What Would You Like To Have Been If You Had Your Time Again?

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Think of it, now you may say, I wish I had learned this when I was young. I would have loved to have made it my career.

For me there are a few.

I love watching tennis and wish I had taken lessons as a child and worked my way up to compete with the best.

I wish I had learned keyboards, the piano and how to read music. I would have been in bands and have been a session musician and even composed music as a profession.

I actually learned drums, in my teens, never well enough to be a top performer though.

I wish I could have been a professional comedy and joke writer.

What do you wish you had got into and learned when young?
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  • Profile picture of the author Dan Riffle
    Originally Posted by lanfear63 View Post

    I wish I could have been a professional comedy and joke writer.
    Basically, you wished you would've starved to death?
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  • Profile picture of the author Claude Whitacre
    Originally Posted by lanfear63 View Post

    Think of it, now you may say, I wish I had learned this when I was young. I would have loved to have made it my career.

    For me there are a few.

    I love watching tennis and wish I had taken lessons as a child and worked my way up to compete with the best.

    I wish I had learned keyboards, the piano and how to read music. I would have been in bands and have been a session musician and even composed music as a profession.

    I actually learned drums, in my teens, never well enough to be a top performer though.

    I wish I could have been a professional comedy and joke writer.

    What do you wish you had got into and learned when young?
    Maybe...when I was 25 years old or so, I would have liked to try my hand at stand up comedy. I doubt I would have been good at anything besides selling or stand up comedy.

    However, I genuinely wish I would have been a kinder person when I was young.
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    • Profile picture of the author Dan Riffle
      Originally Posted by Claude Whitacre View Post

      Maybe...when I was 25 years old or so, I would have liked to try my hand at stand up comedy.
      Watching you stand up is comedy enough.
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    • Profile picture of the author lanfear63
      Originally Posted by Claude Whitacre View Post

      Maybe...when I was 25 years old or so, I would have liked to try my hand at stand up comedy. I doubt I would have been good at anything besides selling or stand up comedy.

      However, I genuinely wish I would have been a kinder person when I was young.
      Looking at some of your serious business presentations on You-tube, I would say wish fulfilled.

      Now come on guys and girls, and Riffle. There must have been something that even just for a minute, you had a fanciful wish to aspire to learn and become? All natural talent aside.

      I remember, aged 4 (in 1960), standing on Slough, UK's railway station bridge and watching the steam trains go underneath, and announcing to my parents that I wanted to be a train driver when I grew up. About a year later they replaced all the steam trains with diesel. Not so appealing.
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      • Profile picture of the author Jeffery
        Originally Posted by lanfear63 View Post

        I remember, aged 4 (in 1960), standing on Slough, UK's railway station bridge and watching the steam trains go underneath, and announcing to my parents that I wanted to be a train driver when I grew up.
        Did they give you a push in the right direction?
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      Originally Posted by Claude Whitacre View Post

      However, I genuinely wish I would have been a kinder person when I was young.
      Are you implying that things have changed?
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    For me it is easier to say what I wish I wasn't... so damn gullible.
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  • Profile picture of the author tagiscom
    Originally Posted by lanfear63 View Post

    Think of it, now you may say, I wish I had learned this when I was young. I would have loved to have made it my career.

    For me there are a few.

    I love watching tennis and wish I had taken lessons as a child and worked my way up to compete with the best.

    I wish I had learned keyboards, the piano and how to read music. I would have been in bands and have been a session musician and even composed music as a profession.

    I actually learned drums, in my teens, never well enough to be a top performer though.

    I wish I could have been a professional comedy and joke writer.

    What do you wish you had got into and learned when young?
    I'd wished that l had taken up the hard to master art of ....untying kittens all wrapped up in string, l could have been a Grand Master by todays standards!

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  • Mebbe sumthin' sweet & cute.

    Like when I rise from the dead most nights, an' head on ovah to your place for succor c/o the blood pulsin' like a GPS from your neck bcs actschwlly I a vampire.

    Only it is 1876 again, an' your name is Quentin, an' I wearin' a Snoopy T shirt undah my cape.

    Tellya, I remembah Quentin.

    Straight outta law school, kinda quirky -- plus also real tasty.

    But when I bit him, sumthin' nevah felt right 'bout my basic technique.

    My dress had too many underlaers -- wire an' frills an' fluff.

    An' how can you muster erotic abandon in a bonnet strappin' your chops to your skull?

    Hey, so I would wanna SNOOPY T.

