Let’s pass a law limiting the number of times a commercial can be repeated. Note: I will settle for most anything.
I did say most people would like it, except those that make and use them. If we start talking about such things in Congress, we will likely hear from those who advertise, sort of like a squealing pig. Note, I did use the term pig intentionally.
With the driveway all iced over, will it be my wife or me to slip and break bones first. Whenever we go to the car together, I try to steady her. Then, of course, who will steady me.
I didn’t know it at the time but those who are on the south side of the street have, by far, the bigger problem with ice and snow. At our age, about all we can do is hope and pray for it to warm up before one of us is killed on the way to the auto.
I have no right to complain. Many are without electricity and/or water. Some are businesses with fixed weekly costs, which conceivably includeds getting the ice cleared from parking and walkways.
Well, this is me, staying inside and praying for a little warmer weather for all of us in the mid-south. Sorry. Those in and around Chicago will have to deal with the deep freeze on their own. I need to concentrate my efforts closer to home, like out the front door.
I came up with the idea watching a commercial advertising a vacuum smaller. Consider clear plastic bricks made of clear plastic.
What could you do with them? They could provide insulation… windows, walls, ceiling, who knows? Maybe tents, cars, RVs.
The bricks could be of varying sizes, shapes or thicknesses.
Kind of my problem. I can make them but I am too lazy. Maybe a bit too old too.
About 1984, my wife, 2 sons, and I went out to California to visit relatives, about 1800 miles. Being as we were going close by the Grand Canyon, we decided to drop in, figuratively.
The first thing I noticed was that, just south of the canyon land was being advertised…dirt cheap. A hundred dollars an acre. A while later, I discovered the reason was no water. Even the local McDonald’s had to haul water in.
I don’t know for sure what the prices are today, but I do wish I had figured a way to buy 10 acres. I would suspect the prices have gone up a bunch, even though there is not much demand for farmland without water.
At any rate, after a short stop at McDonald’s, we drove to an overlook. There, before us was one of the most majestic scenes and all 3, the wife and kids couldn’t be bothered with it. They wanted to watch the baby squirrels crawl fearlessly up and down the sheer cliff.
I guess they were fascinating but we have squirrels in Desoto County, bunches of them. So much for seeing the Grand Canyon. Better to go to the local park and watch the wild life. Incidentally, much less expensive.
Now, let’s see. Had I bought a few acres, I could have charged the passerbys to see squirrels. Do you suppose it would have worked. I suppose it still will.
When in the Marines, I had to memorize the traits of a good leader. To be sure, they are a good thing to know military or not. However, it is not enough to know them. I did and I was a lousy leader.
I can’t remember all of them anymore, but here are the highlights. I think few will disagree with them. Honesty, integrity, courage, knowledge, humility, example & a few others I can’t think of right now. I am sure you can look them up on the internet. Nonetheless, I knew men who were good leaders who lacked many of the traits. I knew many bad leaders who had most of the traits. There does seem to be the untangable that is difficult to define.
However, I cannot talk on the subject without bringing up one important fact. One man not only had all these characteristics, but in perfection. Jesus Christ the son of the living God. You look up those traits on the internet and you will find He had them all to perfection.
You cannot say this of any other leader.
On the other hand, Old Joe has none of them; certainly not honesty.
I speak from experience. I know. Just don’t try it. Even if you know the secrets of driving on ice, others don’t and if you must drive, you will likely meet one of them.
The wife and I stepped out a little to eat and get a few groceries. Did I mention it was already cold and, according to the weatherman, the cold has not really arrived yet.
Just don’t like cold. In a way, it’s odd, cold is not a form of energy. It is rather the lack of heat.
So that’s the problem. It is not the cold moving into the Midsouth, but the fact that so much heat will be leaving.
Somehow, that don’t help the chills in my old bones.
A while ago, there was a writing prompt about long life. I was flippant. I said it sounds like a good idea to me.
I thought it over. Those children who are aborted, killed, don’t live long. It has made me wonder, “Does anybody care?”
Hi ho Crackers. That or roasted peanuts. Oh yes. Let’s not forget cashews by the pound. Why did I start that. I am getting hungry.
For those who don’t understand, that means she hates Jews. That means when others try to remove all jews from the earth, they would like to assist those doing the killing. Mitchell and others like her will answer, not from me. God doesn’t need any help from me.
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