Category Archives: The game of life and how to play it

My observations about the game of life and how to play it.

Non-Active-Activism

I’m a lot of things… but an “activist” isn’t one of them.

You are not likely to see me holding a sign that says “Down with &*#?!” any time soon or anywhere close.

I’m more or a guy that is “for” something rather than “against” something.

May people aren’t “for” things because there is positive effort in being a “for” person and it seems that human nature leans more toward the negative, or “against” posture.

Blah, blah… and… blah.

Here’s what I do… because I am a “non-activist.”

I saw a film about a certain oil company that apparently did some major damage in our gulf coast some years ago that likely destroyed the fishing business and the families that depended on it.

By the way… if you are someone who loves fish and the business is destroyed you can always go get lesser fish from some store somewhere for a greater price. As the consumer you/we have many choices. As the fisherman… if your waters are contaminated… you’re screwed. No livelihood… no food on the table… no college education for junior.

That’s bad stuff. It’s hard enough being a fisher family without adding a mutant, inedible catch to the equation.

But I digress… Continue reading Non-Active-Activism

Things happen for a reason…

Whenever I hear that phrase I want to vomit.

Sorry… that’s just how it is. I’ve never thought much about it and as recently as yesterday I reacted negatively when somebody said it about something.

So… this morning when I was tired and going over my lines in the living room of the Cryer mansion (my living room in Tyler Perry’s The Haves and the Have Nots) I sat down and put my script away. (There’s a fine line between knowing your dialogue well and too well. One breeds natural performance and the other breeds crappy “mirror” acting… in me, anyway).

I decide to read something else for a few minutes and notice a Fine Art magazine there on the coffee table.

For those of you in the “industry” you know that all of the magazines that are laying around on a set actually have fake “approved” covers and that what is inside can be most anything.

I need to back up to the long night before for a moment:

The reason I couldn’t sleep is that it hit me like a ton of bricks that “John Schneider’s Smothered” has yet to get distribution. I thought this movie would be out by now and printing thousand dollar bills for everyone who had anything to do with it. The test audiences have raved. The reviewers have called it “A love letter to the horror fan” and people who don’t like horror films have all said that they loved it.

That and $4.75 will get you a grande non-fat latte after waiting in a long line on any given morning.

So… I open this magazine and see a picture of a woman hiding behind a piece of furniture with creepy arms coming out of it.

“Interesting” thinks I. “This must be about a horror movie.”

Not just another pretty face. I’m pretty damn smart.

I read on…

“THE YEAR’S BUZZIEST FRIGHT FLICK” jumps out at me.

“Oh great” thinks I. “At least somebodies horror film is printing those thousand dollar bills.”

Bitter..? A little. Disappointed..? Yeah. Embarrassed..? You bet your sweet bippy.

I read on about this film that has taken the industry by storm with it’s plot twists and fresh approach to the genre.

Then I saw it…

Remember what makes me vomit when I hear it? Now I’m going to actually SAY it… listen…

“All things happen for a reason.”

This is what I saw on the next page of this phony Fine Art magazine that had been sitting on this set for two seasons:

God is listening...
God is listening…

In case you can’t read it… allow me:

“We shot the film and had an amazing time, and then it disappeared for three years.”

Thanks, Universe… I needed to hear that. I guess all things do happen for a reason!

Final note… The Cabin in The Woods went on to make 66 million dollars. Way to go!

-Schneider-

Start writing and see

I find it amazing when I hear people say “Oh… I could never write a blog.”

I don’t think I could never NOT write a blog!

I find it therapeutic… relaxing… cleansing…

You should try it sometime if you don;’t already. Sit down and start writing and you’ll be amazed at what comes out.

Truly!

For example…

This morning my coworkers and I sat down and discussed how to best handle the workload at the “office.” There were many suggestions and positions and perspectives expressed. Some from history, knowledge and experience… some from newness, short sightedness and inexperience.

What amazed me is that all had value.

Don”t get me wrong… it’s very hard to teach this old dog new tricks but it can be done.

Take the time to sit with you coworkers and share your take on the workplace… whatever it is.

You’ll be surprised and what you hear… at what you learn… at what you teach.

All perspectives have value. We are spokes on a wheel. Without every one of us doing our part the whole carriage will shudder, shake and, eventually, come off the axel!

Everyone is important. Everyone has a part, a perspective… a say.

