Up at the top of this blog there is this:
IF YOU DO THE BEST YOU CAN, NOTHING ELSE MATTERS WORTH A DAMN.
This is one of my philosophical touchstones, and on the face of it, simple. Do the best you can, you can't do any better; do less? Up to to you, but good karma might not accrue as well.
If it's worth doing, it's worth doing well. Take your best shot. Give it the old college try. Don't settle for less. Go big or go home. Swing for the rafters ...
I've always liked the Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers, those underground comic book characters from the sixties, whose lives revolved around weed, sex, and general hippie-ness. There is one story, starring Freewheelin' Frank, that, in particular, speaks to this topic:
Frank is walking down the street, minding his own business, when he is hassled by a couple of rednecks in a pickup truck. They call him names, and haw-haw! at him.
Clever comeback, he thinks. Why can't I ever think up a clever comeback?
Oh, well. I'll just have to be as clever as I can be, under the circumstances:
"Eat shit and die, motherfuckers!"
Lot of wisdom there ...