    Much easiah to "cross the threshold" when you can throw a cutesy beagle cross your boobies an' play invitorial.

    As I recall, all I had back in the day was a lute an' sum Tarot cards.

    Such is the cultural advantage of the age, I guess.
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  • Profile picture of the author Jonathan 2.0
    Similar to Claude, I wish I was more kind when I was younger. (Recently I was thinking of contacting my Dad to apologize for all the "bad" times. Hopefully he will understand anyway ...)

    Apart from that ― I'm happy with everything else. (Including all the struggles/challenges with "mental illness") ... And wouldn't change anything,

    Why? Because it has brought me to where I am today: A good, honest, happy Person working out their dream in Life.
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    • Profile picture of the author Claude Whitacre
      Originally Posted by Jonathan 2.0 View Post

      Similar to Claude, I wish I was more kind when I was younger. (Recently I was thinking of contacting my Dad to apologize for all the "bad" times. Hopefully he will understand anyway ...)
      Do it now. Once he's gone, he's gone. And regrets are something you can cure right now...but not later.

      I'd give a month of my life (or all of Riffle's life) to be able to spend one more day with my Dad. Just walking together, talking about life.
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      • Profile picture of the author Jonathan 2.0
        Thanks Claude. Will do. More than likely I will see him this Sunday for a pub meal here so maybe I'll do it then. Honestly, I'm kind of scared of it. (I'm sure that's just me being silly though.)
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        • Profile picture of the author Claude Whitacre
          Originally Posted by Jonathan 2.0 View Post

          Thanks Claude. Will do. More than likely I will see him this Sunday for a pub meal here so maybe I'll do it then. Honestly, I'm kind of scared of it. (I'm sure that's just me being silly though.)
          Don't be scared. Just tell him you knew you were a handful, and you appreciate his patience with you.
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          • Profile picture of the author Jonathan 2.0
            Originally Posted by Claude Whitacre View Post

            Don't be scared. Just tell him you knew you were a handful, and you appreciate his patience with you.
            Yeah I'm pretty sure he'll understand. Thanks again. : )
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            • Profile picture of the author Dan Riffle
              Originally Posted by Jonathan 2.0 View Post

              Yeah I'm pretty sure he'll understand. Thanks again. : )
              What Claude said.

              My dad died when I was seventeen, which as I'm sure you know, is just about the most assholish year in a boy's life. You know everything, yet you know nothing.

              I'd give anything to have one evening with my dad. Just sitting at a bar, watching the game, and shooting the shit. The opportunity to have one adult conversation with him would mean the world to me. But... I'd give that up if my son could have an opportunity to have that evening with him.



              I would also be willing to provide such an evening for Claude's son. You know, so he could experience what it's like to have a real man for a father.
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              • Profile picture of the author Jonathan 2.0
                Sure I understand -- that must have been tough to lose him at 17 Dan. I suppose the good memories will last forever though. : ) (One of my favourites would be my Dad singing "Twinkle, twinkle little star" when I was a baby.)
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                • Profile picture of the author Dan Riffle
                  Originally Posted by Jonathan 2.0 View Post

                  Sure I understand -- that must have been tough to lose him at 17 Dan. I suppose the good memories will last forever though. : ) (One of my favourites would be my Dad singing "Twinkle, twinkle little star" when I was a baby.)
                  If I'm being completely honest, they fade over time. I used to have a plethora of memories of my dad; now it's just a handful. My wife occasionally brings up stories I told her about him years ago and sometimes I don't remember them, sometimes the story is just a whisper in my mind.

                  That's why it's important to talk to your dad. Make those new memories.
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                  • Profile picture of the author Jonathan 2.0
                    Cool. Thanks for the advice.
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                  • Profile picture of the author tagiscom
                    Originally Posted by Dan Riffle View Post

                    If I'm being completely honest, they fade over time. I used to have a plethora of memories of my dad; now it's just a handful. My wife occasionally brings up stories I told her about him years ago and sometimes I don't remember them, sometimes the story is just a whisper in my mind.

                    That's why it's important to talk to your dad. Make those new memories.

                    Mine at age,....phew 13, or l came home from school and got a message that my father was in hospital, then a week later he was gone.

                    But we should be thinking happy thoughts, dodging cops, looking around corners, praying for a miracle, (wishing that l could vote next week) hoping that there are some Krispy Kremes left with the caramel filling,...

                    And Jonathan shoot as much video as you can, it will be worth its weight in gold one day.

