Happy 2008!
New resident
The DH finally burned enough petrol on the altars of the falconry spirits, and we have a new addition:
He's very pale for a redtail, so he's been christened Snowflake (or Flakey, depending on how he acts). He ought to be a good hunter - he's got so much chest muscle you can barely find his keel.
Where has the year gone?
Ok, I confess to being swamped, swamped, SWAMPED the last couple of months. Anyhow, the house is decorated for Christmas and now so is the blog, and I will get some content going here during the coming week. Later, gators.
Word Puzzle
While we were in Canada, we were listening to Click and Clack, the car guys, on CBC radio (July 6th, to be exact). They put out the following puzzle:
Most English words form their plural by adding "s" to the singular, so, most or all of the letters of the singular form of the word are in the plural form. In The Lord of the Rings, there's a plural word used which is the plural of a VERY common English word, yet has not one letter in common with the singular form. Can you guess (or do you know) what it is?
Answer is here in the magic of "inviso text" (aka, white on white* - highlight with your mouse to view it: singular = cow; plural = kine. Hey, don't gripe - nobody said it was a plural form that got a lot of use these days!
*or actually, green on green - d'oh. Sorry.
Annual Trip to the Vet, 2007
Not everyone is as fond of this trip as they could be (Gabriel especiall hates it). The pix aren't bad since we didn't put in the grille to keep the boys in the back, but my arm was killing me by the time we were done due to Mike leaning in and trying to get into the front seat.
Ramping up for School
Been a while; I was slammed before going on vacation and then again when I got back. Hope to post some vacation pix this week. Meanwhile, it's just work-work-work, with band camp starting today. Oh, and Le Tour, lots of fun this year. Oh, and yeah, we spent the weekend reading Harry Potter #7 (I finished in 6 hours; Precious took about 9-10). I thought it ended perfectly. Cheers till later.
The John Doe Meme
From Ethne, who in turn saw it on Michelle Malkin's site (yay, Michelle):
Dear Muslim Terrorist Plotter/Planner/Funder/Enabler/Apologist,
You do not know me. But I am on the lookout for you. You are my enemy. And I am yours.
I am John Doe.
I am traveling on your plane. I am riding on your train. I am at your bus stop. I am on your street. I am in your subway car. I am on your lift.
I am your neighbor. I am your customer. I am your classmate. I am your boss.
I am John Doe.
I will never forget the example of the passengers of United Airlines Flight 93 who refused to sit back on 9/11 and let themselves be murdered in the name of Islam without a fight.
I will never forget the passengers and crew members who tackled al Qaeda shoe-bomber Richard Reid on American Airlines Flight 63 before he had a chance to blow up the plane over the Atlantic Ocean.
I will never forget the alertness of actor James Woods, who notified a stewardess that several Arab men sitting in his first-class cabin on an August 2001 flight were behaving strangely. The men turned out to be 9/11 hijackers on a test run.
I will act when homeland security officials ask me to “report suspicious activity.”
I will embrace my local police department’s admonition: “If you see something, say something.”
I am John Doe.
I will protest your Jew-hating, America-bashing “scholars.”
I will petition against your hate-mongering mosque leaders.
I will raise my voice against your subjugation of women and religious minorities.
I will challenge your attempts to indoctrinate my children in our schools.
I will combat your violent propaganda on the Internet.
I am John Doe.
I will support law enforcement initiatives to spy on your operatives, cut off your funding, and disrupt your murderous conspiracies.
I will oppose all attempts to undermine our borders and immigration laws.
I will resist the imposition of sharia principles and sharia law in my taxi cab, my restaurant, my community pool, the halls of Congress, our national monuments, the radio and television airwaves, and all public spaces.
I will not be censored in the name of tolerance.
I will not be cowed by your Beltway lobbying groups in moderate clothing. I will not cringe when you shriek about “profiling” or “Islamophobia.”
I will put my family’s safety above sensitivity. I will put my country above multiculturalism.
I will not submit to your will. I will not be intimidated.
I am John Doe.
I WILL NOT SUBMIT!
April's Here
A little banner change, some color changes to herald spring.
We survived the weekend trip with the band to Myrtle Beach, S.C. Nice beach, IMHO. Seems to be a perfectly fine vacation town. I wasn't crazy about Broadway on the Beach, which is like the same seaside tee-shirt-fudge-shop-overpriced-restaurants village cloned five times and set around a lake, but mostly that was because the plans changed and we were there for 8 hours. At least there was a Starbucks. Medieval Times was as I remembered, but more filling (the chicken - to die for). Word to the wise: do not get a low table, say, within 2-3 rows of the arena. Horse snot is not a good condiment for chicken. Or anything else.
The killer of course was the drive back, 11 p.m. to 6 a.m. No, I did not get the times mixed up. DH took a nap in the afternoon in the truck so he could survive it. I just napped about 30 minutes in the car around 1:30 a.m. when he stopped for caffeine. By 3 a.m. my brain was screaming for sleep. But we made it back, and unloaded the marimbas and their brethren instruments, and then all collapsed in our beds until about 2 p.m. What fun! Can't wait till next year!!
Dwarf Time-Waster
For your mindless enjoyment:
Early March weekly update
Cheerio again from the still-chilly-but-it's-really-spring South. The forsythia is fully blooming and the henbit is 6" high and trying to take over. I have purchased some new Weed Stop gel and plan to take out the henbit come Wednesday or so. We had a slow weekend - lots of sleeping in, pedicures, and cleaning. DH went to teach his monthly class and then also had to work on Sunday, so mostly we enjoyed the small screen - we now get the Chiller channel, featuring American Gothic and Tales From The Crypt and other such fare. That's about it, campers. Later!
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