Potatoe vs Potahtoe

http://video.telegraph.co.uk/services/player/bcpid1137883380?bctid=4337401001

Short Term Memory Issues

I was thinking that I sometimes have a problem with my short term memory until I read this article on the internet. This fellow has lost so much at such a young age that it is a wonder he can function at all. Or, perhaps he never had a memory to begin with. So many angles to explore here, and the internet just abbreviated the entire episode.

Since these two met at a casino, it also proves my theory that gambling is dumb.
Read on................

Fri Aug 28, 7:52 pm ET, by Associated Press
FERNDALE, Mich. – Police in Michigan say a first date went from bad to worse when a Detroit man skipped out on the restaurant bill, then stole his date's car.
Police say 23-year-old Terrance Dejuan McCoy had dinner with a woman April 24 at Buffalo Wild Wings in the Detroit suburb of Ferndale. The woman says the two met a week earlier at a Detroit casino and she knew McCoy only as "Chris."
The woman told police that McCoy said he left his wallet in her car and asked for keys. He then sped away in the 2000 Chevrolet Impala.
The Daily Tribune of Royal Oak reports that police identified McCoy by a photo he'd sent to the woman's cell phone, and his phone number.
McCoy is charged with unlawfully taking the car, a five-year felony. He waived a preliminary exam and was bound over for trial Thursday.

What happens with free National Health Care

This video would not download, but it is worth a watch. It makes the case against free National Health Care for the insane..................

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ILD97YEAn6E

Another Life - And paving the way to the Highway

In my former life I made it possible to mine tens of millions of tons of rock that went into, among other things, asphalt paving, but until now I had never purchased any directly for my own account. Indirectly we all have paid for and directly used a lot of rock in our lifetimes. It is just an inescapable part of our world. I used to "harrumph" at people that hated mining and vowed to never allow themselves any participation in this sort of extractive endeavour, at least until they realized that they could not go anywhere without the stuff and that just about everything we use is mined if it is not grown. An environmentalists dilemma.

Anyway, we just paved our driveway in a nod to the relative futility of trying to sell our home in this housing depression. We want to enjoy a little time not having so much dirt and mud tracked around so we are continuing our work sprucing up the place.

In the photo above you will notice that there is a "steam roller" compacting the asphalt and that is what a lot of people still call them even though they have not been powered by steam for a hundred years. It just sounds cool, I guess. Steam had a fairly short life as a significant mode of power.

Magooing on Highway 101

This was a tad too long for the comment section of Mr. Biesbolfan’s blog, so with that limiting technology I just had to respond to his post about texting while driving in this format. Sorry.

First, let me make it clear that I disagree with the premise that texting while driving is an unsafe practice in general, but admit that if ones brain is not fully functioning it can become somewhat hazardous. This only makes it dangerous if the person driving and texting is stupid. Here is a perfect retort to that asinine premise;

I was driving along on Highway 101 near my home when Mr. Biesbolfan’s blog post popped up on my vehicles HUD, a wonderful device that allows me to see the road and internet at the same time, and I began laughing so hard that I had to pull over to the side of the road. By the time I was able to reenter the roadway it was packed with RV’s towing stuff, bicycles, hitchhikers, little teeny sport cars, big trucks and all manner of other vehicles. It was busy, so traffic was just creeping along at low speed, which gave me a perfect opportunity to respond to Mr. Biesbolfan.

I kept getting distracted from my task by people honking and waving at me, but despite their shenanigans I was finally able to complete an email or two, read some news, play Mafia Wars enough to bank some imaginary dough, and all of this while still creeping along toward my destination. I thought, “This will free up a lot of time later when I am not driving and will be able to work on other things.” When I felt the right front tire thumping and shaking I knew that some contractor ahead of me must have lost the box of roofing nails from his truck and some of them must have found my tire. Imagine my surprise when I pulled over, again, and found part of a bicycle helmet embedded in my tire. This made it not round. After removing the offending plastic I pulled back onto the highway only to have to pull off once again for emergency vehicles speeding along in the opposite direction. This really slowed things down for me! But not wanting to waste time I reverted to the HUD and got a lot more stuff done, enough work that I knew I would be able to just play the rest of the day when I finally reached my destination. Still more emergency vehicles and a tow truck or two later, I was finally able to get off the highway and arrived home refreshed in the knowledge that the rest of the day could be devoted to more important things than just driving.

So you see Mr. Smarty-pants, it is possible to text while driving, and one can even deal with emergency vehicles cluttering up the roadway, if one stays focused and concentrates on BOTH tasks.

Badgers need love too

This might be called Mr. Badger's bad day. According to the information with the photo, the badger is still alive and was later freed. I thought badgers were actually pretty fast and smart. The smart part was on vacation this day.

Sucked In

OK, I am not usually a big fan of on-line games, but the facebook game of Mafia Wars sucked me in and maybe it is the same sort of thinking that initially gets people headed down the real slippery slope - it doesn't take a whole lot of time and it is sort of fun.

Anyway, I find myself now recruiting facebook friends so that I can get my crew to five members in order to accumulate enough money to buy more weapons so that other crews can't beat me up easily and steal my fake money. It is a slippery slope and now I am spending time blogging about it. But if you are inclined to join I could really use the help and I will try not to bury you with useless email or facebook post...............................I just need protection from all of the other bad guys.

It is a nasty, tough world out there in cyberland. There are people that must spend all of their time at this stuff. If I get to that point just join the fray and hire a hit on me to take me out of my misery!

It is not a REAL addiction. It's not, really!