational purposes.”

Remember that.

How about you get it the first time?

Ironically, all your favorite detective shows like Monk, Psych, Criminal Minds and SVU have clues in every episode.

But you don’t have your “aww” moment until the last ten minutes of the show.

Then when you watch the re-run, that’s when you get the detective-eye:

You see the things you blinked on before.

The things you missed because you had your focus on the top of the t.v screen instead of the bottom.

The things you missed because you don’t have two t.v’s in the room, so you had to change the channel back and forth to see what was happening on your other favorite show, that just so happened to be on at the same hour.

Next time you watch a NEW episode of a detective type show, work the case from home.

Open eyes. Open ears. Open mind.

Then when those last ten minutes come you will say “I knew it” instead of “aww.”

Watch shows like these to develop your Mount Olympus foresight.

It’s always who you least expect.

Futuristically yours,



Who Burnt The Popcorn?!

Extra butter

Dear Har-old,

“I just wished that nobody made a movie of me while I was still alive.”

And if I could add to Zuckerberg’s quote: ” . . . and while I’m only 26 years young!”

Dead or old.

Did not believe. But you did entertain thoughts of the world ending on the 21st. You did, Har-old.

Your beef was: “I’m too young to die.” “I haven’t lived yet.” “What about my future?”

And that got me thinking . . .

About how I can make you and every other young’n UNCOMFORTABLE with a biographical movie.

So, what’s on the menu?


Burnt popcorn!

This new section will be movie trailers of y’all young lives UP TO THIS POINT.

Made by those that know you best.

That means they are in control of who plays you, the name of the movie, the trailer’s music, what genre it is: a comedy, a romance, an action-packed film.

But … I’m hoping it’s a DRAMA!


Then everybody will vote on which trailer they would like to see turned into an actual film, consequently going to the movies to see.

And one more thing …

Life doesn’t get a sequel.

Futuristically yours,


Do Not Be-come At-tached

Mr. Potato Head and Friends
Many Faces of Mr. Potato Head

Dear Har-old,

NBA Finals. Game seven. Three seconds left. Lakers down by one point. On the road. Fouled. Kobe goes to the free throw line.

Ruckus arena. 20k+. Fans behind the basketball goal trying their best to distract Kobe with their antics: disrespectful signs, dressing up as a brick wall, waving their hands and arms, throwing shirts or towels in the air.

Undeterred. Kobe ties the game. Just when you thought the decibels couldn’t get any higher, it do. Just when you thought the antics couldn’t get any sillier, they do. Even the opposing players participate with trash talk. Their season is on the line.

The ultimate showman. Kobe shoots the second free throw with his eyes closed. Swish!

The audacity. The boldness. The riskiness. The confidence. The cockiness. The attitude.

The sports analyst said, “The outside world doesn’t bother Kobe because in his mind he is in an empty gym.”

Har-old, the next time someone says and asks, “It’s so loud in here, how are you able to concentrate on your reading?”

Respond with, “In my mind I am in an empty library.”

Physically here _

Mentally there >>>>>>>>>>

You are Mr. Potato Head.

Tune them out.

De-tach your mind from your body when you “don’t want to hear it.”

At-tach it to a book, a motivational song, an inspirational movie, or to be selfish, me, the future. Whatever!

Your de-tach-a-bil-i-ty is a GOOD thing. Do not let them tell you otherwise!

Do not become at-tached!

Futuristically yours,


two YOU's in future