Reflection

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Pearl Harbor and September 11 — surprise attacks followed by war. It’s been a long, sad 70+ years in that respect. We need peace, and I pray it’s on the horizon somewhere.

Gearin’ up…

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…for another ka-razy week. But first — the Thing With No Face.

Do you just love that fall is coming? That’s one of the things I like about living in the Midwest. October doesn’t feel like July (even though this week in September will feel like June). So, what’s on the Big List this week?

  • More recording — yes, I got everything working relatively well on the new beast. I am learning as I go, so hopefully the tenth project won’t be as clumsy as the first.
  • The callouses from practicing violin and ukulele (for my step-daughter’s wedding and Dinner Theatre, respectively) are coming alone fine. I should be ready by October/November, if I keep practicing.
  • Getting four new tires mounted on the Finkmobile this Friday, just in time to take off for Chicago. Have I mentioned there are about seven other things I’d rather buy with that $300?
  • Hoping Brandon Weeden is over his rookie jitters by Sunday. But hey, at least we’re not alone in the loss column. Heh. A little schadenfreude to start off the week.
Have I also mentioned that election day cannot get here soon enough? I’m not one of those people who freaks out at all the political posts on Facebook. Facebook is a personal forum, and people’s political leanings — for good or ill — are often intensely personal. If you don’t like them, there’s always the option to hide someone’s posts until it’s safe to come out again. It’s all in the interest of freedom of expression, so I say gofrit and have your say. I am delighted that we have the freedom to do that. Still, I’ll be happy when things calm down. I’ve seen some major acrimony between friends along political party lines, as if either side would ever be swayed by hearing the other’s argument. More ka-razy. But march on, brother. It’s your right to be passionate about your beliefs — and a shame that more people aren’t.
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And now it is time to hit the road, Jack(son). The jury is still out with regard to how I feel about 85 seventh- and eighth-graders first thing in the morning, but I’m fortunate to have this great job and to work with awesome fiends. I’m still mad about the tires, though. :P

 

RNF LV

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Random Neuron Firings

  1. Do you keep your list in your head, or do you write down everything? Or a combination of the two, mayhap? I’m still learning about when to memorize and when to write. As many of you know, I struggle with organizing and prioritizing tasks. There have been several “list” discussions and posts here over the past year or so, and I have taken them all to heart…but it’s still a struggle, alas.
  2. I wonder this day: When will Stoney and I arrive at a decision on a musical for this year? Time’s running out…
  3. I’m looking forward to several things: a) getting some good DT work done today; b) hopefully getting to see my 3 grandsons this weekend at some point; c) this presidential election being overwith; d) seeing some Illinois family I haven’t seen for a long time next Saturday.
  4. I’m not looking forward to the drive to achieve “d,” however. Don’t get me wrong — I love generally like to drive, and the solitude will give me a lot of time to think great thoughts. It’s just the whole navigating-the-Dan-Ryan-at-rush-hour thing…it’s going to make me mad, I can feel it. People drive like fools; in downtown Chicago, they drive like maniacs. I might have to bring my marshmallow blaster.
  5. I’m actually looking forward to spending today at school. Please pray my new equipment is in a manic state and cooperates. (My toys have not wanted to play with me lately.)
So off I go, into the rain and wet and ick, but with a song in my heart (and several that I can’t get out of my head). Have a great Saturnday, fiends — relax some, wouldya?
:-)

 

 

Schmenglish XIII

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Actually, there are 23 Schmenglish posts at RtB; I’ve just called about half them by different titles. But only 23 in four and a half years? That seems strange, now doesn’t it? Well, time for the return of the Grammar Hammer®. Behold, some incredibly picky, pedantic observations:

  1. This morning, I read a comment that contained the saying, “It’s a doggy-dog world.” Actually, it’s a dog-eat-dog world, and that ain’t no lie. (Any Temps fans out there?)
  2. I also read, “Feel free to contact Mrs. Smith or myself if you are interested.” OK, remove “Mrs. Smith or” from the sentence. Myself thinks that’s a really awkward use of a reflexive pronoun. But that’s just myself.
  3. I plan to attempt to rain in reign in rein in my tendency to snark on about grammar.
  4. My older son is the spit and image of his mama. (I’ve committed this transgression too, many times.)
  5. We mustn’t “hone in on” a thing. If you want to narrow your focus, you “home in,” like a pigeon returning to its perch. Once you’re there, you can “hone” (or sharpen) it. I need to watch this one, too.
  6. “We’ll goat him into giving up the secret password.” Actually, you’d never get it out of me unless you goad me. However, goading me into divulging it would definitely get my goat. Clear?

So many more, so little time. And of course, don’t take me too seriously; the above simply represent my particularly petulant predilection for pedantry. Please porgive pyself.

Pink out. :P