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Mother Nature's Mercy Only Lasts So Long
Ah, summer. In Florida and the Southeast United States that generally means Hurricane Season. It starts here on June 1 and ends November 31. Most of you probably know that.
This year has started odd and then mercifully quiet. We had a big rain system the end of May that had it occurred a couple of weeks later might have been the first named storm of the season. It was outside the time frame and not tropical enough so we got days and days of rain and flooding and no name for that system. And then hurricane season started. Nothing. June comes and goes with nary a whisp. July comes and goes with a hint but nothing. Then we get to August.
Dog Loose, Officer Dispatched.
Friday, 07 August 2009 21:04 | Author: Editor |
I took vacation recently. It probably wasn't what most people would do for their vacation though it was very reminiscent of the types of vacations we took when I was growing up. I live in Florida, for my vacation I went to New Mexico and Oklahoma. Yes, really. The New Mexico part of our trip found us based out of Albuquerque. Most of the barrels are gone from the freeways from when we lived there. The place has really grown. Though Old Town Albuquerque is much the same. People still selling their wares on the sidewalk. Shops with kitsch and t-shirts and some not. And a great restaurant. While in Old Town we met up with a guy from the San Domingo Pueblo and he gave my mother some help with information about her turquoise ring and as promised, after we looked at his jewelry, he pointed towards a really good glass of iced tea and a really good meal at the Church Street Cafe. Oh, and bonus, Flamenco Guitar music played live. I'm a Flamenco Guitar fan. This was truly a bonus. The next day we decided to head down to White Sands. It's only a 3 hour drive, if you don't take the scenic route. I suppose I should protest it.
Monday, 27 July 2009 19:45 | Author: Editor |
In these economic times I've been fortunate. I've taken a hit or two and yet nothing like so many out there have. And so today when I got a letter from one of the credit card companies that gave me an account that said they were closing my account because of inactivity I probably should have gotten indignant or something and called and protested. Really, after all it was my first major credit card and this means my FICO score will probably take a hit. And yet... Last Updated (Monday, 27 July 2009 19:46) |
Free Speech? How About Responsible Speech
Monday, 13 July 2009 07:27 | Author: Editor |
I recently read about the professor in Colorado, I think, that had been fired apparently for an opinion he expressed. Though the jury awarded him a dollar he did not get his job back as it was determined that he had not been fired on grounds of his exercising his right to free speech. In the article there was mention that if there are consequences to what you say then it's not free speech. My first though on this is duh. Most of us learned at a reasonablly young age that while we could say whatever we wanted, there could be consequenses. You don't call a kid several times your size names without expecting to get beat up. You don't mouth off to your parents without expecting to be punished. Ok, you might do it once. And then you learn. I sometimes wonder if we dont' take this 'free speech' thing a little too far. Adventures with the 'Rents
Tuesday, 07 July 2009 18:42 | Author: Editor |
Doing things with my parents often has promise of memorable moments. The latest moment was shopping. Not just normal everyday shopping, we went shopping for boots. Not for me I have two pair, the boots were for my parents. The idea was to get my Dad a pair of cowboy boots. He had some when my parents married and he wore them for a long time. I have no idea what happened to them only that he no longer had any. He used to wear them Square Dancing and for other stuff as well. So off we go to Sheplers to look at boots. Dad finds a pair that fit right for him and then we corner the sales guy for help with socks. Not my idea, Mom's. So we get the low down on how the boots should fit, how to know that they are just right and I find out I should let rotate mine so they can air/dry out properly. humph. Mom sends Dad off with sales guy to find jeans that fit while she goes searching for him a shirt. No success on the shirt. Success on properly fitting jeans so they got two pair. Now it's time to see about a pair of boots for Mom. |