I didn’t plan on writing that… I only started typing and that is what came out. Why don’t you give it a try? It’s fun… It’s therapeutic… relaxing… cleansing…

Food for thought.

Schneider

Not sure how to feel

Grief is a funny thing.

So is disappointment.

When someone is hurting to the point that they don’t feel they can go on… or make a plan on how to stop the pain by ending it themselves… Don’t they become the catalyst for the pain of countless others?

Is there, truly, a light at the end of the tunnel? Or do you think there’s a tunnel at the end of the light?

While you are considering that… I’ll ponder this:

Hope is fragile. Hope in someone who is going through a similar tunnel is a powerful thing.

Hey… Let’s follow that through.

Knowing that there are others in the tunnel with you may scare you… it also may make you stronger.

Tunnels are dark places. Places where a select few get to pull the weigh of the masses through the dark places.

When the leader decides to stop going through the darkness… many fall. Many are lost. Many lose hope.

Hope is a fragile thing.

Leadership an awesome, difficult and painful responsibility.

Like I said… I’m not sure how to feel but I do know one thing… There is wisdom in the insightfully simple words of Jimmy Kimmel:

“If you are sad… tell someone.”

Are you?

Schneider

Come on… really?

I’m angry this morning. watching the news at the airport and the folks on the screen are blasting niacin. Niacin is that vitamin I used to take to help other vitamins and nutrients absorb into my blood stream better. The one that made my skin flush a little. I liked that because that feeling made me know that it was actually working.

I’ve got nothing for or against niacin. This just happened to be around the millionth vitamin, supplement, medicine commercial/non-commercial I heard this morning in my drive to the airport.

Okay… maybe a few less than a million. I’m making a point though.

There are so many products out there today that are supposed to make people over 40 deal with the aches and pains and joint issues that come with aging.

First of all… 40 isn’t old. 40 is barely legal! (My perspective). Second of all there is no miracle drug or plant or vitamin that will alleviate or repair bad health or bad habits. NONE.

A friend of mine saw the six or so vitamins I take every day after I make my Shakeology and workout in the morning before. EVERY morning. His response was to say that studies show that people don’t actually absorb what’s in those vitamins. He’s right… kind of. People don’t. People who have a sedentary lifestyle don’t actually absorb those vitamins. I’m pretty sure they don’t absorb much of the medicine they take either.

But I don’t live a sedentary lifestyle. And neither should you. I work out… every day. I stretch. Do Yoga. Weights. Cardio. Everything. Every day. For a little under an hour.

My joints don’t hurt. My vitamins are absorbed. When I take an aspirin for a headache… it goes away immediately.

Am I some kind of super hero? Some kind of physical freak?

No!

All I am is someone who decided to take control of my health, my fitness, my body after 50. I decided to start being the dog rather than the tail.

Because of that I am now in the best shape of my life. Better at 54 than I was at 18. Or 16 (At 16 I weighed 240 and had a 44 inch waist). When I get a physical the doctor invariably gets a funny look on hi/her face and says “You got to tell me what it is you’re doing because you are the healthiest 54 year old I’ve ever seen.”

That feels great. Not only because I’m pretty sure I’ll be around for awhile but mostly because I know that my health is a result of a decision that I made. I’m not in great health because of genes or heredity. My health is great because I decided that it would be.

You can (read should) make that same decision. Take charge of your health TODAY. Make a decision to get into better shape inside and out and make that decision RIGHT NOW.

I know that some folks have let it go far… real far. But consider this:

No matter what shape you are in you can decide to make a change for the better. If you currently weigh OVER 500- pounds you can decide to weigh UNDER 500 pounds. You decide. If you need to increase your circulation and help your heart and are currently NOT walking anywhere every day… start walking across town, the street, the driveway… the room.

Make a decision TODAY to do something for yourself that will help YOUR health and fitness. It doesn’t have to be something BIG. It can be something SMALL. Start a good habit today and toss out a bad one.

That’s a great plan. Think of GOOD HABITS to have in your life and think of BAD habits that you already have. Make a list of each. Take a magic marker and promise yourself and your family that for every NEW GOOD habit that you start… Promise that you will stop an OLD BAD habit.

Simple. Easy peasy lemon squeezy.

Try it… you’ll like it!

Gotta get on the plane.

Read this again. Let me know what BAD habit you’re dropping today and what GOOD habit you are replacing it with.

Schneider