Thank Gawd It’s Friday …

February ... The month for Lovers.Who came up with this “Thank God It Is Friday?” thing. 

Back in the day … When I was young and working I dreamed of Friday for a rest day, only took eleven or twelve years in the seniority system, where it actually became a reality.  Now days, all of my “bad news” seems to come rolling down the pike and hits here on Friday. Continue reading

Will You Be My Friend …

images-5One of the best things about life, is friendship.  Good friends are the cornerstone of all relationships.  I still remember and often communicate by telephone, email, my website, with friends that I have had since childhood. 

The younger set have a word for it … BFF … Best Friends Forever. Continue reading

Wrights’ Law

Usually on the first day of the year, you find a lot of posts concerning resolutions and searches for the perfect sun tan lotion, or how to lose all the weight you have been carrying around with you, or what you are going to try and accomplish in the New Year.

Understandably this is all a good intentioned thrust towards something positive in the year to come.

Recently I came across this piece of video that I found so touching and captivating that I could not walk away from it.  It grabbed my soul, and wrung it out like an old dish rag.  Please take barely twelve minutes of your busy day and devote it to this man and his message … I can assure you, you will be richly rewarded for doing so.

Our regular post will be presented tomorrow, today just watch this and give it some thought.

Thanks.

Wrights’ Law

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Don’t You Touch That

“And I always thought it was strange when our kids, wanting a glass of water before going to sleep, would ask for “Kitchen water Dad, I don’t want any bathroom water, okay?” 

Need a loan:  I am watching CMT (Country Music Television) and a group of Indians are offering loans to the public.  They are saying they will put $10,000 in your account by tomorrow.  Freezing the screen and reading the “fine print” the interest on this loan is 80.68% … Man, what a deal.

Then I went over to the WallStreet Journal read some of that, the bus boards, checked my lottery tickets, my email … Not a winner in the entire lot.  80.68% wonder how they get away with that?  Looks like the sins of the white man are catching up with him good now.

Trash of man:  In 1938 a young man accidentally dropped his highs school ring into a toilet at a local butcher shop in Dunsmuir, Calif.  Seventy-three years later, a sewer maintenance worker and fellow alumnus of Dunsmuir High found the ring in a bucket of sewer debris.

He had the ring cleaned, saw the initials engraved on it and tracked down the owner with the help of an old high school yearbook.  The owner said that finding the ring after all these years was a real booster for him, it made him feel like he was a lot younger.

I lost mine in the soap tray in the head of my ship in 1968 when some bozo copped it, doubt if I will ever see it again.

Hands Off In SC:  The ALCU is suing a south Carolina jail because they will not allow access to pornography to inmates.  The attorney figures that they (the inmates) were already given access to Bibles and other religious themed reading materials, so it is only natural they should be allowed books replete with female who-has and other illustrated goodies to read.  Of course the jailers are against it, it leads to other things … the old … Y’know, if you do that you are going to go blind thing.

You are what you eat:  They say that during your lifetime you will eat at least six spiders in your sleep.  They crawl into your mouth while you are asleep, and the natural reflex is to chew.  (Now you can go Ewwwwwwwwwwwwweeeeew)

Well Doctors in Taiwan have removed ants from the ears of a teenager.  It seems she was fond of eating cookies in bed.  While she was doing this, she would pick at her ears while eating the snacks and later go to sleep without brushing away the crumbs.

While she slept, hungry ants would then follow the smell of food into her ear canals where they would stay, “because there was plenty of food there” and it was warm and I suppose the rent was cheap.  (Again …. Ewwwwwwwwwwwwweeeeew)

And I always thought it was strange when our kids, wanting a glass of water before going to sleep, would ask for “Kitchen water Dad, I don’t want any bathroom water, okay?”

Stick ‘em up:  Violent crime in this country is now on the downswing.  Crime in the U.S. has dropped to its lowest level in nearly 40 years.  This of course, defies several long-held theories on the underlying factors for crime.  Despite high unemployment rates and fewer people held in jails, robberies fell by 9.5% last year, and violent crimes dropped by 5.5 percent.

