This picture is of all the smoke in the sky because of the recent fires.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
That's the Truth
Ain't a soul on this entire earth ain't got a burden to carry he don't understand. You ain't alone in that. But you been carryin' this one long enough. Time to go on. Lay it down.~Legend of Bagger Vance
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Days Gone By
As I ventured into the living room this morning to watch a few minutes of the morning news while getting ready for work, I noticed a small pile of stuffed animal dogs on the floor.
For a minute, I was transported back a few years to when my kids where younger. They would get together with friends and sit around in a group and play 'Dogs'. That was the name of the game. It was a role playing game where the dogs had names, personalities and roles. They had dogs of all shapes, sizes, colors and breeds. The kids were very particular about which dogs they wanted to purchase. Not just any dog would do. There was lots of inspection and critiquing of the facial features and expressions. Placement of the eyes, the ways the ears laid back, etc. The kids had no need for anything other than the dogs to make the game complete. No props were necessary to play this game. Hours would pass as they sat together in their circle evoking their imagination to transport them into their canine fantasy world. I get a little meloncholy when I think of those days and how they are now just a chapter in my memory book.
For a minute, I was transported back a few years to when my kids where younger. They would get together with friends and sit around in a group and play 'Dogs'. That was the name of the game. It was a role playing game where the dogs had names, personalities and roles. They had dogs of all shapes, sizes, colors and breeds. The kids were very particular about which dogs they wanted to purchase. Not just any dog would do. There was lots of inspection and critiquing of the facial features and expressions. Placement of the eyes, the ways the ears laid back, etc. The kids had no need for anything other than the dogs to make the game complete. No props were necessary to play this game. Hours would pass as they sat together in their circle evoking their imagination to transport them into their canine fantasy world. I get a little meloncholy when I think of those days and how they are now just a chapter in my memory book.
Friday, June 13, 2008
Couple of Reasons
Last night I was vegetating relaxing in the living room while my youngest was tuned into Deal or No Deal. In my opinion, the show is moronic, but it was on so I was passively watching (as if there is any other way to watch the boob tube really…I digress). There was a perky 19 year old girl ‘playing’ while wearing what I believe was a pink tennis outfit as she referred to tennis a couple of times, but to me it looked like a cheerleading outfit (reason # 1 to find her annoying). At one point in the show she was offered $239,000.00 dollars to walk away from the impossible possible payout of $1,000,000.00. Much to my horror she turned it down (reason #2). Although, I have to say it was enjoyable watching the amount of money she was offered continue to go down as the show progressed all the while calling her a stupid ass in my head. In the end she walked away with $83,000.00. That is still quite a tidy chunk of change. But I can’t help but wonder what goes through a persons head when they say “No, thank you, but a quarter of a million dollars is not enough for me….I came here to this show with jack shit, but I will pass on the ¼ mill”. Greed is not attractive.
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