Nonabsolute Numbers
September 15th, 2011 by Les

“The first nonabsolute number is the number of people for whom the table is reserved.  This will vary during the course of the first three telephone calls to the restaurant, and then bear no apparent relation to the number of people who actually turn up, or to the number of people who subsequently join them after the show/match/party/gig, or to the number of people who leave when they see who else has turned up.

The second nonabsolute number is the given time of arrival, which is now known to be one of those most bizarre of mathematical concepts, a recipriversexcluson, a number whose existence can only be defined as being anything other than itself.  In other words, the given time of arrival is the one moment of time at which it is impossible that any member of the party will arrive.  Recipriversexclusons now plays a vital part in many branches of math, including statistics and accountancy and also form the basic equations used to engineer the Somebody Else’s Problem field.”  Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams (Can you tell who my favorite author is???)

In the 1800’s a French physician named Broca studied the brain looking for a relationship between anatomical features and mental capabilities.  He was not successful.  Craniums basically look the same.

What we think of as “self” transcends the body.  From where does the essence of you come?  Do philosophical/religious beliefs shape the id?  Is it sentience, soul, spirit, self-awareness, consciousness, sapience that mold our identity?

Some of us, read “me” here, need a Sherpa to guide us (again read “me” here) through the rigors of my absurdly wandering life not to mention my mind which frequently finds itself involved in out-of-body experiences.  I believe we are born to focus the majority of our lives.  I’m not saying on what we might focus…just focus in general – something I’ve never been good at!  From birth to retirement, any who, you have goals and destinations you are taught to help you end up where you think you want to be.  If you are like me, I was usually not quite sure where I wanted to be and ended up places that were a mystery until I took the time to understand why I was there.  I know, as usual, that makes little sense.  Come on.  Did you really expect me to “focus” on any given idea?  If you are reading my blog you must have reached the point where you realize there is no destination in mind – it’s the humor and absurdity of the ride that I crave.

Before I get into more trouble, cartilaginous, financial or otherwise, I’d better share the purpose of these musings with you.   One could say, if I knew who the heck “one” is that I am freakishly adapt at absolutely nothing and seem to be totally unaware but trudge ever forward.

I’ve always found it somewhat amusing when I hear a person has retired, when time is supposedly no longer an urgent matter, they are given a watch to send them off…not over the edge…just too where ever they may be going.  There are a lot of challenges before us like, for instance, how to spend time without spending any money.  Let’s face it we suddenly find ourselves free as a breeze with basically the same income.

Calvin and Hobbs remarked there is never enough time to do the entire nothing you want.  Living here in middle Mexico has brought many surprises.  The rockets that go off unexpectedly – at least for most of us – at odd hours of the day or night to name one surprise.  Impromptu parades of bands practicing to walk and play at the same time while circling our block with – shall we say – many a local exuberantly dancing up a storm in their wake, frequently followed by moi.

Stores closed for siesta.  Cars turning very narrow corners and gently nudging a mobile unit – parked too close to the corner – forward an inch or two so the turn can be completed.  Cars backing up a one way street (I’ve said this before but, as you can see, I still love to see this).  Appointments set, specific times agreed upon though the day doesn’t seem to matter.

One of my children’s favorite albums when growing up was something recorded by Marlo Thomas and friends called “Free to Be”.  Basically, you are free to be whatever you want to be – no limits – no pigeon holing – no you’re a girl you must be this or you’re a boy you must be that.

Well, I’m retired – not dead and I’m free to being like crazy!! I don’t need to be anything but continue to crave being whatever might pop into my mind.  Life is full here.  Opportunities abound.  Possibilities exist beyond the norm.  People are healthy, active, busy and, at the same time, laid back and eagerly learning to see what life has to offer at this stage of the game.  Or, simply, doing nothing and never under estimating the value of doing same even if there never is enough time to do nothing.

What is the saying????   It may be your sole purpose in life to be a warning to others.  I’m it.  I’m the warning!!  No encumbrances, no guide to follow to “should of”, “could of” or “would of” –  just me living life in a tiny village in central Mexico with a group of wonderfully chaotic, happy, healthy, friendly and crazy gringo’s and nationals alike!  Nonabsolute numbers – the table is reserved for as the number “whatever” – the time is negotiable within a twenty-four hour period – the day hasn’t arrived as yet – could be any day; month, year etc. and the doors are always open.

Can’t get anymore nonabsolute numbers or otherwise than that!!  VivaMexico!!

Below you will find photographs of the shawls the ladies presented in the Ajijic town square recently.  So often physical beauty is automatically connected with youth, dear hearts, these are some of the most beautiful women I’ve seen in Mexico with a beauty that transcends normal parameters.




One of David's gifts is to see the beauty that surrounds us and capture it to share. I am often amazed at his talent and the heart he puts into it.

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