The Mayonnaise Jar

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The Mayonnaise Jar

By: Jeff Cox

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day is not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and two cups of coffee.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him.

When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and fills it with golf balls.

He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured it into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls.

He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else.

He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous “YES”.

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

“Now,” said the professor, as the laughter subsided, “I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things – God, family,
children, health, friends, and favorite passions. Things, that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the things that matter like your job, house, and car. The sand is everything else — the small stuff.” he said.

“If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued, “There is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are
important to you…” he told them.

“So… pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Worship with your family. Play with your children. Take your partner out to dinner. Spend time with good friends. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the dripping tap. Take care of the golf balls first — the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.”

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.

The professor smiled and said, “I’m glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.”

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Giving Thanks for Sight and Smell

Every day I walk through my yard, sipping my coffee,  looking at the flowers in bloom.  I call this my “morning walk”  I am so thankful to see the sights.  It is like the garden knows what colors I need to help me through the day.

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Thoughts Lead By Sights

Today was an overcast windy beach day.  As I walked my three mile jaunt I saw many things that made my mind wander.

The first sight that triggered my thoughts was the man  kitesurfing. I watched him bounce across the waves and through to myself that is like life.  Some days you go along smoothly and others are choppy.

Bouncing Across the Waves

But the kitesurfer’s journey soon was replaced with a sight of a Hobie Cat (a small sailing catamaran). The Hobie Cat triggered a thought of Groupon. Groupon has a offer right now for sailing lessons.  I always wanted to learn to sail a Hobie Cat.  *Note to self sign up for lessons!

Reminder: Learn to sail one of these

Along the journey I saw a camera crew filming a man talking against the beach as a backdrop. My thoughts questioned just how many people see Fort Lauderdale Beach in photographs or videos.  I thought how many locals get to see this beautiful beach other than news reporters getting blown away in storms.

Camera Crew filming

Across the street I see a HUGE monstrosity, the unfinished Trump International Hotel and Tower.  There it stands empty taking up space.  My thoughts turn to anger as I see how greed invaded the beach.  Here is a building constructed by the wealthy and the powerful…or so they think!

The unfinished Trump International Hotel & Tower

My eyes quickly focus in on the homeless man sleeping just beyond the sea-grass. He is covered up and hidden from the view of the people on the sidewalk.  How sad, I think to myself; a man is sleeping here and Donald Trump’s empty tower of rooms is directly across the street.

Homeless Man Sleeping on the Beach

I reached the 1.5 mile marker and decided to turn around.  I reached the Vista Mar cross walk and noticed dog poop.  It reminded me how just yesterday at the same spot a young girl sat on the beach wall with all her possessions around her.  She had the cutest puppy.  The girl appeared to be homeless.  She was applying her makeup as the dog vied for attention.  I remembered how that puppy made me smile.

The dog made me smile, not so much the poop!

My thoughts were focusing on what must I get done today.  What was my daily goal? Then I saw two groups gathering.  One was a group of homeless men that were gathering on the wall by the Las Olas Boulevard beach entrance.  The other was a group of lifeguards congregating around a lifeguard tower. I thought, the lifeguards are discussing how to rescue and the homeless men were discussing how to survive.

Goal: To Rescue

Goal: To Survive

I am almost back to the start. I look down and see a big pile of human feces.

A big pile of human feces

Immediately, I think how thankful I am!

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Disappearing Smiles

Today on my beach walk I saw lots of people smiling.  They were enjoying the great Florida weather.  It was peaceful on the south end of the Fort Lauderdale Beach.

The Goodyear Blimp sailed over the shoreline.

But on the north end of Fort Lauderdale Beach the smiles were disappearing from a few morning commuters’ faces.  The Fort Lauderdale Police had setup a rather large speed trap.  The police were pulling cars over on both the north and south lanes.  Each time I passed by the officers at at least six vehicles stopped and tickets were being issued.

As a passed a pulled over car, I saw a young woman wiping her eyes with a Starbucks’ napkin.  She seemed to miss the beauty around her.  I wanted to tell her; “It will get better dear, I promise.”

