Maybe it’s the flu or Mad Cow or the latest “the sky is falling” from the Bush administration or an economy that is still pretty lousy for most of us peasants, but Christmas seems to be hanging like a dark cloud over a lot of people this year.
Author: marcia
Speechless
A German incinerator plant has found a way to turn incontinence pads like Depends into energy.
Located in the industrial city of Bremen, the plant has contracted with a local retirement home to purchase 100 tons of the stuff each year.
And we all thought that “Senior Power” just referred to a voting bloc.
You can’t go home again (and why would you want to anyway)
For two years, I lived in the Brant Rock section of Marshfield, Massachusetts, in a cottage less than 1/10 of a mile from the beach. I could see the ocean from my front stairs.
Continue reading You can’t go home again (and why would you want to anyway)
Stifle
Am I alone in wishing that defense attorneys would either have the integrity to tell the truth about their clients or just shut up?
Alex
If you’ve been patient enough to be a regular reader of this blog, you know my opinion on the adoption of children.
Unfortunately, you don’t have to look very hard, or even make a conscious effort, to find cases where adoptees have been mistreated, abused or murdered by those responsible for their care.
Friday Five
Okay, the Monday Three.
Winter Solstice
The holly and the ivy
When they are both full grown
Of all the trees that are in the wood
The holly bears the crown
The rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The days are short, the night is long–the Wheel of the Year.
The holly bears a blossom
White as the lily flower
The Goddess shares the Solstice Sun
Days grow longer with its power
The rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
We celebrate with joyous hearts
The Wheel of the Year
The holly bears a berry
As red as any blood
The Goddess brings the Solstice Sun
To allow our hopes to bud
The rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The days are short, the night is long–the Wheel of the Year.
The holly bears a bark
As bitter as any gall
The Goddess gives the Solstice Sun
For the wonder of us all
The rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
In perfect love and perfect trust
May our hearts be ever clear
The holly and the ivy
When they are both full grown
Of all the trees that are in the wood
The holly bears the crown
The rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The days are short, the night is long–the Wheel of the Year.
From THE HOLLY AND THE IVY III
(adapted by Susan M. Shaw)
http://www.joellessacredgrove.com/Carols/hollyivy3.html
Unseemly Discourse
Columnists are complaining more and more – and they’re right – about the ever more putrid level of political attack ads this Presidential election season.
Rules of Etiquette
To all you married and otherwise coupled people out there with single friends and relatives:
Dearhearts: it’s not that we don’t love and cherish you, but with less than a week to Christmas, it’s time for you to please sit down and LISTEN UP!
Holiday Scorecard
This week was good.
I am in my customers’ good graces, even though the holiday gifts haven’t arrived as yet, the promise of delivery in 5 business days being unfulfilled.
Blessed with sudden entrepreneurial wisdom, I am not overly pissed about the bad behavior of a couple of prospects. Technology sales is a tough gig, especially when it requires the approval of committees. Two people who are real experts counselled: nothing personal, this is a tough scenario for them, too. It makes one appreciate sympathetic colleagues and fair-dealing customers even more.
Our monthly user group meeting was a success. Carl Franklin, the VB guru, travelled most of the day from New London to give us his presentation, and it was extremely well received by a respectably well-attended audience.