This A&J strip from 2015 is about as close as I come to office humor these days. Actually, I did a lot of office humor starting out, when the dysfunctions and inanities of the communal workplace still were fresh to me and those around me. I was doing office humor when Scott Adams worked for the phone company. I will admit, though, many of the experiences upon which I drew have been exorcised by time, and today I feel neither inclined nor qualified to comment on “the office.” Besides, working or not, I think most of us the age of Arlo and Janis find our lives centering more around relationships and home and less around career. Remember careers? When I started in 1985, there were no “jobs,” only “careers,” and I think it’s safe to say Arlo and Janis both considered themselves on a career track. Well, that little fad went off the rails long ago, and many of us count ourselves lucky to have any kind of “job.” So, do Arlo and Janis still have jobs? Are they retired? To be continued.
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Thank you for those sites, Morphy. They look interesting, so I’ve bookmarked them.
It’s not just weapons museums that get my attention. I’m fascinated with most types: natural history, art, archaeology, science, aviation, whatever.
Mark, did not mean it as a pigeonhole, just recognizing an interest, and noting that those writers also have wide interests. In fact, as someone who has worn one kind or another of boot for most of my life, the “large boot jack collection, local cattle brands,”[wiki] caught my eye.
Never bothered to purchase or make one. Constantly feel like an idiot when I need one. Promptly forget about it every time, until I need one again.
Always had the opinion that a proper front porch would have two. The first one would be muddy, or worse, from the other boot; while the second one would still be clean enough for your stocking feet to walk into the house. But then it seemed that posting signs for guests to keep them straight would be a bit over the line. Always an imperfect world. Ain’t it grand.
Rereading yours, it’s the thirst for knowledge; and the joy of slaking it temporarily with slow walks through displayed artifacts. My own family would prefer I visit museums without them, they think I read too slow while I wish they would imagine more.
Refreshing Wikipedia after midnight Reykjavik had this in the anniversary section: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/L%27Oiseau_Blanc The two Frenchmen who very likely beat Lindbergh to the Trans-Atlantic prize, but didn’t quite make it to New York to make their claim known.
Morphy, the bootjacks were there, along with multiple saddles and brand examples. One section on crime and law enforcement, including preserved nooses used to execute several Federal criminals and weapons used by both sides. The collector and his wife are interred in the museum, too, as he had stated a preference to be buried near his guns.
Mark, back on the weapons, I actually see the utility in an organized archive like that beyond historical curiosity. We seem to be in a period where attempts at advancing technology means some waste resources on reinventing the wheel, or attempting to build a better mousetrap.
Housed in that collection are operational examples of engineering principles that can be inspected and copied or discarded based on already proven failure rates. Without the need to reprove an already proven principle.
Attempted to word that vaguely enough to describe a principle that should be followed in more areas of technology, beyond the realm of weaponry. We, collectively, forget *a lot* of what previous generations settled. Plus having object examples helps with language barriers and changing definitions.
I shudder to think some engineer, one day, will think “why not a pure oxygen environment? It just makes sense.”
This was our annual weekend in St. Augustine at the Gamble Rogers Music Festival. Wide variety of styles/ages of performers and fantastic weather. I’ll post more comments and links to some of them later. For now, here’s one that many in the audience identified with all too well: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lXz25mDG8K4
Good one, Ruth Anne!
Ruth Anne, I don’t eat prunes… too sweet… but when did Metamucil become my favorite drink?
Morning Three:
Ever worry about what others remember about you that either you have forgotten or never even realized that you did at the time?
(A little late, I know.) February 14th: The day that some girls think that they will find their White Knight in shining armor who will carry them away to a mystical castle; later, they discover that their White Knight is actually the Black Knight or, even worse, just the Court Jester.
All music is a scientific, technological art.
TIP BlogSpot: http://thatispriceless.blogspot.com/ Maybe royal kids would turn out better if their parents spent real time w/ them.
OTH, musing further, that’s how at least one parent was raised, so maybe we’d have to start a new lineage. Also, that’s how many of the 1% are raised. Maybe being in the top 1-3% should disqualify for public office.* That would disq. many potosuses and legislators, both/all parties. *That might increase competition to get there, or convince some to donate more to tax-exempt causes. Can of worms!
Peace,
Seems that really is the king of Portugal, and the woman is Inês de Castro, lover and posthumously-recognized wife of King Peter I of Portugal. See Wiki for info on their relationship. There’s hanky-panky, a murder, and a classical sarcophagus in the offing.
