You can’t recycle away stupid. And today I’m gonna share a story you might’ve seen elsewhere. But it bears repeating. Because it shows the increased ignorance in younger people today. And it shows how, typically, the people who shout “don’t judge” the loudest are the most judgmental. Anyway. Here’s the story I saw. Feel free to recycle away. A young cashier told an older … Read the rest…
There’s just something about starlit lakes. Have you ever been on a clean, placid lake surrounded by the sky? I have. And I can tell you it’s heavenly. In fact, it can almost feel like Heaven dips down and wraps its arms around you. And memories of starlit lakes inspired me to write about Sombo. A couple of special starlit lakes are embedded in … Read the rest…
I watched Brian Regan, one of the truly best comedians ever, do a bit about comparing anything you do to one of the astronauts who walked on the moon. It’s hilarious. When you get a chance, just do a search for Brian Regan man on the moon on YouTube. Yeah. How does your best accomplishment compare to being a man on the moon? Funny … Read the rest…
I can predict people will still be living on Earth a thousand years from now. And that prediction includes their ability to drink water, eat real food, and breathe fresh air. Yep, that’s right. I can predict the future. But, just because I can predict the future like that doesn’t mean much. No, I’m not a prediction savant. And I don’t play one on … Read the rest…
The idea of this post popped into my head during and after a three-mile walk through our neighborhood this morning. Because the many shades of green, the multitude of flowers, and all the birds, bunnies, and squirrels flitting and scattering around under a bright, blue sky stirred up the word, splendor, in my brain. It’s a word that means “magnificent and splendid appearance; grandeur.” … Read the rest…
He’s talked with dead people, personally. He’s talked about dead people as though they were still alive. And he consistently serves up word hash like it’s going out of style or something. You know him. You loathe him. Of course I’m talking about little Joey Biden. Mrs. Biden’s pride and joy. Mm, mm. Nothin’ like a bowl of homemade word hash. You no doubt … Read the rest…
I shared a picture, on social media, early this morning. It’s a picture I took of a small, yellow flower among weeds, as Elgielene and I passed by it on our three mile walk yesterday. And I added this comment: “Consider all the information contained in the seed that produced in one tiny flower. And the Designer made YOU in His image and likeness. … Read the rest…