Sunday, February 28, 2010
Yesterday, the question was "How do you feel about using nuclear energy?". One lady's response was (and I quote)"I'd be interested in doing some research on it. If it's radioactive or anything like that, then I wouldn't be interested in using it." Seriously? Could nuclear energy possible be radioactive?
Oh, by the way, the lady was blond.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Hi, and welcome back. I know that the weather doesn't support the title of this post. We are currently under a winter storm watch here in Ohio. Who would wash the car in this. I would LOVE to wash my car right now. It has more salt on it than a bag of Ruffles potato chips.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
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I read that, and thought, that looks familiar. Then I looked at the credits. Picture by New York Times. Caption by SirNottaguy-Imadad. Wowza! I made the front page! I high fived Lady Lemon who was sitting nearby and did a little happy dance inside. It made my day.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Don't try to adjust your monitor, or clean off your glasses. I didn't take a picture of the picture with a cheap camera. That is what a picture will look like if you carry it in your wallet for 25 years. Every time I get a new wallet, this picture is the first to be placed in the picture holder. I have newer pictures of us together, but this picture has an endearing quality to it that I just can't describe.
Happy 25th anniversary to the wonderful woman who has put up with me for all these years. I love you!
Friday, February 19, 2010
Hi to all, and welcome aboard the Flashback Friday Express. We're heading back to 1977, so fasten your seat belts because we're ready to depart.
Monday, February 15, 2010
It's worth a try.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
In my opinion, the two biggest plays were the onside kick to begin the second half (gutsy call) and the Tracy Porter interception with a little over three minutes to play to ice the game.
With the Saints clinging to a seven point lead (against Peyton Manning isn't anything to rest on)
Porter intercepted Manning and returned it for a touchdown, and a 14 point advantage.
Drew Brees was named MVP. This is the same player who tore the labrum in his throwing shoulder in his last game for the San Diego Chargers. The Saints took a chance on him, and rest has been history.
I'm not a big fan of either team that played. I couldn't root against either team. I wouldn't have been upset if the Colts had won. How can you not like Peyton Manning? I'm just glad the game was exciting. Madri Gras is coming up in a few weeks. It will be absolutely crazy in New Orleans.
Saturday, February 6, 2010
This is the street in front of our house around Noon. We have had maybe a dozen vehicles go past our house. NONE of them have been a snowplow yet. When the plow does go by, I'll have to dig the driveway out again. Oh, for a magic wand.
Here's a picture of the big tree in the back yard. If you look real close, you will notice 2-2 1/2 inches of snow balanced on the top of the chain link fence. When it snows so much that many of the links in your fence are filled in, it has snowed a lot.
Later in the day when I was on my 4th shift of shoveling, the sun was shining bright. I'll say it again, If you don't like Ohio weather, stick around a while, it'll change.
Friday, February 5, 2010
A hearty greeting to those who have ventured upon my ramblings. In today's post we will examine the powerful affects of words.
About the middle of my 7th grade year, the powers that be decided to move our 5th period study hall. we were meeting in the cafeteria/ library, but I think they wanted us out to better prepare for the lunch rush. There were about 15-18 7th graders in that study hall, and we were quite shocked where we got moved to.
Our school was older, and to make up for a lack of space, a trailer was moved in to make another classroom. This is where everyone went for health class. But during this period, it wasn't being used as a health class. It was a study hall. An 8th grade study hall.
I don't know about your school, but at mine, the seventh graders lived in fear of the eighth graders. We all knew that they became horrible flesh-eating monsters after dark, and were just plain undesirable to be around. In a word, we were terrified just being in their presence. It didn't help matters that we were marched in, comments like "What are those nerds doing here?" and "Why do the little kids have to be in here?" filled the air.
All of us 7th graders were wide-eyed and terrified. I don't think any of us cracked a book that first day. Then something happened that broke the ice.
An 8th grade girl sitting next to me slid me a note. I don't remember the note word for word, but the gist of it was this:
My name is Jill. What's yours? You look frightened. Don't be. I know the guys talk big, but it's all talk. You are here in study hall to study. It's a time to get your work done so you don't have to take it home. If you ignore the guys, they will leave you alone. They have stuff they need to get done too. Just take a deep breath and get to studying.
You don't know how nice it was having her write that. We remained friends through graduation(not real close, but always kept a friendly rapport). Her kind words back in 1977 are still remembered vividly today.
Did a school mate ever go out of their way to do something nice for you?