It is no small wonder.  “No one has any spare money anymore to begin with.  No percentage in robbing the unemployed in this country.  And they (the robbers) are all staying at home because of the price of high priced gasoline.  The only people robbing us now are the politicians and the oil companies.”

PSA:  Stop with the negative political emails, it makes absolutely no difference and all you are doing is buggin’ people.  I am asking you nicely.  Continued refusal to behave in a manner that pleases me will result in my unhappiness. This warning applies to people I love, people I have worked with, friends, relatives, strangers who wander through my personal narrative, and folks in faraway lands whose thoughtless actions cause me to become upset when I read the newspaper in the morning.

As of this notice, all behavior will now be required to pass a in-house evaluation of an undocumented nature (“How will this affect Don test?”). Failure to do so will result in me having a bad day. And nobody wants that, right? Thank you for your consideration. You may now return to your regular activities.

Oh yeah, I almost forgot … “Pass this on to everyone in your address book.”  (Don’t you just love Election Years … The Silly Season In America)

It’s A Dogs Life

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Rated “E”

This post is rated “E” for entertaining.  No, educational, uh, erratic.  THIS POST IS FOR EVERYONE … Whew?  Sure glad we got that out of the way.

Oh well, it is Tuesday, and as with all Tuesday’s I have my problems.  Much like a child in grammar school, I am never prepared for the lesson on Tuesday, I am geared up for recess instead.

Most of my days, were spent in desperate contemplation of the hour in Gym class and a considerable amount of time was devoted to “the fine art of pencil sharpening and the observation of the world’ just outside the window.  I excelled in that, but unfortunately, I found out later in life, not much demand for it in the marketplace.

I used to really get into recess, which should not come as any big surprise to anyone that is a regular reader of this page.

You cannot always effectively plan for the future, especially when you are young.  I remember when released from the U.S. Military, they told me that “I could use the skills that were taught to me in the service” in my civilian occupation.  So when I found out that American Airlines wasn’t hiring any tail gunners …. I went to work for the Railroad.

This is what happens to you when you major in recess, remember this.

USA Today is reporting that stress levels are up nationwide and surprisingly, the most affected, are not adults.  The highest stress levels in the past six months have been reported by the 18-24 crowd at 64% coming in second is the 24-34 bunch 55%, 35-44 at 47%, 45-54 at close behind, 46%.  The old geezers like myself, we are just laid back and cooling it, only 37% of them reported stress.

Which is reasonable, when you stop to think about it.  We moved all “those hard to live with people out of the house” years ago.  And we are not forced to watch “Dancin’ With The Stars” three nights a week.  Did you know that more American’s voted for the winner of American Idol than voted for Bush in the last election?  True.

Might be a good day to talk about that “three ring circus” (the great American Dog & Pony Show) in the Nation’s Capitol, but to tell you the truth, I am really tired of it.  So much like T.Boone Pickens latest book (The First Billion is the hardest – Crown Business, 260 pages, $26.95) I am going to take a pass.  Having the lowest stress levels in the above group did not “just naturally occur.”  Often you have to work at it.

Good and Bad News:

Phoenix, Arizona has told home builders there that they are to install water collection systems on new homes and that they are going to collect rainwater from these systems for the watering of plants and outside shrubs.  Which is a good idea and a bad idea.  It is good to be geared up to “green thinking” and all that, it is bad, because as anyone knows.  Phoenix is in the Sonoran Desert portion of the American Southwest and generally speaking …. It doesn’t rain there much, if at all.

Biting the hand that feeds them.

Hard to believe, but like beggar’s with outstretched hands the U.S. Auto companies are trying to entice the public to purchase a new car.  Only thing is, “they are going about it in the wrong manner or fashion” if you ask me.  Now they are telling us that in order to buy a new car, we need to bring MORE cash and a larger down payment is going to be required of us.

