Saturday, December 27, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
McCain-Obama Sign Score
Too nervous to count anymore (meaning - there are too many McCain signs for comfort).
Monday, October 27, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
McCain-Obama Sign Score
Yesterday
I started counting the signs on my regular Country Club Hills-Clarendon route. The score was +3 McCain.
Today
+6 Obama!!!
And the Dog Store which has a running contest based on the sales of Obama and McCain dog cookies has it 79 to 34 in Obama's favor.
I started counting the signs on my regular Country Club Hills-Clarendon route. The score was +3 McCain.
Today
+6 Obama!!!
And the Dog Store which has a running contest based on the sales of Obama and McCain dog cookies has it 79 to 34 in Obama's favor.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Friday, October 10, 2008
Thought for the Day
- Always and never are two words you should always remember never to use.
- -Wendell Johnson
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
It's Official
Monday, September 1, 2008
Morning Visitor
This morning I had a guest -a walking stick insect perched on the glass of my front door. I was able to get a good look at him (her?) (it?). What I initially thought was its head turned out to be its tail (with pincers); its head at the other end has two antenna. At first I thought it was missing two legs but I think they are folded together at its head. Evidently they can grow missing legs back. The glass gave me a really good view. Here's a better picture...
Friday, August 22, 2008
Views of the Richelieu River, Quebec
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
I Hate...
The word "awesome" which is "awe-ful"
Telephones
Mice
Two-Tone Houses
Traffic
Martyrs
Hotels that remind me of "Psycho"
Lima Beans
Squat toilets
The road to Hana, and any others like that
Telephones
Mice
Two-Tone Houses
Traffic
Martyrs
Hotels that remind me of "Psycho"
Lima Beans
Squat toilets
The road to Hana, and any others like that
I Love...
Anything British
Bubble baths
The "Miracle" on 34th Street
Foie Gras
Pandas (especially baby pandas)
Kangaroos
Waz & Lennie
The Beach Boys
The Beatles
Myrna Loy
Movies from the 30's & 40"s
Puppies
Brini Maxwell
Hats
Liver
Radios
Red
Fancy Hotels
The miracle on 34th Street
Bubble baths
The "Miracle" on 34th Street
Foie Gras
Pandas (especially baby pandas)
Kangaroos
Waz & Lennie
The Beach Boys
The Beatles
Myrna Loy
Movies from the 30's & 40"s
Puppies
Brini Maxwell
Hats
Liver
Radios
Red
Fancy Hotels
The miracle on 34th Street
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Thought for the Day
If you don't find it in the index, look very carefully through the entire catalogue.
-Unknown, Sears Roebuck and Co., Consumer's Guide, 1897
Monday, July 21, 2008
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Friday, June 27, 2008
Entourage: Season One
Hedonism- devotion to pleasure as a way of life: if you think this is a good theme for a tv show, you'll love the HBO series "Entourage." The writing is good, ditto the actors (are they really acting or is this reality?), and the show is never boring. But puh-lease, is this what we've come to? The pretty boy doesn't have a brain, the smart one is a wimp, and the other two are poor excuses for adult men who still find toilet jokes funny. Whatever happened to the term conspicuous consumption? Haven't any of these twenty-something "men" heard of helping someone instead of using money like it was toilet paper? It's all a joke to them- easy come, easy go, I guess. The only ones eager to help with the flushing are the even stupider bimbos clad "California-style." Is there a message here? Yeah, none of them have children (that we know of) so the species is safe. So far. I'll have to watch Season Two.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Under Anesthesia
I got a bill from a doctor I never heard of. When I called to find out if my insurance was billed I was told that my insurance company had rejected it. Evidently they find the service (a radiologist reading an x-ray) to be unnecessary and this service does not meet the requirements of my benefits and is excluded from coverage. I am then told I am not responsible for this charge unless I agreed in writing to be responsible for the charge before the service was given. Evidently, I signed such a waiver while under anesthesia.
Friday, June 6, 2008
Friday, May 30, 2008
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Edison-Ford Summer Homes
Why would Thomas Edison and Henry Ford build summer homes on the Caloosahatchee River in Fort Myers instead of on the Gulf of Mexico? I couldn't figure this out until I saw their modest, very livable lovely homes. Edison (he came here first) imported a mile's worth of Royal Palms from Cuba to line MacGregor Boulevard leading up to his houses (he had two, one for him and one for guests). Ford liked visiting so much that he bought the house next door. I can imagine these two watching the boats go by on the river under the shade of the banyan tree and surrounded by beautiful tropical plants. It's a gorgeous place.
