see what they did?

Good Morning & Happy Friday,

see what you did, well did you cause I didn’t.

Today is Friday 11/23/V3.3 & its an 11 hour workday.

I have a 3-hour shift, a 4-hour break, and then my 8-hour shift. So XI hours of work, a 16 hr 32 mins day.

What do you got going on?

I’m proud to root for the University of Iowa Hawkeyes in football today. Go Hawkeyes!!!

I’m proud to root for the University of Nebraska Omaha Mavericks in Hockey EVERYDAY! Go Mavs!!!

GO MAVS!!!

Let’s get em boys. Game times are in the picture.

The word of the day is balsamaceous which is possessing healing or restorative qualities.

So I will see you after my 10.00 & before my 14.40 shift.

Happy Thanksgiving

Good Evening & Happy Thursday,

Happy Thanksgiving to YOU, YOUR friends, & YOUR family.

Today is Thursday 11/22/V3.3.

So we got the cake made today. I met Peggy & Roger today. They are Mindi’s parents, I hope it went well. That’s an approval that I’d approve of. They were really cool & enjoyed the cake. I’ll find out soon enough.

The word of the day is agape which is unselfish love of one person for another without sexual implications.

That’s all for now, we are watching a movie.

Just Admit It

Good Morning (still VII mins) & Happy Wednesday!

Just Admit It, yesterday was a GREAT day, today is going to be a GREAT day.

Today is Wednesday 11/21/V3.3 & NO!

So we start the day, relaxing and wonderful. We are just 1 hr & 56 mins in.

Here’s to hoping that the time from 14.30 to 23.00 is simple, relaxed. No one needs to yell and scream at me. It is just a credit card or debit card. There are WORSE things in the world then not using it. Grab an Granny Smith Apple and enjoy.

The word of the day is giblets which is the heart, liver, gizzard, and the like of a fowl, often cooked separately. You should’ve know that.

I’ve got nothing else to report at the present time.

Enjoy your Thanksgiving with friends & family.

Quotes from the World for Wednesday 11/21/MMXII

Making peace, I have found, is much harder than making war.

Gerry Adams
Gerry Adams (b. 1948), Irish president, Sinn Fein (Irish political party). “Gerry Adams Talks About His Efforts for Peace,” on Charlie Rose WNET television show (February 2, 1994)

Lost Boy by Greg Holden

If you know 25% or more of my story.

You know that I was a lost boy, my co-worker sent this to me.

Lost boy lyrics by greg holden
I left my home still as a child, I walked a thousand soary miles
To wait for my father, to gather up his tools
He said my boy you’ve got to run, don’t wait for me, don’t wait for mum
We’ll come get you, when it’s safe for us to move

So I waited many years, held back the pain behind my tears
For my father, to come find me like he said
And in that time I was alone, so many years without my home
I made brothers of a different kind instead

And at the time I didn’t know, just how hard the wind could blow
Towards disaster, and the things that I would see
I never found my father, I never found my mother
Even would I know in my lifetime I will be

A hero into the masses, to those born without chances
There’s a freedom that everyone deserves
I know there’s greed and there’s corruption
I’ve seen death and mass destruction
But I’m telling you, and I hope that I’m heard

I will not be commanded
I will not be controlled
And I will not let my future go on
Without the help of my soul

And I will not be commanded
And I will not be controlled
And I will not let my future go on
Without the help of my soul

And I will not be commanded
And I will not be controlled
And I will not let my future go on
Without the help of my soul

I will not be commanded
I will not be controlled
And I will not let my future go on
Without the help of my soul

Quotes from the World for Monday 11/19/MMXII

What is meant by “reality”? It would seem to be something very erratic, very undependable—now to be found in a dusty road, now in a scrap of newspaper in the street, now a daffodil in the sun. It lights up a group in a room and stamps some casual saying. It overwhelms one walking home beneath the stars and makes the silent world more real than the world of speech—and then there it is again in an omnibus in the uproar of Piccadilly. Sometimes, too, it seems to dwell in shapes too far away for us to discern what their nature is. But whatever it touches, it fixes and makes permanent. That is what remains over when the skin of the day has been cast into the hedge; that is what is left of past time and of our loves and hates.

Virginia Woolf
Virginia Woolf (1882–1941), British novelist. A Room of One’s Own, ch. 6 (1929).

Payphone

Good Morning & Happy Monday,

When was the last time you used a payphone?

Today is Monday 11/19/V3.3. It is Lynette (XXX), Spencer’s (XXXI), & Ryan’s Birthday. Wish them Happy Birthday, they might see it in the comment section.

The last time I used a pay phone was today, I pay for my friggen cell phone.

The word of the day is ogle which is to look at amorously, fliratiously, or impertinently.

So what is everyone doing today?

Vernon J is here to listen, observe, discuss, & report.