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I have a relative who is a hoarder. Her mom purchased a new house for her to move into, and "start over" again. Alas; in short order, the new house was as horrible as the previous one had been. It is a terrible mental illness.

As a Realtor, I've had a few times that I've either sold homes owned by hoarders, or met with them. These poor people are utterly divorced from reality. At times, you are unable to enter some of the rooms; they are filled from floor to ceiling with stuff.

I sometimes think I am a bit OCD - but yes; thank goodness it isn't of the hoarder variety!!

John Pepple

I congratulate you, Peg, for actually being able to sell homes owned by hoarders.

By the way, I hope that you as a philosopher enjoyed the brick story. I laughed at that for quite a while when I first heard it. I still laugh at it.


Oh, yes - indeed (brick story).

Reminds me of a bridge story, which I hope I can translate to non-bridge players. When you play tournament bridge, you have a "bidding" process where you describe your hand and hope that you and your bridge partner arrive in the right spot. As it is a competitive game, you and your partner are always warring with the other partnership, each trying to "do right" for themselves, as the other pair does what they can so you do not.

One of the rules of bridge is that everything must be accomplished through bridge language and system. Extraneous acts like making a face, taking a very long or short time to take an action, etc. is not allowed. This imparts information, and if someone inadvertently does this, the partner is not allowed to take advantage of the information gleaned.

So, one day I was competing with my partner, and one opponent thought a very, very long time. Her partner then took an action based upon that thinking. We called the director (like an "umpire") and he said to our opponents, "Did this player take a long time to make her call?"

"OH NO!" both answered. "Totally in tempo!"

The director shrugged; it was "he said/she said."

Our bidding continued - and, lo and behold, my partner and I got to a superior spot because of this! Then - the recriminations began.

"Why did you big again?" inquired the one who had thought so long. "They had not arrived at the top spot."

"Well," responded the other. "You thought so long, I thought you had something extra."!!!!

Class: dismissed.

John Pepple

Yup. I don't understand it entirely, but when the partner admitted that "You thought so long," that contradicted what they had said before.

On a slightly different note, I was once playing Clue with family members. When I make a guess of the three cards, I make sure I've already got two of them. If no one shows me anything, then I know that the third item is one of hidden cards.

But this time I accidentally made a guess when I had all three of the cards. Naturally, no one showed me anything. I was thinking that that was just about the dumbest thing I had ever done, but it turned out that it fooled other people into thinking that one or more of those cards were the hidden ones. Knowing me, they naturally assumed it was an intelligent guess. It was all pretty funny.

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