Checotah, Oklahoma it is the birthplace of yours truly. Way back in 1952 there was actually a three bed hospital in Checotah on 3rd street where I was born, delivered by Dr. N. E. Cornstubble. It is also the home of Carrie Underwood.
Bloomsday – 16th of June
“Commemorating the life and legend of Irish writer James Joyce on Bloomsday, every June 16, we take a moment to honor and celebrate all we’ve gained from his works. The significance of June 16 is taken from his 1922 novel, Ulysses, which takes place on June 16, 1904, and follows a day in the life of the story’s protagonist (Leopold Bloom). It is also the day Joyce went on his first date with his then wife-to-be, Nora Barnacle. Either way, National Bloomsday commemorates these two occasions every year on June 16. The story of Leopold Bloom is recognized as one of Continue reading “Bloomsday – 16th of June”
A Couple Thought Experiments
I have read a few books and watched several Wondrium courses on Mesoamerica cultures, the Mayans and the Aztecs, among others. Add works on the Incas, other cultures of South America, and the tribes of North America to this mix of education as entertainment. On the North American tribes, I have watched a couple of courses on their early period and another one on 18th, 19th and 20th century treatment and fate of the Native Americans. None of the sources paints Continue reading “A Couple Thought Experiments”
June 9th: A National Day I Can Finally Get Into!
Grab your favorite love interest(s) this June 9th – or any other day – and celebrate the most wonderful of human pass times. Remember that there are many health benefits of sex, including lower blood pressure levels and a form of stress release. So, just in case you need an excuse…. doctor’s orders.
There truly is a day for everything and anything, everybody and anyone.
Laissez les bon temps roule.
Rev. Joe’s Random Thought #330
yeah I know you did not ask!
As the 3.141592 regular readers of my silliness might remember, I have written about the blue birds in our yard in the past. One such story was Señora’s Bluebird House.
I was mowing the yard today, and the last thing on my mind were birds, blue or otherwise. As I went along the eastern fence in the back yard I suddenly felt a slight breeze, heard a fluttering sound, experienced light touches on my hair. I had forgotten about the blue bird house there and as I went by it the occupants were attempting to protect their property. The blue bird of happiness was driving me away.
Gloom, despair, and agony on me
Deep, dark depression, excessive misery
If it weren’t for bad luck, I’d have no luck at all
Gloom, despair, and agony on me
Es una aventura
What prompted the sharing of this anecdote was an exercise I did with one of my Spanish tutors. He was using a book of exercises that included an anecdote that about a person going to Paris on vacation, arriving at the airport only to realize they had forgotten their passport, causing them to miss their flight. Due to the delay the rest of their trip plans fell through too.
The idea being to relate a similar anecdote so I orally told him one about the time we arrived for a domestic flight at STL airport, and Señora had misplaced her driver’s license. Fortunately, after much ado, they let us on the flight. We had a friend get Robin’s passport from the house and overnight it to us in New Orleans for the return flight. C’est la vie..laissez les bon temps roule.
Since he also wanted me to practice my writing he assigned me to write another anecdote for my “homework”. The Spanish version is at the bottom for a couple of you nerds. Here is the same story in English, but it is not a translation.
Trip of Adventure
For various reasons that are not important to the arc of this story, my ex’s mother gifted her Continue reading “Es una aventura”
Maximize Utility…Baby!
I dug this picture out of an old photo album. Why will be clear in a moment. This particular photograph was taken mid to late 80s. I don’t really remember when, but I look exceedingly young in the picture. The occasion was my finally surrendering a jogging t-shirt to the trash can goddess. I only wore this particular garment while jogging, in Arkansas, on country roads. Admittedly, all the cotton had fled from this polyester-cotton blend, rendering the t-shirt see through, but how good a t-shirt do you need to sweat in?
My ex (and probably the kidrens) “convinced” me that Continue reading “Maximize Utility…Baby!”
Rev. Joe’s Random Thought #1,193
yeah I know you did not ask!
Definition: Suburbanite – a person who spends half their time trying to get grass to grow and the other half of their time trying to keep the grass in check!
And so it goes.
Towel Day – Thursday, May 25th
Okay, okay, okay… I am recycling this article as I am still waiting with my towel for that spaceship to pick me up – otherwise beam me up Scotty, it is too, too weird down here for me as of late.
Even a casual fan of science fiction is well aware of The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy and its sequels by Douglas Adams. As literature they are no great shake, but as entertainment they work very well. They have made a movie and tried a TV series. I generally like the books better than the movie and it holds in this case.
The basic premise is that just before earth is destroyed Continue reading “Towel Day – Thursday, May 25th”
Señora Robinella
A friend and fellow teacher wrote this about Señora years ago. When she rediscovered the document Señora talked about what a good friend she had been. However, due to her marriage and then her moving away Señora lost touch with her… something very rare indeed for Señora.
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And so it was…