All this talk about the coronavirus but we are forgetting something…

All this talk about the coronavirus but we are forgetting something…

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General Bovine Excrement.

OK, Ratties, this is just a post about General Bovine Excrement.

How was your day, Mine was pretty much OK, just a little while ago I returned from a reunion of sorts with four more of my grammar school buddies that are living in the area. We originally had nine males to eighteen females in our grammar school class. As far as I know there are only six males remaining, five in this area, as to the females, well there are about fourteen remaining and how many in the area, I dunno. We get together about every six weeks for pizza, (2 trays), and beer, (3 pitchers). It’s pretty much a good thing and I like it.... [Read More]


The casino ruined my troubleshooting…

Long story somewhat shortened…

I “used to be” a darn good “investigative trouble shooter”, I looked at things from nearly every angle. Then I had to take a job at the casino. I had to fix things fast because a guest was waiting. Well It made me jump to conclusions rather than looking at things from every angle.... [Read More]


Just like California’s rolling blackouts, except…

Just like California’s rolling blackouts, except mine are barely a second long.

Well here’s the long story shortened. I have an UPS, an uninterrupted power supply, It WAS connected to two outlets upstairs, (my computer and the UPS is in the basement), it had a massive battery failure a few years ago. The two matched car batteries it ran off sort of decided that they will out-gas hydrogen sulfide and just die. I disconnected it and hoped for the best. We had another failure for a few hours just recently and that prompted me to buy a generator. But a generator will not help with a drop out of only a second. The second drop outs are because of the high winds we are experiencing in NE PA.

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Time for some levity…

I was going to wait until after Thanksgiving, but it seems there are too many downers in the recent postings…

You may be in need of a chuckle…

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For Hypatia

Something I stumbled upon.  I think you like this sort of thing so I am passing it on… (Hopefully all my “text” editing will carry through the posting.)(nope, it just bumbled it all together…)

The Train of Life
At birth we boarded the train and met our parents,
and we believe they will always travel on our side.

However, at some station
our parents will step down from the train,
leaving us on this journey alone.

As time goes by,
other people will board the train;
and they will be significant
i.e. our siblings, friends, children,
and even the love of your life.

Many will step down
and leave a permanent vacuum.
Others will go so unnoticed
that we don’t realize
they vacated their seats.

This train ride will be full of joy,
sorrow, fantasy, expectations,
hellos, goodbyes, and farewells.

Success consists of having a good relationship
with all passengers
requiring that we give the best of ourselves.

The mystery to everyone is:
We do not know at which station
we ourselves will step down.

So, we must live in the best way,
love, forgive, and offer the best of who we are.
It is important to do this
because when the time comes for us to step down
and leave our seats empty
we should leave behind beautiful memories
for those who will continue to travel on the train of life.

I wish you a joyful journey on the train of life.
Reap success and give lots of love.
Lastly, I thank you
for being one of the passengers on my train.

(By the way, I am not planning to get off the train anytime soon
but if I do, just remember I am glad you were part of my journey.)


Putting Your Phone to Work For You

I listen to a lot of bemoaning of technology today, most focusing on phones. Yes, they can entice bad habit behavior, like cigarettes used to , along with television and government subsidies. This is a bit of thought on the positive aspects of this technology. It all started with a Ratburger comment….

(Hypatia made a comment on the “Things that used to be true” post that got me thinking. I started a reply, but it got way too verbose and was distinctly off thread of conversation, so here it is:)... [Read More]


The Super Secret Hideout Fort

If you were anything like me growing up, one of your main modes of play with friends was identifying your super secret hideout, or at least get busy building one. Some of these were out in plain sight—no one was duped as to where you were playing. But other times, you might have managed to find a nifty clearing under low-hanging branches of a tree, or a little wooded area, or an old structure. These hideouts were often unsafe, of course. And although you talked it up often with friends who weren’t in on the secret location, most people over the age of twelve didn’t care a fig where you were playing, as long as you were quiet and stayed out of their way. Hideouts were good for that.

When I was seven, we commonly referred to a special location, which we believed was known to only an initiated few, as a “secret hiding place.” We built ours along one side of our house, next to the swing set on top of a large cement platform that covered the septic tank. I know what you’re asking: where was the supervision? They were glad to stay cool indoors, absorbed in their own tasks. The children could climb trees, launch off swings, and build secret hiding places on the septic tank with panels of sharp tin roofing as long as they played outdoors. There might be a ruptured kidney here and there, but that came with the territory.... [Read More]