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Today’s retro A&J is more antediluvian tech humor from barely five years ago. Presumably today they would both have a smart phone and would both be entitled to their own set of facts. Speaking of smart phones, I’ve discovered a strange phenomenon. My new phone has about four times the square footage of my old flip phone, but I’ve noticed it’s easier to lose! Maybe because it looks like a dozen other gadgets lying around the house. I’ve give some thought to what we discussed yesterday, the future of our retro feature, and I think I have come up with some ideas. I hope you’ll find them rather painless once implemented. Maybe we’ll run some experiments next week.
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OK. The new HDMI cable I ordered has arrived via USPS. Now to see if I’m still bright enough to hook up a big screen TV to a cable box, an audio tuner and set of big speakers. I may get to watch a college game this peeyem, football being the only thing I’ve really missed since current BSTV gave up the ghost. LSU-Auburn, anyone?
I used to watch football games once upon a year which consisted of me napping naked in bed while Mike watched game. Gave him entertainment at halftime.needless to say he didn’t have beer drinking buddies to watch with him.
Don’t want anyone to think I don’t occasionally listen to football in past.
Kenny Stabler lived down street from me and occasionally the then Oilers would be around but they didn’t do much exciting so I never became a fan. Mike was so I could be a party, sort of. In my single days I went togames
Touchdown!!
c x-p: A Village should have at least two resident pedants. Peace,
Much better than having a Village Idiot. 🙂
What time is it? I started sneezing after lunch, took a dangerous narcotic Benadryl™ dope tablet, and just woke up. Alas, Television Set Installation Brownies did not come while I was visiting the Land of Morpheus.
Finally saw some antelope close enough to road to identify definitely. Have been skirting Yellowstone all day and driving along the Yellowstone River. Yesterday I thought I was seeing strange markers or stumps in rivers until I got close enough to see they were fly fishermen.
In waders out in mid streamorning.
Aspen and other yellow plants and trees spilling down mountains and streams, saw huge stick nest, probably eagle but perhaps osprey. I love driving this country.
Learned that Charles Kuralt was inspired by Steinbeck and his book Travels With Charlie and that was original name for On the Road television show.
Did anyone mention that the songs Willie was singing were written by him?
Think so. They were hits recorded earlier ND he was trying to get career in clubs.
Without comment
https://youtu.be/8aC_guV6pgM
Gr. blue heron on bull kelp, live. Close up expl ore. Peace,
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If odd but interesting appeals to you, you might want to check out the Atlas Obscura webpage or FB page. Here’s a sample that Jackie should like, especially since it mentions the Elisa.
http://www.atlasobscura.com/articles/solving-the-nutritional-mystery-of-historical-food-at-sea?utm_source=facebook.com&utm_medium=atlas-page
Jackie: I swear I spelled Elissa correctly!
Sonogram Hal. I typed Son of Hal. See what he printed?
I don’t understand what sort of a speelczech Hal is. He messes up legitimate text but lets anteloupe by. Weird. Peace,
That is what drives me nuts. I type correct words which he changes, even rewrites a sentence, but doesn’t correct genuine errors.
Today was my friend’s funeral. Hit harder than I expected for sure. She had a hard life, but kept the most upbeat attitude. Her pastor recounted how he told her one day he and her Sunday school class would understand if she didn’t come to church because the pain was too bad. Her response was simply, “I’ll be in the same pain here or at home, so I might as well come.” She once took her brother, daughter, and granddaughter, all mentally-handicapped, on a road trip to Florida for vaction. All three are a handful on their own. I told her she was a brave woman. She was honestly surprised by my comment. And I quote: “I have no reason to complain, so many people out there have it so much worse. I’m leaving for vacation!” She grew up dirt poor, was beaten constantly by her first husband, had a daughter murdered, and STILL stayed positive and never knew a stranger. She was an amazing woman. She is a big reason I always say I’m living the dream – if she could walk through hell and keep a smile, I have no reason not to get through a few bad days. She was a saint.
Mindy my love you are blessed because you recognize the true angels and Saints who walk among us ordinary people. They don’t have to be Canonized to be real.
I have not been on the internet very much. Trying to save data. Made the mistake of signing up with Verizon for ISP. BIG MISTAKE! Am getting out of contract… For a price. Will contact a local company Monday. Hopefully will be able to get service that will not send me to the poor house!
Lady Mindy, may your friend find the peace that was apparently in short supply during her life. But it sounds as though she made her own joy while she was here.
Lady Mindy… Hugs…
I am right near the Battle of Little Big Horn but also site of tragic event in Native American history with killing of women and children. History is always twisted. This is lonely huge space that goes on forever, Montana and Wyoming are obviously oil based but shut down. This is what shut down and boom ended looks like.
Rainy so I got off road early. Nice family run motel, decor better than most. Good pen and inks of Buffalo and antelope, large photo of rock ledge and Yellowstone River over my bed. Looked at second bed and it is legs and cowboy boots, spurs from knees down sitting on fence, mud and dirt. Sorry, someone had a quirky Urban Cowboy decorating streak there.
Sheridan is nearest sizable town. Not sure where I am but there’s a Dairy Queen next door.
I am in Hardin, Montana. Had to look on phone. For first time on trip I feel overwhelmingly lonely. No one but you have any idea where I am or cares. Well, Dickens does but he is trying to arrange duvet a bit more comfortably and is four inches from my hip.
I know exactly where Hardin is! I stopped at the Broadway Flying J there many times… Are you at the Rodeway Inn? It’s amazing that such a tiny town can support a McDonald’s, a Dairy Queen, a Subway, and a Pizza Hut. Maybe everyone eats out 2 – 3 times a day?
As for me, I’ve had a lousy week. Woke up Wednesday with swelling of an upper eyelid. Turns out it was a chalazion which, in turn, caused several eyelashes to develop folliculitis. It’s responding well to the warm compresses and I’m on augmentin to keep everything under control… but I still look like I lost a fight with a stinging insect.
Then, today, finally feeling good, I went to the city rec center and worked out a bit. On my way home had a near head-on collision with a young idiot. He was texting at a light in the left-turn lane and, seeing a break in the traffic in his peripheral vision, turned right into my path. I was doing the limit (25 mph) and had no time to stop or to avoid him. So, both his 2008 Mustang GT ragtop and my 2001 Grand Am are history. I thank God that there was a pedestrian waiting to cross the street who ran up to the first cop there, pointed at the fool, and announced, “He was texting!”
Neither of us had airbags deploy, and I’m glad. I really don’t want to find out what a bag would do to my glasses! My only injury, besides my peace of mind, is a bruised rib or two from the steering wheel (yes, I had the seat belt and shoulder harness on).
Jackie, you should take pictures of that room for FB and we could then put them here too. And remember, your workers back in OK care about you too, even if they don’t know where you are. Keep your spirits up and know there are people who care about you, wherever you are.
Actually, Jackie, probably several dozen people know where you are, and by morning it may be several hundred. On the other hand, no one knows where I am. Not counting the NSA, of course.
Only got done about half of what I planned today. I did finally got to go through the storage box of my mom’s belongings I picked up at the nursing center the afternoon of the day she died. My plans are to visit my ailing out-of-town friend (who was also one of my mom’s best friends) next week, and I picked out and laundered some of my mom’s clothing items she might be able to use.
Feeling crummy. If I weren’t afraid to jinx myself, I’d observe that I feel about the same as I did when I started coming down with the crud five weeks ago today. I’m no angel, but I really don’t think I’ve done anything to deserve that again.