Saturday, January 28, 2012
Friday night — Six Word Saturday — The lost truck
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My Six Words:
My Six Words:
I know it's parked here someplace
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On Friday nights we see all kinds of sights. I was double parked also, right there where this fellow was heading, across from the purple truck. But a parking space opened close and I took it. (Note the fellow's shirt matches fairly well with the truck.)
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This is the parking lot and driveway in front of our new Kroger grocery plus store. It has about the variety of the French store, the Auchan hypermarket (link). We like to shop here but parking sometimes gets weird. Like double parking or walking a mile (almost) from your car.
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BTW, Auchan's first U.S. store opened here, in Houston, Texas, in 1988. The 250,000-square-foot (23,000 m2) market was located on a 31.3-acre (12.7 ha) plot of land. But in the early 2000's the Houston and all the other U.S. Auchans had closed.
Describe your life (or something) in a phrase using just six words for Six Word Saturday. Click the box at right to visit Cate's blog with Mr. Linky showing all the other blogs participating this week. Cate is the boss at Six Word Saturday. She would like for you to participate.
Did you hear about the thief who stole a calendar got twelve months?
Labels: Six Word Saturday, Why I live in Montgomery
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Thursday Memes -- Things in a row -- Two Questions
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Happy Australia Day!
Happy Australia Day!
I didn't realize so many movie stars are Australian (link).
Guess that's because we don't go to many movies.
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Girls in stair step formation
At church the other day I looked over while
I doubt the the mother(?) or lady with them arranged this. Rather I suppose they stood beside their closest friend and it worked out this way.
Notice I said while "they" were singing. I do not sing in church, or at least not much or very often. I used to sing in the choir and in a special men's chorus when I lived in El Paso.
Then when we moved to New Hampshire the choir director there asked for an audition. My results were, "I'd rather not have you sing in my choir." He went on to say that I had a bad ear. I think I do. One voice instructor told me that most bad ears can be trained to be good. I haven't pursued this and probably won't.
And now for my Thursday Two Questions: (See Thursday Two Questions by Poetic Shutterbug for more reading. You could also make your own by checking in at this link.)
I give Mrs. Jim a performance review once a year. It keeps her on her toes a little better and shows her areas of 'needs improvement.' (link to previous reviews)(you can search my blog using "annual performance evaluation" to find other blog postings where I talk about evaluating her)
Through the years this has helped considerably in our marriage but now since I put the results and findings on my blog Mrs. Jim has become a real trouper. She has always been a fine 'pioneer woman' in her own right.
My Questions:
Through the years this has helped considerably in our marriage but now since I put the results and findings on my blog Mrs. Jim has become a real trouper. She has always been a fine 'pioneer woman' in her own right.
My Questions:
1. Does the man in your house give the woman a performance rating?
2. Regardless if do or don't, what is your opinion of doing this?
3. Do you really think this would happen?
LOL 
Bonus Question: If you gave your children or grandchildren performance reviews would you establish their allowance commensurate with their rating results?
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Bonus joke (not original with me. It's been all over the TV talk shows):
Labels: Jim Does, Married Life, Things-in-a-row, Thursday-Two-Questions
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
My lucky day — MidWeek Blues — This and That
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The first 'That': (there are more at the bottom here)
Did you ever wonder why we never see Ron Paul's wife with him on TV and helping at the campaign?
The reason: She is very busy with her own business making fish sticks. .
This was my lucky day yesterday. That was when I opened the mail and found this little check. It was a settlement check for Visa and MasterCard over charges on foreign currency exchanges.
It will really be lucky days as Mrs. Jim and I can both go to eat at Pappadeaux Seafood Kitchen Restaurant. Maybe Saturday and then a movie? That would be romantic, just a bit.
Mrs. Jim has been feeling puny with a cold or something and now she is getting better. We can celebrate her getting better!
You say, can two eat on Saturday night for $25.07? Yes, we can. We, being over age 62, can eat off Pappadeaux's Senior Menu (link) any time and any day of the week.
Normally we agree on an entree to share and then each have a salad. Their salads are large so sometimes we split the salad and each order an entree. Besides I am off caffeine so I have a cheap drink, my usual water with a lemon and a straw, for no charge.
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This and That:
I'm going to rehab now for my back. What I am doing is exercises intended to strengthen my back supporting muscles. My schedule says two weeks, three times each, then two weeks, two times each. Plus walking. My walking goal is to end up at two miles and then I should be ready for walking London. I might can do that now?
Adi is just finishing up her two times a week shots for her arthritis in her left right rear hip. She started walking on three legs. I thought it was a burr in her foot but the vet said arthritis. With the shots she does fine. They will go to once a week or less often but at least once a month. "As needed for pain" they say.