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                  • Profile picture of the author Claude Whitacre
                    Originally Posted by Dan Riffle View Post

                    If I'm being completely honest, they fade over time. I used to have a plethora of memories of my dad; now it's just a handful. My wife occasionally brings up stories I told her about him years ago and sometimes I don't remember them, sometimes the story is just a whisper in my mind. .
                    Same.

                    I remember my Dad's voice...kind of.

                    Fragments of moments. Same with my entire childhood, high school, even my first marriage......I sometimes remember the stories, and forget the actual event.

                    I'll be telling my wife about something that happened when I was younger...and then I'll realize that I only remember the story now, the retelling of it. I can't remember the thing that happened anymore.
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                    • Profile picture of the author Jeffery
                      Originally Posted by Claude Whitacre View Post

                      Same.
                      I'll be telling my wife about something that happened when I was younger...and then I'll realize that I only remember the story now, the retelling of it. I can't remember the thing that happened anymore.
                      I'll be telling my wife about something that happened when I was younger...and then I'll realize that she isn't listening to me.
                      Fixed that for you.
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                      • Profile picture of the author Claude Whitacre
                        Originally Posted by Jeffery View Post

                        I'll be telling my wife about something that happened when I was younger...and then I'll realize that she isn't listening to me.
                        Fixed that for you.
                        This has actually happened.

                        I'll tell my wife a story about something that happened 20 years ago. and she'll listen.

                        Then she'll say something like "You're combining two stories. Your putting two separate events together"

                        I have often told the story about my sitting in the bathtub at my Mother-in-law's house, and she walked in one me while I was in the tub. I remember it clearly. I've told the story to my wife's brothers and sisters and their kids.

                        One day my wife finally said to me "They don't have a bathtub. They have a shower".

                        Her family was just being nice by not correcting me. But I was certain they had a bath tub. And the next time we visited them, I looked. No tub.

                        I still don't know if I mixed up where it happened, or with who....or if I just created the story with faulty memories.
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                        • Profile picture of the author Jeffery
                          Originally Posted by Claude Whitacre View Post

                          This has actually happened.

                          I have often told the story about my sitting in the bathtub at my Mother-in-law's house, and she walked in one me while I was in the tub. I remember it clearly. I've told the story to my wife's brothers and sisters and their kids.
                          Thanks for putting that thought in my head.


                          Originally Posted by Claude Whitacre View Post

                          I still don't know if I mixed up where it happened, or with who....or if I just created the story with faulty memories.
                          Wishful thinking.
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                        • Profile picture of the author lanfear63
                          Originally Posted by Claude Whitacre View Post

                          This has actually happened.

                          I'll tell my wife a story about something that happened 20 years ago. and she'll listen.

                          Then she'll say something like "You're combining two stories. Your putting two separate events together"

                          I have often told the story about my sitting in the bathtub at my Mother-in-law's house, and she walked in one me while I was in the tub. I remember it clearly. I've told the story to my wife's brothers and sisters and their kids.

                          One day my wife finally said to me "They don't have a bathtub. They have a shower".

                          Her family was just being nice by not correcting me. But I was certain they had a bath tub. And the next time we visited them, I looked. No tub.

                          I still don't know if I mixed up where it happened, or with who....or if I just created the story with faulty memories.
                          Did your mother-in-law ever comment about remembering walking in on you in a bathroom though if this story was recounted after the event?
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                          • Profile picture of the author Odahh
                            Originally Posted by lanfear63 View Post

                            Did your mother-in-law ever comment about remembering walking in on you in a bathroom though if this story was recounted after the event?
                            well maybe she never explained why she suddenly had the tub ripped out and put in a shower ..there are certain things a person would not want to experience twice ..
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                            • Profile picture of the author lanfear63
                              Originally Posted by Odahh View Post

                              well maybe she never explained why she suddenly had the tub ripped out and put in a shower ..there are certain things a person would not want to experience twice ..
                              If it happened again afterwards, she would have experienced Claude doing standup, even worse
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                            • Profile picture of the author Claude Whitacre
                              Originally Posted by Odahh View Post

                              well maybe she never explained why she suddenly had the tub ripped out and put in a shower ..there are certain things a person would not want to experience twice ..
                              Ha!

                              I actually remember asking that question......if they could have removed the tub and replaced it with a shower. It took me quite a while to accept that it never happened. It's a vivid memory.