Tighter credit standards are forcing many car buyers to put up more cash in order to qualify for a loan.  The average down payment last month was $3,108.00 which is up 42% from the same time last year ($2,194.00).  It is like some kind of shark feeding frenzy on the American consumer these days.  General Motors wants to buy Chrysler and of course, they are lining up at the Federal trough to see if they can get some creative financing in the Great American Give-Away currently enjoying a nice run in Washington DC these days.

These dumb-bells ought to take a lesson from U.S. Oil, we stopped buying their products, and we effectively proved to them that we can do without oil based-products and we can do without these new cars too.

Eat Your Oil

OPEC (namely Venezuela and Iran) are crying the blues, they are now saying that they are cutting back on spending and projects in their respective countries because of the low demand for oil.  It seems that their profits are down some fifty percent and they are experiencing a hardship.  Now everyone …. All together now … One big collective sigh for our poor energy rich oil partners. Now didn’t that feel just swell boys & girls.  Actually that is a misnomer, we (America) get most of our foreign oil from places other than Venezuela and Iran.

Canada and Mexico for instance, are big suppliers to the U.S. and it is not $700 billion as previously reported but rather around $230 billion per year, big difference.

Anchor’s Aweigh

Not to be deterred, the Boys in Dubai went shopping this week, the oil rich energy czars bought the Queen Mary II and she is going to sail to Dubai on her last voyage.  After four decades of plying the oceans of the world she is being retired and will be converted into a five-star hotel in Dubai, the flashy Arab resort Center of the Middle East (United Arab Emirates).

This leaves the sister ship with the same name still plying the oceans for a little while longer, with peak oil, there will come a time in the not so distant future, when all of them are parked and converted.

“Uh, maybe the Woodpeckers were not a good idea?”

Everything I need to know about life, I learned from Noah’s Ark . One: Don’t miss the boat. Two: Remember that we are all in the same boat. Three: Plan ahead. It wasn’t raining when Noah built the Ark. Four: Stay fit. When you’re 600 years old, someone may ask you to do something really big. Five: Don’t listen to critics; just get on with the job that needs to be done. Six: Build your future on high ground. Seven: For safety sake, travel in pairs. Eight: Speed isn’t always an advantage. The snails were on board with the cheetahs. Nine: When you’re stressed, float awhile. Ten: Remember, the Ark was built by amateurs; the Titanic by professionals.

No matter the storm, when you are with God, there’s always a rainbow waiting.

Now, wasn’t that nice? Pass it along this Tuesday, tell all your friends, and make someone else smile, too

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English Class

A long time ago, an ocean of time would be closer to the truth; I would sit in Mrs. McGee’s English Class and look out the window, and wonder what was out there? English sucked and I didn’t want any part of it when I was sixteen years old. I felt that there were more important things in life than a good working knowledge of the language, a command of the written word.

When you are sixteen, expressing the wisdom you posses thru words, is kind of impossible, because when you are sixteen, you are woefully short on wisdom. I had no real knowledge to acquire through words, I had no patience or desire. After all, “I was a teenager, and I knew it all.”

Been there. Done that. Got the diploma. Time to move on.

Youth and that unchaste salute, time for deep inner reflection and strong will. I did not feel the need to collect and arrange words in the form of proverbs, epigrams, pithy sayings. I did not feel any compulsion to communicate truth thru words.

I knew no truth. I had no passion.

Here we are Mrs. McGee, all these years later, and I find myself sitting in front of a screen, almost daily, doggedly and exhaustively pursing all the worldly ways I know, in the pursuit to make sense of life. As an educator, you would be so proud.

One by one, almost as if mile markers on the railroad right away, I knock them down. Hedonism. Materialism. Philosophy. Intellectualism. Religion. Most of the time, only to come up on empty. Every now and then I get lucky, one item resonates with the spirit and I get a “good job” …” I like that” … or something along those lines.

Been there. Done that. Now what?

Suit up for the game, get in there and get a hit, it doesn’t matter if it is a Home Run or not. Just that you are ready to play the game.

This is gonna be a good day, I can just feel it in my bones.

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