The 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month
“It is well that war is so terrible; else we would grow too fond of it”
— Robert E. Lee
“A man’s country is not a certain area of land, of mountains, rivers, and woods, but it is a principle; and patriotism is loyalty to that principle.”
— George William Curtis
It is the common fate of the indolent to see their rights become a prey to the active. The condition upon which God hath given liberty to man is eternal vigilance; which condition if he break, servitude is at once the consequence of his crime and the punishment of his guilt.
— John Philpot Curran Speech upon the Right of Election (1790)
The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy.
— Martin Luther King, Jr.
The Department of Veterans Affairs Veterans Day Web Page
The Origins of Veterans Day from the VFW
The Great War
WWII Memorial
Korean War Memorial
Vietnam War Memorial
Digital Memorial for those killed in Afghanistan and Iraq
Data on Veterans from the US Census Bureau
Posting will be light to nonexistant this weekened. I’m traveling with my parents to Baltimore see my grandmother–she turns 88 on the 14th, then a quick trip with Michael to Charleston for his niece’s 1st birthday (and I do mean quick). Mind you, these destinations are in opposite directions, so I’m trying not to think too much about all the time I’ll be spending in the car.
My grandmother’s phone lines are so old that I can only get a 31k connect, so I won’t be wasting any time of my short visit on-line. (I am however taking a laptop. In theory some of this time in the car will be put to good use. In theory.)
1. Steganography
From the Greek, meaning hidden or covered writing
2. Those who keep Kosher and wish to eat at non-Kosher restaurants can resort to several options including vegetarian meals, and ordering their food on paper plates.
3. In Excel, you can merge two columns together using the “concatenation” formula. But I still think it’s easier to use Word as an intermediary.
4. As much worthless information as I already know, I keep discovering that there is plenty I don’t know, and have to find out. This is where having a diverse groups of acquaintances and co-workers comes in handy.
I am beginning to fear that my body is leading a secret double life, about which I know nothing.
Last month it was the AARP application–fifteen years early. This week I received in the mail a letter and survey from the Republican Senate Leadership Council.
After I finished boggling over the idea, I was torn as to what to do. Fill out the survey honestly and hope that it will be a voice urging the wing-nut radicals to find a modicum of moderation, or, tape the postage paid envelope to a brick and send it back.
You may be surprised to learn that I chose the first option. Solely to support the Republican moderates.
But I was really tempted to go look for a brick. Preferably a lead one.
Heck, sometimes, spam really amuses me.
This is definitely thinking outside the box.
It is really windy outside.
Michael and I were disturbed from our studying by the sound of the grill being blown across the deck.
According to the weather, winds are around 15 mph, but I’m pretty sure that we’re having gusts much stronger than that.
The good news is that most of the dead branches have now been blown from our trees.
We were raking leaves yesterday, primarily to get them out of the driveway so we can make it up the driveway when it rains.
Michael: I can’t believe how many whirlies [helicopters/maple seeds] there are!
Me: Stupid slutty tree.
Just got back from seeing Emmylou Harris at the CAC.
She really has a lovely voice.
It was a somewhat unusual show, as she has written, as she said, mostly sad songs, so it was much slower tempo than most live shows I’ve seen. Bad part of that is that I’ve been extra tired recently, so now I’m really ready to go to bed.
(YAWN)
Oh, the joys of getting old. 10:30 on a Saturday night and I’m ready to call it a day.
I’m pretty sure that I used to make fun of people like me when I was a teenager.
The new theater opened last night. They were doing some deal that you could see a movie for $1 to benefit the United Way. Plus $1 hotdogs and drinks and popcorn.
We saw “Fantastic Four” again. I’d forgotten how much I enjoyed it.
But what I liked best about the entire thing was the fact that there were only TWO previews, lasting less than TEN minutes! And NO commercials!
This is amazing!
Lemme tell you, if they keep it up, they’ll definitely get my business.
I had an eerie dream last night.
I dreamed I was pregnant.
And my thought was, “Great. NOW I have to start going to church again.”
One advantage of living close to the stadium.
I get to watch the fireworks. In my pajamas. (These were the two best pictures. I think my other camera did a better job with night pictures.)
I like fireworks.
Of course all the car alarms going off I could do without.
For a University that is supposed to be focusing on improving its academic credentials, I don’t get these weekday night games.
Any classes at Health Sciences pretty much have to be cancelled, because there is no parking anywhere near the place–parking permits were no good after 5. At 5:10 they were suppose to start ticketing/towing because those spots are also sold for the games. And the Evansdale campus is little better.
Never mind the fact that the PRT is mobbed, so you don’t even have an alternative to driving.
And of course any night classes, even downtown, are pretty much a wash. Whose going to actually come to class.
And the traffic? Nightmare.
Now don’t get me wrong, I’m sitting here with the radio on listening to the pre-game show, so I’m not opposed to football. (After all, WVU is self-supporting and actually brings money in.) I just can’t understand why we have these night games that interfere with classes and getting an education.
