If you are willing to admit faults, you have one less fault to admit.
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Saturday, September 23, 2006
THAT'S WHAT FRIENDS ARE FOR
Working in a 911 center, as I have eluded to before, gives us the opportunity to speak with the educationally challenged. I will at times provide examples to substantiate my claim. The following is such an example: As part of a routine, but unattended (no witnesses) death investigation, officers will inquire as to time of death using various resources. One method is to check caller ID history and answering machine messages to determine last time the victim took a phone call or messages were left indicating an effort to contact them.
On a recent such call, we arrived on scene to check on a 'suspicious odor' being reported by tenants at an apartment complex. Upon glancing in through a window, officers observed a motionless male laying on the floor and unresponsive to any effort to awaken him from the outside. Forced entry was necessary and it was determined the subject was indeed deceased and had been so for awhile.
Officers checked the answering machine and determined the prior day a friend had arrived at 3pm, peeked in through the window and left the following message via cell phone-"Hey dude, I see you laying down on the floor near the coffee table and you dont look very comfortable. It looks like you are dead. Call us when you wake up". Three hours later, another friend drops by, peeks in the window and similarly calls via cell phone and notes "Hey, get off the floor and quit your sleeping--give me a call". That's what friends are for....
Gotta luv it! Til next time....
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Monday, September 18, 2006
GONE POSTAL
Well, Teri and I decided to try something different with our Ebay apparel business. Since January, we have faithfully been listing weekly about 20-25 items with a success rate each week of about 85% of all items being sold. The mundaneness of it all prompted us to think about aborting weekly in lieu of monthly. Well, they ended last nite--100 items listed, 96--yes, 96% sold--that's the good news. Now the bad news-- we have gone postal! Of the 96, 2/3 were paid within the first 18hrs, so we have been having a postal party all day today. The first trip at 7:30 am delivered 20 to the USPS. There will be an evening trip of another 25 and then tomorrow at noon USPS comes to us here at the house to pick up another 20 or so! All points of the globe involved as we sold to Australia, Canada, Singapore and South Korea. I think we might like it better this way, but still not certain. Until next time....
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Monday, September 11, 2006
Interesting, If Nothing Else
9/11=911
9+1+1=11
September 11 is the 254 th day of the year. (2+5+4=11)
After September 11 there are 111 days left in the year.
119 is the area code both for Iraq and Iran. (1+1+9=11)
The twin towers looked like the number 11.
Flight 11 was the first plane to hit the towers.
State of New york is the 11th state in the US.
New York City(11 letters)
The Pentagon (11 letters)
Afghanistan (11 letters)
Flight 77 had 65 passengers. (5+ 6=11)
Flight 11 had 92 passengers. (9+ 2=11)
Sunday, September 10, 2006
THE LOVE OF MY LIFE...
has a birthday today! Happy ??th....
She has been blessed by youthfulness...where
the canine world ages 7 years for every 1 human year,
my child bride ages 6 months for every human year...
HAPPY 22.5th birthday honey!
WE LOVE YOU!
Thursday, September 07, 2006
He Has Risen!
DNR-Do Not Resuscitate-- a difficult decision many families have to make in behalf of a loved one. As parents of one who was in a vegitative state all of his teen years, we opted not to have signed one hoping Godly inspiration and intervention would appear. Our decision paid off--our youngest teen has been resurrected!
From his office cushion to cushioned soles, he has been pounding the pavement for several weeks now and joined the Ralston Valley High School Cross Country team on Tuesday. What be the motivation you ask? When we learn the answer, I will let you know because we are clueless. It made sense that perhaps it was a young sophomore cutie that was faster than he and could provide motivation, but that has been ruled out. Interesting enough, this white boy can run. In only his second 3 mile effort, he was running sub-8 minute miles while his dad still lumbers at sub-10 minutes downhill and with a tailwind. Although in one 1 mile run, I came in a close last place (there was only 2 of us),about 14 seconds behind. And yes, he was sneaking a peek back at me to make sure he could outlast me. He cant actually compete until he has met their practice criteria, but that will be soon.
Oh darn us, we almost made it through two high school experiences without attending a sporting event :).
Til next time...
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Monday, September 04, 2006
DON'T PUSH THAT BUTTON!
don't get me started...it's too late...
Perhaps you will see a common theme to my blog-- impatience. One of the wisest pieces of advice I got was from a fellow Bible study group member who blurted out "Don't ever ask God to teach you patience because He will turn every traffic signal red in your direction". But, so often impatience is a reaction to someone else's inconsideration or general lack of knowledge. Case in point, the dreaded pedestrian crosswalk button. Now, this is going to be little deeper than most would take this subject :) , so hold on.
To push or not to push--that is the question. Almost every cross walker will activate it without one minutia of thinking of their impact on the drivers convening at the intersection. Well, you say, it is about safety and you are absolutely correct. The frustration is the pedestrian 'dude' illuminates WITHOUT you pushing the button. It allows for the safe crossing of anyone who meets the following criteria "ages 10-60, 2 functional legs, 1 eyeball"-- that's it! If you fall within those parameters, you are set to traverse and will make it to the other side before the semi-truck mows you down, all without depressing the dreaded chrome knob!
Push the button and you reek havoc. You tell all of the drivers you need more time, like 15 seconds more, to get across. Take a look next time and you will discover that healthy mid-30s male carrying his grocery bag has not only cleared the intersection, he has turned onto the side street and is halfway home before you get your green light. Any signal light timing along the corridor is disrupted because Pedestrian Pete needs more time---need more time?? How big of a rush are you in, you are WALKING! You opted not to drive or perhaps, are unable to, and I have compassion for you. BUT, you failed to pursue a bus, taxi, bike or a horse---you can't possibly be in a rush.
Leave the button alone... til next time...