                              On a related matter...
                              For years I spoke to groups of retailers, salespeople, marketers. I had a "Stump speech" that I just repeated. In it, I had 13 stories about advertising, selling, and marketing. I may have delivered the same speech 200 times.

                              All of the stories were actual events that happened to me personally. And for years, I knew that they all were real...except one. I created a story to fit the speech. But it never really happened. It may have happened to someone else, It may have never happened at all.. I don't remember.

                              But I gave the speech so many times.....years later, I can remember the stories...but I can't remember which story was one I made up. They all seem real to me, with real vivid memories.

                              I've asked Cheryl about it a few times, because most of these stories happened during our marriage. But I've told her all the stories as though they were true. So she can tell me the ones she was a part of (or ones I told her about right after they happened), but several stories we just can't be sure of.

                              Weird how the brain works.
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                          • Profile picture of the author tagiscom
                            Originally Posted by lanfear63 View Post

                            Did your mother-in-law ever comment about remembering walking in on you in a bathroom though if this story was recounted after the event?
                            I believe that his father put Claude on his knee, then the other knee and then went for the chair!

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                          • Profile picture of the author Claude Whitacre
                            Originally Posted by lanfear63 View Post

                            Did your mother-in-law ever comment about remembering walking in on you in a bathroom though if this story was recounted after the event?
                            That's a very...good...question. I don't think I ever told the story in front of her. Even if it really happened, it would have embarrassed her. And I wouldn't have done that.

                            I may have told it to my wife's brothers and sisters...before their Mom died. I just don't remember.
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                            • Profile picture of the author lanfear63
                              Originally Posted by Claude Whitacre View Post

                              That's a very...good...question. I don't think I ever told the story in front of her. Even if it really happened, it would have embarrassed her. And I wouldn't have done that.

                              I may have told it to my wife's brothers and sisters...before their Mom died. I just don't remember.
                              Ahhh.. or you came from an alt dimension where there was a tub and this event really took place. She saw your quan-tum

                              The next question to ask them then: Did your mother-in-law ever recount the event to them that she had embarrassingly walked in on you, perhaps she did, but she saw you in the shower.

                              It's a strong remembrance to recall that your mother-in-law once walked in on you and saw you butt naked. A mild traumatic event even, it's just the circumstances of the interaction that may be distorted in your mind perhaps.
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                              • Profile picture of the author Claude Whitacre
                                Originally Posted by lanfear63 View Post

                                Ahhh.. or you came from an alt dimension where there was a tub and this event really took place. She saw your quan-tum

                                The next question to ask them then: Did your mother-in-law ever recount the event to them that she had embarrassingly walked in on you, perhaps she did, but she saw you in the shower.

                                It's a strong remembrance to recall that your mother-in-law once walked in on you and saw you butt naked. A mild traumatic event even, it's just the circumstances of the interaction that may be distorted in your mind perhaps.
                                Nope. Not a shower. But I get why you might ask that.

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                                Could the Mother-In Law walking in on you be the made up event to tell ? Just a thought you have told it so many times that maybe that's why you think it really happened. A great story to tell and who would doubt you in a audience.
                                I wouldn't tell that story in a speech. Although it is funny. It's a good guess, based on what I've said before.

                                My wife and I talked about this again just an hour ago.

                                She asked me an intelligent question..

                                "Could it have been your girlfriend (lived with 7 years just before I met my wife)? Could it have been a tub in her Mom's house? Could she be the one that came in and saw you in the tub?"

                                Maybe. The other ideas we came up with were;

                                I told it as a joke, and it eventually formed as a memory.
                                It was a dream I had, that I later assumed was a memory.
                                It was a former girlfriend, or my first wife...and it happened way back then.

                                My wife even asked me if I got that story confused with this one...

                                My wife and I were spending the night at her parent's house, early in our marriage (No idea why).

                                It was early morning, and my wife and I were...well...having sex.

                                Her mom knocked on the door and opened it as I was yelling "Don't open the door!".

                                She stood there as though nothing was happening, and told us that breakfast was ready. And then she closed the door. Nobody said a word....except me, of course, years later.

                                That really happened. My wife and I remember it the same way. But it isn't the same story about the bathtub.

                                You have to understand that my wife, and all of her family are extremely ..extremely proper. When I would say something even remotely off color, they would ignore it completely. Her older brother was an exception, he thought I was funny. But very religious and polite people. .... who are nothing like me.