 

 

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Enjoying the Beach

As I strutted along Fort Lauderdale beach this morning, I started to feel incredibly happy. I was listening to Shane McGowen sing old Irish songs on my iPhone.  All my thoughts were coming together and I started to see clarity in many issues that have overcome me this past week.

Fort Lauderdale Beach is a great beach to escape to.  Everyone is there for exercise, socialization, deep thought or rest.  I watch people walk or run past each other and offer a smile.  I see people gathered together for coffee.  People running along with their thoughts.  It is a place of happiness for many.

Then sadness hit; with a thud.  All the vagrants living on the beach.  I watched two share a bottle of liquor at 7:45am.  They were splitting it into two water bottles.  They were making a feeble attempt to hide their actions.

More vagrants joined the groups as they awoke from their sleeping spots along the sand.  They sat on the beach wall on the Los Olas Boulvard enterance to the beach.  Right there directly next to the 100th monument commemorating the City of Fort Lauderdale’s centennial.

The 100th sign is the most photographed sight in Fort Lauderdale.  Tourist come and have there picture taken next to the “100″.  It has fast become a landmark.  Often I hear; “I am meeting them by the 100″!

Today, no one will want to be near the centennial land mark. As one of the vagrants, dropped his pants and defecated on the sidewalk next to the monument.  All walkers and runners on the beach dodged the pile.

I just find it hard to feel comparison after seeing this.

 

 

 

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What Is Wrong With These Pictures?????

Alexandria Sladonmarler has been living on the streets of Lake Ridge for sometime.  She can often be found drinking a beer on any road closures east of 15th Avenue.

Alexandria (Lexi) walks up to cars and either begs for a cigarette or offers services. One afternoon, I watched Lexi service three different men in a short few hours.  She took payment in beer from the first man.  She walked up and down Sunrise Blvd., knocking on windows of men in the Wendy’s or Burger King drive-up.

I call her Heidi, Heidi of the Mountains.  the reason was when I first saw her she was working the road closure on NE 17th Avenue.  Her blonde hair was braided in two braids hanging down her shoulders.  She was drinking a beer in a small paper bag on the step of an apartment building.  Her looks reminded me of the girl who lived with her grandfather in the Alps, hence the nickname Heidi.

Lexi has been arrested 26 times since January 2011.  All the arrests are either alcohol violations or trespassing charges or a combo of both charges.  She has an extensive rap sheet and visits the same three Judges regularly.  This rap sheet does not include the numerous times Fort Lauderdale Police Department must pick her up and bring her to Broward General Hospital for treatment.  She has been in the system for years.

I listed a few of her arrests:

July 23, 2009    2 counts Battery; Resisting Arrest w/o violence; Judge Ginger Lerner-Wren
August 10, 2010    Municipal Ordin/ Criminal Charge; Judge Stacy Ross (Alcohol)
October 21, 2010    Alcohol Violation; Judge Kenneth Gottlieb
November 30, 2010    Alcohol Violation; Judge Ginger Lerner-Wren
January 12, 2011    Alcohol Violation; Judge Ginger Lerner-Wren
January 25, 2011    Municipal Ordin/ Criminal Charge; Judge Stacy Ross (Alcohol)
February 1, 2011    Municipal Ordin/ Criminal Charge;  Judge Stacy Ross (Alcohol)
May 6, 2011    TRESP/PROP/OTH STRUCT; Judge Edward Merrigan
May 19, 2011    Alcohol Violation; Judge Edward Merrigan
May 19, 2011    Trespassing; Judge Edward Merrigan
June 2, 2011    TRESPASS STRUCT/CONVEYANCE; Judge Ginger Lerner-Wren
June 8, 2011    Alcohol Violation; Judge Kenneth Gottlieb
June 17, 2011    Trespassing; Judge Kenneth Gottlieb
July 1, 2011    Alcohol Violation;  Judge Kenneth Gottlieb
July 11, 2011    TRESPASS STRUCT/CONVEYANCE; Judge Ginger Lerner-Wren

Really… can we stop this reoccurring problem?  Is this not abusive on our resources?  Is this acceptable?

