Many will recall that on July 8, 1947, witnesses claimed that an unidentified object with five aliens aboard crashed onto a sheep and
cattle ranch just outside Roswell, New Mexico. This is a well-known incident that many say has long been covered up by the U.S. Air Force and the rest of the U.S. government.
However, what you may NOT have realized is that in the month of March 1948, exactly nine months after that historic day, George W. Bush, Dick Cheney Donald Rumsfield, Bill O’Reilly, Rush Limbaugh, Condolezza Rice, and Dan Quayle were all born.
Eastern Bluebirds and Northern Cardinals are favorite birds of mine because they remind me of two very special people, my paternal grandmother and maternal grandfather.
Grandmother loved bluebirds. I remember someone making her a birdhouse (I may have even helped) and her ensuring the hole was cut to the correct size for bluebirds. To assure bluebirds nested in it, she wrote over the hole, “Bluebirds Only” - I wonder if it worked! This afternoon I took a long walk through our neighborhood and I saw so many pairs of bluebirds. The males’ colors were so intense; they were absolutely beautiful! Every time I see a bluebird, I think of Grandmother and smile a bit.
Granddaddy loved the birds that came to the many feeders in his and Granny’s back yard. There’s a big picture window on the back of their house and a male Cardinal flew into it one day. It was quite stunned from the impact and Granddaddy went and gathered it into his hand and gently stroked it for awhile - long enough for Granny to take a picture of him with the bird in his hand. After some time, the Cardinal regained its senses and flew away. Earlier today I was at a colleague’s home, sitting on his back porch with a fine view of the many trees in his back yard. Flitting and fumbling through some evergreens were two male Cardinals, likely jousting for mating rights. Seeing Cardinals reminds me of Granddaddy and also makes me smile a bit.
I think I scanned that picture a few months ago when Granny and I spent a day scanning many of the old photos she has and writing a bit of the stories that go with them. I’ll post it here when I jump into organizing all of those for distributing to the family.
I just watched Blood Diamond. Much of it was very difficult to watch. I have purchased one diamond and six diamond “chips” - the one when I was about 20 (I sold it a few years later) and the chips with Greg about five years ago in two rings.
The conundrum here is that Descartes successfully argued that when faced with a choice of believing in God vs not believing in God, the safe bet was to believe in God. Am I saying that Al Gore is God; certainly NOT.
What I am saying is, there is far more concrete evidence to suggest that global warming exists than does God, and more politicians believe in God than global warming in this country. I don’t know about you, but it sounds like these folks need a philosophy class so they can see that the safe bet is on global warming.
God bless this man! I have hit that damn button on my remote so many times that I’ve wanted to just rip it out of the remote! Who woulda thunk it’d be so easy to circumvent?!!! Why do manufacturers still put these damn things in cars? I mean, who even pays attention to a car alarm anymore? They could at least put a flip-cover over the button!
If you’re like me you have a janitor’s key chain with twenty things on it. At least once a week I set off the panic alarm on my truck by accident because one of the gadgets on my key chain presses the button. In fact the only time I ever intentionally use the panic button is when I’m trying to locate my truck in a parking garage. But I’ve realized I can get the same honk and light flash by clicking the arm button twice and since I rarely panic anymore I now have zero use for this button. Here is the trick I came up with this evening to eliminate the annoyance of accidentally triggering the alarm:
