I try, I really do...
Every year I try to spend some time around Thanksgiving thinking about what I might be thankful for if asked. I've gotten better and worse at the thought process as I've gotten older. Better because I think I take it more seriously, don't settle for the tried and true answers like health, family, job, etc..... Those are all good things to be thankful for but like all of us, I think anyway, we accept that they are part of our lives until something happens. Worse because as I get older I seem to be becoming more jaded, more indifferent, less emotionally aroused by life and the things around me. So I poke around my brain as I look for thankful significance in something less common, some thing different. This morning I happened upon a picture that I had seen before but didn't know the story behind.
This blogpost
tells the story from the photographers first hand knowledge. It is the story that awoke a thankfulness inside me.
ba
What were they thinking ?
I frequent a restaurant in the Fremont section of East Syracuse. Okay I'll tell you the name. Doug's Fish Fry. They make a good fish lunch plate with fries and a cup of chowdah and a Coors Light is available to wash it all down. Here's a
link to a sister franchise in Cortland, NY since the one in East Syracuse is too lame to have it's own web page. While in Doug's nature called and I was predisposed to wander into the dual purpose handicap bathroom. Now I've been in Doug's many times and undoubtedly used the rest room but this time as I stood I was confronted with what might be considered an unusual advertisement. I dunno maybe there is an association I'm missing.
Drain<>Refill ?
In keeping with a food theme I give you a picture of the most practical wedding cake I have ever seen.
Seriously who remembers the wedding cake except what it looked like ? This cake I'd remember. Personally I'm a
twinkies n coffee or cupcake n milk fan. I never liked the chocolate and peanut butter things. Seriously folks save the money and give it to your son or daughter. As
Mary Queen of Scots or
Catherine the Great or
Marie Antoinette said, "Let them eat
Drakes" (or
Hostess).
Have a good Thanksgiving Day if you celebrate such things and if you don't, pffffftttt I don't care if I offended you.
ba
Culture Gap ?
Sometime I forget that foreign student employees don't have a clue about some of our American icons........ Here's a chat exchange I had recently.
Session Start (balaams_ass:student employee): Mon Nov 14 13:29:37 2005
[13:29] student employee: hi john
[13:29] balaams_ass: hi student employee
[13:30] student employee: i accidentally pressed the emergency button in on the t-metrics agent twice
[13:30] balaams_ass: and ?
[13:30] student employee: i do not know what this results to...
[13:30] student employee: coz there is no emergency
[13:30] balaams_ass: neither do I
[13:31] student employee: i pressed it by accident
[13:31] student employee: o ok
[13:31] balaams_ass: twice by accident ?
[13:31] student employee: after pressing once it was highlighted...so i pressed it again (thought maybe it would get normal by that)
[13:31] student employee: so twice
[13:33] balaams_ass: i was just kidding
[13:33] student employee: ok :)
[13:33] balaams_ass: However if Batman shows up I'd like his autograph
[13:33] student employee: ok ..sure..thanks
Session Close (student employee): Mon Nov 14 13:41:19 2005No smiling emoticon, no LOL, no nothin. I thought it was pretty funny.
The Andrews Sista's
I'll be with you in
Apple Picking time. Ok I know it was blossom time in the song but that doesn't work for me so I changed it. It's been apple picking time around beautiful CNY. Beak n Skiff is our favorite place to go but is a company so lame they don't even have a web presence I can link to. So here is an article about the
Lafayette NY Apple Festival which happens every October on whatever weekend is going to be the rainest. Apple picking is a good time every year. Riding on the muddy trailer getting pulled by a tractor with tires flinging
mud up in the air that little kids reach out an grab before Libby can stop me... I mean their Mom's can stop them. Or trying to snag an apple out of a tree as we motor a brisk 3 MPH to the rows of trees we get to pick from. In general I get to behave a little off the wall and have fun pushing people out of their comfort zone. Oh yeah, talk with a swedish accent (which apparently wouldn't be funny in the
norths of Minnesota), play drag a leg, order food by trailing off to a mumble before your done, glowering at kids when I need the ladder they're using. There's something about fresh air and crowds........
Anyway I guess we were foolish for driving all the way to Lafayette since on the corner of the block there is a "Right Lane Ends" signs that bears apples.
Go figure
ba
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