                                In my 32 years of marriage to my wife, I have heard her say a mild swear word once, and I've seen her be rude or mean...never. I'm a very lucky man.
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                • Profile picture of the author Odahh
                  Originally Posted by Jonathan 2.0 View Post

                  Sure I understand -- that must have been tough to lose him at 17 Dan. I suppose the good memories will last forever though. : ) (One of my favourites would be my Dad singing "Twinkle, twinkle little star" when I was a baby.)
                  instead of an apology maybe go with an expression of gratitude for his support through the hard times and getting you to where you are now ..

                  it is your choice though .
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          • Profile picture of the author lanfear63
            Originally Posted by Claude Whitacre View Post

            Don't be scared. Just tell him you knew you were a handful, and you appreciate his patience with you.
            Based on that, you must have been a bucket full.
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    I would go back to just before I had my oral surgery (I was 17 years old), and stay away from a mild religious cult that believed you could get things by chanting to a Ghohonza, but would always rationalize you not getting what you want (or the exact opposite) because of ''karma' or such pure crap.
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    Drink plenty of water while my mouth was wired up shut, so I wouldn't have been dehydrated and started having urinary problems because of PH imbalances caused by consuming too much acidic fluids (because water doesn't taste good when you can't clean the inside of your mouth, but I would just force myself for health).

    Use what I know about how I best interact with the opposite sex, to make sure my romantic/sexual life would be far better than it was at that time.

    All interactions do work best in the context of me being , for lack of a better term, a warm, loving, dominant and seeking out women who have more of a submissive nature, relative to me, rather than the confusion I had about political correct ideas of what I should ideally be.

    To be clear on the above, I am pro equality for men and women socially, and realize that power, dominant women need to have the freedom to pursue life on par with any man, and can contribute much to civilization.

    Starting in the early 70's, I would aggressively leverage as much real estate in the Los Angeles are as possible, using whatever financing I could find.

    I would also put my father in his place, and not feel afraid of what he thought, because I found out later that his grasp of reality was tainted with years of pickling his brain in alcohol, and even a few years of sobriety didn't reverse that reality.

    In 1979 or so, when watching how the Federal Reserve was going to start acting with monetary policy, I would sell everything, pay off all outstanding debts, and maybe, just keep a condo to live in, probably in Santa Monica Calif.

    A couple of years later, buy a few hundred thousand dollars of Microsoft, Intel, and IBM, and start buying real estate in the Los Angeles area.

    In August of 1987, sell all stocks, and buy the day after Black Monday, and just hold for a couple of years.

    In 1989, the real estate market in Los Angeles took a big dump, and I would want to be out of most of that by then.

    The 90's would be great for tech, so ride the bubble, and I would also want to buy in on the real estate market in Seattle, that would be in the '80's, of course, because that market took a huge dump back then.

    Along with becoming financially secure and avoiding decades of excrement jobs, I would have been working on staying sober and drug free (I didn't over do it, but there are things about using that distorts one's ability to reason well), and get physically fit, and become a better musician as well.

    With the money I would have, I would also try to influence trends in technology towards the acceptance of bio-enhancement, and try to influence people to reject the ideas of bioconservatism, because I am sure that has slowed biotech advancement from where it should be by now, if it wasn't for quasi-mystical ideas, inferring that suffering, disease, and terminal lifespans due to aging are 'what make us human'.

    With what I know now, and the financial backing I would have, I would try to get artificial intelligence and biotech to work together, and if needed, buy an island somewhere to avoid regressive regulations that might impede the development of better biotech.
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    • Profile picture of the author lanfear63
      Originally Posted by MargaretArnold View Post

      I would go back to just before I had my oral surgery (I was 17 years old), and stay away from a mild religious cult that believed you could get things by chanting to a Ghohonza, but would always rationalize you not getting what you want (or the exact opposite) because of ''karma' or such pure crap.

      Drink plenty of water while my mouth was wired up shut, so I wouldn't have been dehydrated and started having urinary problems because of PH imbalances caused by consuming too much acidic fluids (because water doesn't taste good when you can't clean the inside of your mouth, but I would just force myself for health).

      Use what I know about how I best interact with the opposite sex, to make sure my romantic/sexual life would be far better than it was at that time.

      All interactions do work best in the context of me being , for lack of a better term, a warm, loving, dominant and seeking out women who have more of a submissive nature, relative to me, rather than the confusion I had about political correct ideas of what I should ideally be.

      To be clear on the above, I am pro equality for men and women socially, and realize that power, dominant women need to have the freedom to pursue life on par with any man, and can contribute much to civilization.

