Whoa. There is so much to catch up on and I'm liable to forget something. I did have a concussion (or two) between blog posts, so there's a legitimate excuse there. I mean, there's a wedding that happened, got to meet some people from TA for the first time, and was gifted some new things ahead of Christmas too.
Of course, I'll go into more detail about all of that in a later blog. I had been working on something before all of those events -- about how bad things comes in threes -- so wanted to go ahead and get that out here.
And, yes -- I'm aware that is just a superstition, so lay off. :-)
But, it does make you wonder, "Why does it seem like bad things -- deaths, natural disasters, or tragic catastrophes -- always come in threes?"
I might go into detail about that phenomenon later on, but for now, this blog is all about me, lol!
As you all may already know, I sprained my wrist quite severely while training for the Savage Race 2017 - http://savagerace.com/event/georgia-fall-2017/
Soon after that -- probably within a month -- I busted my head wide open in a freak accident: Mr Granstaff's blog post - Sprained Wrist, Staples in Head & Hurricane Irma
Two weeks after that, it was time to compete in the Savage Race and I was convinced that something terrible was going to happen then. Surprisingly, nothing did. I did cramp up something fierce with my calves and groin, but other than that, the experience was stellar. Can't wait to do it again and start having a collection of medals hanging everywhere.
At any rate, I felt as if I beat the odds and broke the curse of "bad things come in threes" once that obstacle course was over and done with. Nope. That was only temporary since within a month later during a foggy morning, a Dodge Ram pickup truck fails to yield to me at a four-way stoplight and essentially t-bones my Acura RSX Type-S hatchback.
I know, right? Pissed me off. Whiplash effects lingered on for a bit, but that was expected. At the time of the wreck, I felt like the person who crashed into me was going to flee the scene, so I was going to hop out of the car and take a snapshot with my phone's camera: license plate and all that stuff.
My door was too jammed up for me to open it.
As if I wasn't mad enough, lol.
I then crawled through the passenger side and as I'm heading towards the truck, the owner is actually already outside with a genuinely concerned look at his face. He was also in his 70s, so I couldn't get that mad at an old guy.
Surprisingly enough, before I had the chance to call the police -- they showed up. As luck would have it, they were so close that they could hear the accident.
Fast forward: got things sorted with our insurance companies and the whole process actually went really well. The settlement was more than fair. Safe to say, things turned around shortly after that.
Due to the settlement, they replaced my Oakley sunglasses, paid for my chiropractic visits, and helped pay a huge chunk towards my new car!
It's a 2017 Honda Civic Si. It's a big step up from my previous car. For starters, it has heated seats! While my previous car did have that option, it was only for the Canadian models.
Anyway, I wanted a car that was fun to drive and this new car fits the bill especially with its turbocharger. Of course, I would have loved to pony up another $10,000 and get the upgrade to the Si: Type R hatchback, but... I don't think it would have been ideal for me. It's all about opportunity cost.
For instance, you have people on this site that have no issue spending a fortune on games in an effort to increase their GS. That's all fine and dandy. All of that money you spend just can't be used on something else. That's why I didn't get the Type R. I'd rather put that money towards a bigger house or something more practical.
OK. That's enough of that political talk, lol.
Remember when I said things were turning around? Well, I do a little bit of gardening on the side. While I prefer to harvest vegetables that grow above the soil, I wanted to try something different: sweet potatoes. Needless to say, they were a huge hit:
I think StaggerLee would be proud.
Outside of all that, things have settled down a bit and just enjoying life.
For the next blog, I'll discuss how gaming in 4K/HDR has changed the way I see things -- literally! How married life isn't all that different from before - just totting around this heavy tungsten ring on my finger and how Dawn could be a little bossier now.
I'm obviously kidding, lol.
Oh, and how meeting Chip and Sven from TrueAchievements for the first time was nothing short of awesome. They're both much cooler in person, by the way.
And, with that - take it easy, my friends.
Eh. I wanted to go into more detail about "bad things coming in threes" and all that, but ran out of time and need to focus on the next blog. For now, I'll just copy and paste this article that summed up my thoughts, more or less. Hope you all enjoy.
In one Philly.com article dating back to 1997, folklore professor Alan Dundes said the belief that bad things -- or good things -- come in threes is an ancient superstition that has stuck with us through the ages.
He said that all cultures focus on certain numbers as "magical," but Americans have a strong tendency to see things in threes.
If you think about it, that concept is very true.
Most Americans have three names -- first, middle, last.
Many commonly used phrases follow the pattern of three -- "Third time's a charm;" "Win, lose, or draw;" even, "Snap, crackle, pop."
In writing, there is a practice called, "The Power of Three," which suggests that a sentence containing three consecutive adjectives, or describing words, will be funnier, more satisfying, or more effective to the reader.
I find that I do this, unconsciously, quite often.
Some also say there are religious ties to the number three. In Christianity and other religions, the trinity -- Father, Son, and Holy Ghost -- represents one all empowering God.
Those who believe that bad things indeed do come in threes are said to suffer from Triaphilia -- the official name of this particular superstition.
In addition to the fear of triple tragedy, there are many other superstitions involving the number three such as, seeing three butterflies on one leaf, lighting three cigarettes on one match, and hearing an owl hoot three times. Each of these events is said to bring misfortune.
Is there scientific fact to support this belief? Of course not.
Is it much more likely just a psychological tendency? But in any case, Orlando just experienced three terrible events and I, for one, hope the bad streak is over.