 UPDATE:

Alexandria V. Sladonmarler was arrested again on August 1, 2011! 

Judge Ginger Lerner-Wren, When is it enough??

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On the 12th Day of July

On the 12th day of July the street of NE 17th Avenue brought up to me; two prostitutes and a john standing near a palm tree.

Every day there is something to see at the road closure on NE 17th Avenue. Today, the lovely Heidi of the Mountains was perched on the steps of Villa Medici. She seemed to be waiting for clients to approach. Heidi’s real name is Alexandra (Lexi). She is homeless but survives on the streets.
Lexi aka Heidi works the Wendy’s driveup line. She has no qualms about walking up to a car and knocking for business. I guess anything for a sale. Heidi’s prices are cheap too. She works for a beer. This beer can be bought at Speedy’s the local (in)convenience store for a whole $1.00.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

NE 17th Avenue has plenty of working girls.  In fact at 6:13 pm tonight I witness this exchange:

 

 

 

 

 

 

I really would rather a partridge in a pear tree!

If you can’t make the Neighborhood Crime Walk please turn on your front porch lights in support.  Where there is light there is limited crime!

 

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Oh shucks…it was not the Beer Fairy!!

This morning I woke up to find a package under my front palm tree. It was 5 full cans of Steel Reserve 211 lager , a pack of ciggies and a court notice.

 

So, Dennis Patrick Callahan was on my front lawn. Dennis was drinking one of those Steel Reserve 211, on my front lawn, under a bedroom window.

 

I have a message for Dennis. Get out of our neighborhood. You are not welcome here in these parts. Beat Feet! Scram! Hit the Road!

And I thought it was the Beer Fairy!

Dennis P. Callahan Mugshot Nov. 2010

Just a few of Dennis P. Callahan’s mugshots.  His arrest record is extensive.

 

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Where is This City He Speaks Of?

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Last week the Mayor of Fort Lauderdale, John P. “Jack” Seiler gave the state of the city address. He painted a lovely picture of a great city, where people flocked and were safe. These residents of the city got to … Continue reading

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Making Mama Proud!

Tonight I was driving north up US1/Federal Highway in Fort Lauderdale. I had my 12 year old daughter in the front seat and Bob, our kitten in his carrier in the back seat. My child needed to be at Improv rehearsals and well, Bob was not feeling to good as he was neuter today.

Upon exiting the Henry E. Kinney Tunnel or the New River Tunnel a silver Ford Mustang flew out of a side street and stopped dead in my lane. I slammed on the brakes and blew the horn. I checked to see if my daughter and Bob were okay. After the quick assessment, all was okay. Now the driver of the Mustang was still at a dead stop in the middle of the highway. this did not effect the driver he just sat in that spot not moving until the light turned red and all the cars had to stop.

Not using signals this boy drove over solid lines to the next lane which happened to be a proceed straight lane. He now starts yelling at the car to his right that he wants in that lane so he can turn west onto Broward Blvd. I have not choice but to pull up next to him on his left side. Windows down, music blaring and a chick slumped down in his passenger seat. The passenger side quarter panel is smashed in.

Now junior starts yelling at me. I roll down the window allowing my cool air conditioning to escape. It was obviously he did not have AC. But he had a chick and they had been to Hooters cause these two were sipping drinks in the Hooters cups.

Well, now Chickie yells at me “take a Xanax” and “no body will let us in that lane”. I reply with oh, okay but stopping in the middle of a highway is dangerous. This is when Chickie loses control. I get called all the names and now I am the bad driver!!!

Chickie now starts lewd gestures. So I say to myself this is too good to keep all to myself I must share this entertainment. I pull out the handy dandy cell phone and start snapping and filming. Her gestures were spot on. Her mama must be so proud of her.

I apologize for now getting all the gestures, but he drove away fast after all I got his plate number.


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