Coincidentally, I also am a big collector of do-it-yourself books, especially the ones with lots of pictures. I’m a visual type. Although I am very comfortable writing and reading text, a demonstration of some sort, whether live or photographs and diagrams in a book, almost always is necessary. Maybe I am too comfortable with text. When I encounter written instructions only, the copy editor inside me often kicks in, and ambiguities and omissions begin to crop up everywhere. Questions arise faster than they can be answered. Illustrations almost always help. Come to think of it, maybe this isn’t strange at all. I do make my living putting together words and pictures.
Shelf Awareness
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84 responses to “Shelf Awareness”
My Louisiana hometown is Monroe, LA, home of the bearded Duck Dynasty quacks, but also the home of Delta Airlines who began their company there. The board of directors used to still hold their meetings there in their boardroom in our local bank. Nostalgia, nostalgia, nostalgia! The mural they had at Disneyland/Disney World for Delta’s sponsored ride was a painting of a DC-4 landed at the Monroe airport. Although it may have been a DC-2 or 3 even, it was a historic ride through aviation history. I’m sure it’s gone now.
Stay on topic?
Love, Jackie Monies
Jackie- Nope. The Pittsburgh slide was during the first half of 1967. If memory serves, the airport was closed after we got in, no rooms available (several conventions going on, we were told), no seats available in the terminal. Consequently, I walked out to the plane again and got on. When I informed them about the closure – pilot didn’t yet know – they allowed me to stay in my seat all night! I had a lot of room after removing a seat divider, the crew was friendly, and liquids were available (I was too late for ethanolic mixtures).
In the a.m., we were all shooed off so the craft could be cleaned/readied, and I remember having breakfast in the terminal with the Phila. pro basketball team at the same table. It took until late afternoon before I was able to leave.
It struck me – months afterwards – that I had the makings of a small book of my adventures in seeking employment. There were 5 or 6 trips, and each had something(s) go very wrong. Never got to it, all the better for the reading public and various trees….
People keep telling me I should write a book and I always say “Not while my mother is still alive!”
Love, Jackie
Good morning Villagers……
Jackie, let me know when you write your book…you write very eloquently.
Indy Mindy….glad I can help you out in taking you back….Ian said one of the high school boys is stashing his beer and rum in the cooler at work, he came in Sunday and stashed it…guess what? The beer is gone….now, what to do with Captain Morgan. 🙂
Jean, no music!!!. Maybe you need to get one of those thingy jingies this younger generation carries around with plugs in their ears….
Got a major, reoccurring, 2 year issue resolved yesterday…I’m about to break my arm patting myself on the back….finally got the concrete aisle slabs out of the hen house yard. Just asked the guy operating the big “Tonka” backhoe, who was ‘scooping’ out the creek bed next to our building…asked him if he could use some more concrete to help stop some of the erosion…Hallaluha, it’s off the list….love my “I’ll dazzle you with my brilliance and baffle you with my BS.”
GR 😉 you’re very eloquent too…..pokies 🙂 And the wind does cry Debbe…
Today’s grin: https://i.chzbgr.com/maxW500/8172893952/h329A3544/
Ya’ll have a blessed day……
Where is “over there?”
Catching up on the comments. Ghost, train and subway stations have great acoustics. I was in Berlin with a choir back in 1989. We were performing at the Templehof open house celebrating the 40th anniversary of the end of the Berlin Airlift. Anyway the night before our performance I ran into several member of the choir waiting in a U-Bahn station for the last train back to our digs. We just happened to have all four voices so we sang “No Man Is An Island” to the enjoyment of all. Oh, the commuters enjoyed it also.????
Ghost, yes, but what do they call the Wind? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3DrOqRQQ9mg
Debbe, my daughter says she’ll help me get one of those doohickies and the equipment to hook it up and play it through the radio speakers, but every time I ask her when we can go get the stuff she has to work. Good thing I don’t drive long distances and have a good playlist in my head! 😉
I do like to fly, and will admit to a few jitters as the pilot begins takeoff. Once we’re in the air I’m fine though.
Ghost, I don’t care who is flying the cursed machine, if the pilot is not actually surrounded by a mandorla, I am frightened out of my wits. I only fly when my boss and her hubby take me on vacation, and she has to give me a happy pill about an hour prior to takeoff or I get hysterical when the time comes to board. I am not claustrophobic or acrophobia, just scared of flying. If I could have the choice of going to those places by boat, I would pick it every time.
We are going on a Mediterranean cruise this September. I am looking forward to it, but I dread the flight
John, add my prayers for you and your wife