Today’s 9CL is not as funny as some cheezeburgers, but it’s insightful:
http://www.gocomics.com/9chickweedlane Peace,
Good morning Villagers…
Have to leave here in 30 minutes for the foot doctor…Dad’s getting a pedicure. Soaked his feet this morning while he growled…told him all he had to do was sit there..I had to do all the work 🙂
Shout out to Jackie….when you coming up for air 🙂 🙂
Yes, emb, the Lolcats are good today….been having cable internet issues this morning.
later…gators…..
Parent GH owl is hooting, presumably to other parent.
http://explore.org/live-cams/player/great-horned-owl-cam
While cam is wide angle, does anyone in the Village who is more knowledgeable than I know what the concrete structures [upper R of frame] are? Peace
this is so me!!!!!!
https://i.chzbgr.com/full/9031536128/h1DC2756F/
ya’ gotta luv lolcat language….
emb: I have long thought that anyone who feels destined or qualified to rule over others was missing the point and suffering from pathological narcissism. So did C.S. Lewis:
“Welcome, Prince,’ said Aslan. ‘Do you feel yourself sufficient to take up the Kingship of Narnia?’
I – I don’t think I do, Sir,’ said Caspian. ‘I am only a kid.’
Good,’ said Aslan. ‘If you had felt yourself sufficient, it would have been proof that you were not.”
? C.S. Lewis, Prince Caspian
Debbe, I was feeling gratitude just this morning to my ENT nasal surgeon who rebuilt my nose and nasal passages 20 years ago, curing my mouth breathing. May he rest in peace.
Ruth Anne, that song was awesome! I could come up with another verse or two. 😉
Jackie, I found your post about thankfulness and nasal surgery to be interesting and opportune. I’ve been considering something similar and feeling a little scared.
I had my deviated septum corrected in 1989 as I remember my daughter was about a year old and wanted to bat me in the face. When I saw the Sleep Doctor in 2010, she said “Oh you have a deviated septum”. I told her that I had it corrected. She did not say why, but it was definitely deviated. I know for a fact as it is more difficult to sleep on one side.
Smigz mine were done over 20 years ago, deviated septum and oblates turned to stone. I was told I might need surgery again after twenty years. We had my late husbands done including plastic surgery since his nose had been broken many times and never repaired. His was to have lasted only 20 years and it lasted until he died over 45 years.
hahahha…lololahahha…been there 🙂
https://www.reddit.com/r/WhyWereTheyFilming/
Murphy’s Law meets Godzilla: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a3oKqbQg33A
From one of my 2003-04 students:
Phone Number Trick (don’t include the area code):
1. Multiply the first three numbers of your phone number by 80.
2. Add 1 to the result.
3. Multiply that number by 250.
4. Add the last four numbers of your phone number to that result.
5. Add the last four numbers again.
6. Subtract 250.
7. Divide by two.
8. The answer is your phone number.
Jackie and Steve, I appreciate your posts about your surgical experiences more than you can know. I have had a deviated septum for a long time but it has been troubling me more in recent years. I had made up my mind to finally have surgery; when I went in for a consultation, the surgeon recommended more extensive surgery. I have had a little trouble wrapping my head around the idea, but hearing of your experiences has really helped me. Thank you both!
Smigz: Add my husband to the list of positive surgical experiences. He had a bone spur that was causing nose bleeds; during surgery for that, they repaired his also deviated septum and discovered and fixed an issue with oblates (thanks to Jackie for reminding me of that term). His main memory of the procedure is of when the nurses were waking him up – he really didn’t want to because it was the best sleep he had had in years! Recovery went well and he was amazed at how much better he could breathe afterward – which helped both of us sleep better 🙂
In Blue Springs, MO reading barblue porn and drooling, plotting breakfast brunch at 11 tomorrow at a place called Plowboys, the #1 joint in town, I am having burnt ends because I love them and because I first ate them here where they were invented.
If you have never read Calvin Trillen, do so. He wrote about barbecue so vividly you could smell and taste it.
My friend can’t decide, embarrassment of riches. I am going to eat with my fingers and suck the juices off each finger seductively. Along with sweet potato fries and cheesey corn pudding.
Love KC barbque, detoured here for the que. On our way to Quincy, IL for Mothers Day. Eating smoked meats there too, along with a wine tasting, a chef’s farmers table meal and a Mother’s Day buffet. Fun trip.