Sanibel Island
Sanibel Island is about a half hour's drive west of the Fort Myers Airport in Florida. I have rented a condo on the beach for a week and will be sad when my time is up. The weather is glorious and this is not even the "season"; in fact, many shops are closed for the summer and the traffic is minimal. There are no traffic lights and only one main thoroughfare so it might get out of control from October to Easter when the regulars are here. We have a beautiful shell-shocked beach (shells, shells, and more shells!) just outside our door.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Thursday, April 10, 2008
The DMVee and Mee
Through the miracle of the internet you can now check all the Department of Motor Vehicle (DMV) offices in Virginia for current waiting times. I decided to go with the 2 minute wait at the office which just happens to be my closest anyway. When I get there, there are lots of parking spaces and no line -so far, so good.
There’s not exactly a welcoming committee at the front desk. Okay, I’m patient. A couple of minutes pass before the woman at the desk filing (her nails, not papers) notices me and precisely at 11:38 AM I get my number: A038. (BTW, I have taken the DMV advice: go there in the middle of the day, in the middle of the week, in the middle of the month.) At noon my number is called; a sweet voice says “A038, service window number 3; A038, service window number 3.” And what awaits me there but a surly old Indian man too lazy to look up (hey, don’t we have a retirement age for foreigners?). He quickly highlights the question I didn’t answer (I am already a registered voter), tells me to try the vision test (passed), barks the fee, now $20, and then tells me in barely understandable English to sit somewhere that way -he points in the direction I am to move. So I move to the other end of the room and wait. And wait (what happened to the 2 minutes anyway?).
I have time to notice that I’m the only white woman here. Really. Although it is not crowded by DMV standards, out of the 70 or so people here I am clearly one of a kind. Abdul gets called, Ruiz gets called, Gonzalez and then Habib. Many of these folks are first-time license seekers and have the bulging plastic envelopes filled with their 5 pieces of identification documenting who they are. Don’t forget, this was one of the guilty offices giving out those fake Virginia licenses a few years ago.
Anyway, now it’s 12:15 PM and I am getting antsy. The woman who had A039 and was also just renewing her license has already had her photo taken and now has just been handed her new license. Is this reverse discrimination??? Monica, sitting next to me (hey, this can be a friendly place), asks me if I’ve been waiting long. We chat about Arlington (she’s a native), her two kids, blah, blah, blah. She wishes me a happy birthday (licenses in Virginia expire on your birthday); I tell her it’s a little early but she makes the point that she won’t be seeing me again so she’d better say it now. We both finally realize that the worker taking the photos obviously doesn’t like to walk to the other end of the building to pick up the “ready to photo” pile from the Indian guy, with whom we both had been dealing. Somehow the photographer finally gets our applications, takes our photos, and produces our new licenses. We say good-bye. We’re out of here for another five years.
PS. I look orange!!! Now what does that mean?
There’s not exactly a welcoming committee at the front desk. Okay, I’m patient. A couple of minutes pass before the woman at the desk filing (her nails, not papers) notices me and precisely at 11:38 AM I get my number: A038. (BTW, I have taken the DMV advice: go there in the middle of the day, in the middle of the week, in the middle of the month.) At noon my number is called; a sweet voice says “A038, service window number 3; A038, service window number 3.” And what awaits me there but a surly old Indian man too lazy to look up (hey, don’t we have a retirement age for foreigners?). He quickly highlights the question I didn’t answer (I am already a registered voter), tells me to try the vision test (passed), barks the fee, now $20, and then tells me in barely understandable English to sit somewhere that way -he points in the direction I am to move. So I move to the other end of the room and wait. And wait (what happened to the 2 minutes anyway?).
I have time to notice that I’m the only white woman here. Really. Although it is not crowded by DMV standards, out of the 70 or so people here I am clearly one of a kind. Abdul gets called, Ruiz gets called, Gonzalez and then Habib. Many of these folks are first-time license seekers and have the bulging plastic envelopes filled with their 5 pieces of identification documenting who they are. Don’t forget, this was one of the guilty offices giving out those fake Virginia licenses a few years ago.
Anyway, now it’s 12:15 PM and I am getting antsy. The woman who had A039 and was also just renewing her license has already had her photo taken and now has just been handed her new license. Is this reverse discrimination??? Monica, sitting next to me (hey, this can be a friendly place), asks me if I’ve been waiting long. We chat about Arlington (she’s a native), her two kids, blah, blah, blah. She wishes me a happy birthday (licenses in Virginia expire on your birthday); I tell her it’s a little early but she makes the point that she won’t be seeing me again so she’d better say it now. We both finally realize that the worker taking the photos obviously doesn’t like to walk to the other end of the building to pick up the “ready to photo” pile from the Indian guy, with whom we both had been dealing. Somehow the photographer finally gets our applications, takes our photos, and produces our new licenses. We say good-bye. We’re out of here for another five years.