      Starting in the early 70's, I would aggressively leverage as much real estate in the Los Angeles are as possible, using whatever financing I could find.

      I would also put my father in his place, and not feel afraid of what he thought, because I found out later that his grasp of reality was tainted with years of pickling his brain in alcohol, and even a few years of sobriety didn't reverse that reality.

      In 1979 or so, when watching how the Federal Reserve was going to start acting with monetary policy, I would sell everything, pay off all outstanding debts, and maybe, just keep a condo to live in, probably in Santa Monica Calif.

      A couple of years later, buy a few hundred thousand dollars of Microsoft, Intel, and IBM, and start buying real estate in the Los Angeles area.

      In August of 1987, sell all stocks, and buy the day after Black Monday, and just hold for a couple of years.

      In 1989, the real estate market in Los Angeles took a big dump, and I would want to be out of most of that by then.

      The 90's would be great for tech, so ride the bubble, and I would also want to buy in on the real estate market in Seattle, that would be in the '80's, of course, because that market took a huge dump back then.

      Along with becoming financially secure and avoiding decades of excrement jobs, I would have been working on staying sober and drug free (I didn't over do it, but there are things about using that distorts one's ability to reason well), and get physically fit, and become a better musician as well.

      With the money I would have, I would also try to influence trends in technology towards the acceptance of bio-enhancement, and try to influence people to reject the ideas of bioconservatism, because I am sure that has slowed biotech advancement from where it should be by now, if it wasn't for quasi-mystical ideas, inferring that suffering, disease, and terminal lifespans due to aging are 'what make us human'.

      With what I know now, and the financial backing I would have, I would try to get artificial intelligence and biotech to work together, and if needed, buy an island somewhere to avoid regressive regulations that might impede the development of better biotech.
      An impressive list there Margaret. So your just saying you would have liked to have all the knowledge and hindsight about the world that you have now. Would any single or perhaps a few skill's learned when young have helped you along on the way to understanding things better about the way things were and went.

      "NAM MYOHO RENGE CEO" is a Japanese Buddist flavour chant that I came across that was supposed to get you what you want. Shortly after my father retired, working at a stately home that had been converted to offices for the now defunct Plessy Electronics in the UK, this brand of cult or religion bought the place for 6 million pounds (a lot at the time) and made it their UK HQ. I never followed it, but I learned to pronounce it properly
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  • Profile picture of the author Odahh
    Originally Posted by lanfear63 View Post

    Think of it, now you may say, I wish I had learned this when I was young. I would have loved to have made it my career.

    For me there are a few.

    I love watching tennis and wish I had taken lessons as a child and worked my way up to compete with the best.

    I wish I had learned keyboards, the piano and how to read music. I would have been in bands and have been a session musician and even composed music as a profession.

    I actually learned drums, in my teens, never well enough to be a top performer though.

    I wish I could have been a professional comedy and joke writer.

    What do you wish you had got into and learned when young?
    Honestly i learned a lot from the messes i was in .. now that i have clean mostly all the messes of my past up ....even not doing drug or drinking in me twenties .. i still managed to completely crash and burn in my early thirties .. and have learned a lot that will do me great the rest of my life ..

    many times in the past 4 years there where a lot of thing i wish i could have gone back and done differently ..i should have done the vagabonding thing after high school instead of in my late thirties when my health was a mess .. but i had to break my health to make fixing it and taking care of it a priority ..


    now if i could go back and actually change things .. i would get a passport at 18 and work half the year in the US and live in the philippines the other half
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  • Profile picture of the author DWolfe
    Originally Posted by Claude Whitacre View Post



    All of the stories were actual events that happened to me personally. And for years, I knew that they all were real...except one. I created a story to fit the speech. But it never really happened. It may have happened to someone else, It may have never happened at all.. I don't remember.

    But I gave the speech so many times.....years later, I can remember the stories...but I can't remember which story was one I made up.
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    Originally Posted by lanfear63 View Post

    It's a strong remembrance to recall that your mother-in-law once walked in on you and saw you butt naked.
    Could the Mother-In Law walking in on you be the made up event to tell ? Just a thought you have told it so many times that maybe that's why you think it really happened. A great story to tell and who would doubt you in a audience.
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  • Profile picture of the author Naheed
    Hi Lanfear,
    Thanks for doing such a post. It is something different and fascinating.
    I wish I could have a trip round the world and enjoy the amazing natural beauty. I love learning, wish to make my career and learn Calligraphy and Designing as well.
    Many thanks
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