I have started teaching bringing the Sunday school lesson once every three weeks (three of team 'teach'). Teach is a loose word with our bunch. It is a couples class, ages 70 and up. Two of the ladies are in their sixty. So to keep it interesting I try to find items they might NOT KNOW, like King Og last week. They all liked the Og poem (link).
If you want to post a MidWeek Blues picture, go get directions from Rebecca by clicking on the logo picture on the right. She has a Mr. Linky and good directions . Just do what I did.
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The first 'That': (there are more at the bottom here)
This was my lucky It will really be lucky days as Mrs. Jim and I can both go to eat at Pappadeaux Seafood Kitchen Restaurant. Maybe Saturday and then a movie? That would be romantic, just a bit.
Mrs. Jim has been feeling puny with a cold or something and now she is getting better. We can celebrate her getting better!
You say, can two eat on Saturday night for $25.07? Yes, we can. We, being over age 62, can eat off Pappadeaux's Senior Menu (link) any time and any day of the week.
Normally we agree on an entree to share and then each have a salad. Their salads are large so sometimes we split the salad and each order an entree. Besides I am off caffeine so I have a cheap drink, my usual water with a lemon and a straw, for no charge.
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This and That:
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If you want to post a MidWeek Blues picture, go get directions from Rebecca by clicking on the logo picture on the right. She has a Mr. Linky and good directions . Just do what I did.Labels: Jim Does, Midweek-Blues
Sunday, January 22, 2012
A poem by Lon Woodrum -- Succintly Yours
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The crazy horses featured below have had their oats and hay. Now to practice on pick-up lines.
My µ-fictionStory goes thusly:
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Show me your teeth, I'll show you mine.
Why should I, you're all bluster? Besides you show them every time your mouth opens.
Foiled again!
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Here is the little poem by Lon Woodrum of the 1940+/- era that I found about King Og. Surely you remember him: (see Note 1)
BED OF OG
While browsing through the Bible once
I ran across the queerest thing:
A Bashanite of giant height
Upon his nation’s throne was king.
His name was Og.
There is no record whether he
Was dull or smart or sour or gay.
He had a bedstead made of iron—
That’s all the Bible has to say
About this Og.
He must have used a lot of room!
They laid a tapeline on his bed;
From side to side it was six feet wide
And fifteen feet from foot to head.
Some man, this Og!
I wonder, was he cruel or kind?
A gentleman or snooty cad?
And did he have a smile or frown?
A bedstead made of iron he had!
That’s all we know.
I hope when I have lived my life
And gone the common way of man,
The folks will find I’ve left behind
Something for memory better than
Old Og’s iron bed!
I’d rather be remembered by
One gentle, friendly word I’ve said,
One smile I’ve worn or song I’ve sung
Than by a fifteen-foot iron bed
Like poor old Og!
10 We [sic, the early Israelites] took all the towns on the plateau, and all Gilead, and all Bashan as far as Salekah and Edrei, towns of Og’s kingdom in Bashan. 11 (Og king of Bashan was the last of the Rephaites. His bed was decorated with iron and was more than nine cubits long and four cubits wide. It is still in Rabbah of the Ammonites.)
Deuteronomy 3:10-11 (NIV)
Verse 11 tells all that we really know about Og, the King of Bashan. We can assume that he was a large man to fit that bed. Very likely a giant.
The crazy horses featured below have had their oats and hay. Now to practice on pick-up lines.
My µ-fictionStory goes thusly:
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Show me your teeth, I'll show you mine.
Why should I, you're all bluster? Besides you show them every time your mouth opens.
Foiled again!
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140 Characters as counted by Design 215
µ-fiction
Story Copyright
© 2012 Jimmiehov
All Rights Reserved
°Written for Succinctly Yours – Week 44
°The word of the week, 'bluster', and the picture were selected by Grandma.
°It's posted on her blog, Grandma's Goulash
°Her Rules: Use the photo as inspiration for a story of 140 characters OR 140 words. It doesn’t have to be exactly 140, just not more.
°Using the word of the week is not required. This week I elected to use it, sort of.
µ-fiction
Story Copyright
© 2012 Jimmiehov
All Rights Reserved
°Written for Succinctly Yours – Week 44
°The word of the week, 'bluster', and the picture were selected by Grandma.
°It's posted on her blog, Grandma's Goulash
°Her Rules: Use the photo as inspiration for a story of 140 characters OR 140 words. It doesn’t have to be exactly 140, just not more.
°Using the word of the week is not required. This week I elected to use it, sort of.
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Here is the little poem by Lon Woodrum of the 1940+/- era that I found about King Og. Surely you remember him: (see Note 1)
BED OF OG
While browsing through the Bible once
I ran across the queerest thing:
A Bashanite of giant height
Upon his nation’s throne was king.