PS. I look orange!!! Now what does that mean?
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Thought for the Day - 9
In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.
Robert Frost (1874 - 1963)
Robert Frost (1874 - 1963)
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
In Case You've Never Read It
Daffodils - a poem by by William Wordsworth
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
Monday, March 24, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
Friday, March 14, 2008
Thought for the Day - 8
"America believes in education: the average professor earns more money in a year than a professional athlete earns in a whole week."
- Evan Esar (who is he?)
- Evan Esar (who is he?)
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Beauty School
Tysons Corner #1 houses the Paul Mitchell Beauty School. Young female (maybe a guy or two) hairdressers-to-be, all wearing black, are willing and waiting to practice on you. Are you brave enough to be a guinea pig? Two hours (whew!) later and $12 poorer I'm glad I tried it.
PS- The teacher hovers over anyone wielding scissors. Remember, it's only hair.
PS- The teacher hovers over anyone wielding scissors. Remember, it's only hair.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Home!
Monday #2
Fiji to LA- 11 hours, 5 movies
Airport Lounge- 3 hours
LA to DC-5 hours, 2 movies
We crossed the International Dateline three times in 4 days.
"Ask yourself whether you are happy and you cease to be so."
-John Stuart Mill
Fiji to LA- 11 hours, 5 movies
Airport Lounge- 3 hours
LA to DC-5 hours, 2 movies
We crossed the International Dateline three times in 4 days.
"Ask yourself whether you are happy and you cease to be so."
-John Stuart Mill
Garden of the Sleeping Giant
Saturday, March 1, 2008
Samoa
Wednesday #2 -Treasured Islands
We left Auckland on Wednesday at 5:30 PM and arrived in Apia on the island of Upolu, Samoa on Tuesday at 8:30 PM. On my second Wednesday, 27 February I went to Robert Louis Stevenson’s mansion (Vailima) about 3 miles outside of Apia. Although he only spent 5 years here (his last) he managed to have this beautiful house built. Here’s the house and the view from one of the bedrooms.
Thursday - The traditional Samoan house called a "fale" has no walls, just columns holding up the roof. As we drove by these houses in the night we could see their table and chairs, their double bed, and the ever present color TV. To make it even more interesting, their relatives are buried right out in the front lawn.
Last night we had dinner with the current Prime Minister of Samoa -a quiet man who loves Obama.
Friday -The picture below was taken at the place we had lunch on the south shore of Upolu. It couldn’t get any more beautiful.
Saturday
Left Samoa at 5:30 am, arrived Fiji Sunday 7 am (the flight takes about 2 hours but we lost Saturday since we’re straddling the International Dateline).
We left Auckland on Wednesday at 5:30 PM and arrived in Apia on the island of Upolu, Samoa on Tuesday at 8:30 PM. On my second Wednesday, 27 February I went to Robert Louis Stevenson’s mansion (Vailima) about 3 miles outside of Apia. Although he only spent 5 years here (his last) he managed to have this beautiful house built. Here’s the house and the view from one of the bedrooms.
Thursday - The traditional Samoan house called a "fale" has no walls, just columns holding up the roof. As we drove by these houses in the night we could see their table and chairs, their double bed, and the ever present color TV. To make it even more interesting, their relatives are buried right out in the front lawn.
Last night we had dinner with the current Prime Minister of Samoa -a quiet man who loves Obama.
Friday -The picture below was taken at the place we had lunch on the south shore of Upolu. It couldn’t get any more beautiful.
Saturday
Left Samoa at 5:30 am, arrived Fiji Sunday 7 am (the flight takes about 2 hours but we lost Saturday since we’re straddling the International Dateline).
New Zealand
Monday - Wellington
Wellington is a small easily walkable city with a lovely old Harrods-like department store (much, much smaller though) called Kirkcaldie & Stains (see above). The city has a cable car which runs right up the hill to the University (see view below) and the Botanic Garden which has a rose garden and the most magnificent begonias I have ever seen.
Big begonias:
Tuesday - Dinners
We are having super dinners every night; I have eaten more oysters in the past four days than I have in my entire life. Last night we had dinner with a former Prime Minister of NZ -a charming chap who loves Obama.
Wednesday #1 - Auckland
A brief lunch stop here between Wellington and Samoa. Our friends have a lovely old house with a terrific view of the Auckland Tower and it’s nice to see this part of Auckland again and to catch up with F&L once again.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
King Solomon's Mine
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