The Thought ExhibitWhat’s up with the people on the interstate who pass you and then pull in right in front of you to slow down so that you have to put your brakes on or whip around and quickly pass them? Those people deserve a good beating.
Hey, what’s up with these roadside shrine/memorial things that families put up on the spot where people have died from an accident? They have flowers, garlands, even some crosses. Isn’t that what a grave is for?
The kids, the young adults, these days make me feel old: I don’t text message and I don’t approve of the lack of proper grammar used whilst text messaging. I still haven’t really set up my cell phone that I’ve had since May. I haven’t recorded a greeting. I haven’t taken a single picture. I [...]
How does the “Help†Center* get so helpful? I called because my keyboard stopped working in Epoch* (for the second time this week) and I’d like to see the problem resolved instead of it just randomly occurring for the rest of my life. The keyboard still works for Excel and Outlook, but not Epoch. This [...]
When did fauxhawks on babies become the prevalent style? I’ve seen them in the last two church services. Baby Fauxhawk
In one of my questionable scenarios, Brian has taken exception to be comparing two different things using the same term (“work”). This is great, and, yes, the “work” used in employment and the “work” used in raising children can be two different variants of the word. My point was not to compare them because we [...]
A disabled person is unable, for one reason or another, to work. Working is easier than raising a child/children. Yet, disabled people are allowed to have children. That doesn’t make sense to me. Is my reasoning flawed?
I work with a young lady, a single mother, who is going to school to better herself and to provide a better life for her son in the future. She lives in an assisted living project which bases her monthly rent according to her income, up to a certain rent maximum. Because of the amount [...]
My “Maine State Housing Authority” check gets mailed to Massachusetts. My “Bangor (city) Hydro Electric” bill gets mailed to Lewiston (different city). My “MBNA America” bill goes to Bank of America. For all I know, my “Citizens Bank” bill probably gets mailed to illegal immigrants.
Wow. The forecast calls for “[r]ain and snow showers this morning.” It’s far too early for snow. I’m pretty sure I was getting better, but here I am this morning clearing gunk out of my lungs once again. I probably drank close to 3 liters of water yesterday. Much wetness outside + much wetness inside [...]
The interstate on-ramp by my house is circular, with a nice, lush, green hill in the middle. In this hill live groundhogs. I see them every morning on my way to work, little brown creatures on the green grass foraging for food. The groundhogs dig their tunnels into the hill to form a comfy little [...]
I was outside today on this brisk Saturday taking my Christmas lights down and raking my lawn. In February. Now I’m no expert on weather or global warming. I didn’t check the Farmer’s Almanac or consult tea leaves. One thing I know, however, is that my lawn is not supposed to be visible in February. [...]
I think the price of ice cream has gone up. Has anyone else noticed that? I’m talking Super Wal*Mart’s prices being higher than the last time I went to the local grocery store. It’s very disturbing. You know if Wal*Mart’s prices went up, then so did the prices at my grocery store. I guess I’ll [...]
For the last two weeks Cousin Dave, my friend Mark and I had finally finagled out schedules so that we could hang out together on Monday nights. Last night this all came crashing down rather abruptly. Mark tells us that he finally was accepted into a government job that he applied for two years ago. [...]
(This is a comment I left on Heather’s site in response to something she posted) To me, the holidays begin on my birthday. On that day joy and merriment abound and the season begins. From my birthday until New Years, I go to work, but work is what you do just to pass time until [...]
Shall I ease back into posting? Ten songs is too few. Every CD should have at least 12, or (better yet) 60+ min. worth of music.
After I wrote the below postal service post, I found that at some point during the last week the postal worker had left some mail in between my screen door and front door. It is summer and the windows are up on the screen door, allowing the breeze to blow through when the front door [...]
I found out something very disturbing last week. Normally, in the past, if I put outgoing mail in my mailbox and put the flag up then the mailperson comes along throughout the day and picks my mail up to be delivered. I found out that this is no longer necessarily the case. One day last [...]
How come if a guy wears pants that are too short people ask him when the flood is coming, but if a woman wears pants that are too short people call them “culottes”? I say: “Women…when is the flood coming? You paid a lot of money for a pair of unfinished pants.”
Are they or are they not the worst invention in the history of humanity? The inventor of neckties should be hanged. How ironic would that be. Next week: Pictures!