His name was Og.
There is no record whether he
Was dull or smart or sour or gay.
He had a bedstead made of iron—
That’s all the Bible has to say
About this Og.
He must have used a lot of room!
They laid a tapeline on his bed;
From side to side it was six feet wide
And fifteen feet from foot to head.
Some man, this Og!
I wonder, was he cruel or kind?
A gentleman or snooty cad?
And did he have a smile or frown?
A bedstead made of iron he had!
That’s all we know.
I hope when I have lived my life
And gone the common way of man,
The folks will find I’ve left behind
Something for memory better than
Old Og’s iron bed!
I’d rather be remembered by
One gentle, friendly word I’ve said,
One smile I’ve worn or song I’ve sung
Than by a fifteen-foot iron bed
Like poor old Og!
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Note 1: I found this poem here: Maxwell, John C. ; Ogilvie, Lloyd J.: The Preacher's Commentary Series, Volume 5 : Deuteronomy. Nashville, Tennessee : Thomas Nelson Inc, 1987 (The Preacher's Commentary Series 5), S. 12.
10 We [sic, the early Israelites] took all the towns on the plateau, and all Gilead, and all Bashan as far as Salekah and Edrei, towns of Og’s kingdom in Bashan. 11 (Og king of Bashan was the last of the Rephaites. His bed was decorated with iron and was more than nine cubits long and four cubits wide. It is still in Rabbah of the Ammonites.)
Deuteronomy 3:10-11 (NIV)
Verse 11 tells all that we really know about Og, the King of Bashan. We can assume that he was a large man to fit that bed. Very likely a giant.
Labels: Bible, Stuff to know, Succinctly-Yours, Sunday
King Og poem by Lon Woodrum
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Here is the little poem by itself that I posted above (Sunday, January 22, 2012). It was written by Lon Woodrum of the 1940+/- era about King Og. Surely you remember him: (see Note 1)
BED OF OG
While browsing through the Bible once
I ran across the queerest thing:
A Bashanite of giant height
Upon his nation’s throne was king.
His name was Og.
There is no record whether he
Was dull or smart or sour or gay.
He had a bedstead made of iron—
That’s all the Bible has to say
About this Og.
He must have used a lot of room!
They laid a tapeline on his bed;
From side to side it was six feet wide
And fifteen feet from foot to head.
Some man, this Og!
I wonder, was he cruel or kind?
A gentleman or snooty cad?
And did he have a smile or frown?
A bedstead made of iron he had!
That’s all we know.
I hope when I have lived my life
And gone the common way of man,
The folks will find I’ve left behind
Something for memory better than
Old Og’s iron bed!
I’d rather be remembered by
One gentle, friendly word I’ve said,
One smile I’ve worn or song I’ve sung
Than by a fifteen-foot iron bed
Like poor old Og!
Here is the little poem by itself that I posted above (Sunday, January 22, 2012). It was written by Lon Woodrum of the 1940+/- era about King Og. Surely you remember him: (see Note 1)
BED OF OG
While browsing through the Bible once
I ran across the queerest thing:
A Bashanite of giant height
Upon his nation’s throne was king.
His name was Og.
There is no record whether he
Was dull or smart or sour or gay.
He had a bedstead made of iron—
That’s all the Bible has to say
About this Og.
He must have used a lot of room!
They laid a tapeline on his bed;
From side to side it was six feet wide
And fifteen feet from foot to head.
Some man, this Og!
I wonder, was he cruel or kind?
A gentleman or snooty cad?
And did he have a smile or frown?
A bedstead made of iron he had!
That’s all we know.
I hope when I have lived my life
And gone the common way of man,
The folks will find I’ve left behind
Something for memory better than
Old Og’s iron bed!
I’d rather be remembered by
One gentle, friendly word I’ve said,
One smile I’ve worn or song I’ve sung
Than by a fifteen-foot iron bed
Like poor old Og!
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Note 1: I found this poem here: Maxwell, John C. ; Ogilvie, Lloyd J.: The Preacher's Commentary Series, Volume 5 : Deuteronomy. Nashville, Tennessee : Thomas Nelson Inc, 1987 (The Preacher's Commentary Series 5), S. 12.
10 We [sic, the early Israelites] took all the towns on the plateau, and all Gilead, and all Bashan as far as Salekah and Edrei, towns of Og’s kingdom in Bashan. 11 (Og king of Bashan was the last of the Rephaites. His bed was decorated with iron and was more than nine cubits long and four cubits wide. It is still in Rabbah of the Ammonites.)
Deuteronomy 3:10-11 (NIV)
Verse 11 tells all that we really know about Og, the King of Bashan. We can assume that he was a large man to fit that bed. Very likely a giant.
Labels: Bible
