Labor Day Holiday 9-3-12

Good morning. Today, as you’re already aware I’m sure, is Labor Day. If you have the day off, enjoy it. If you don’t have the day off, I wish you did. 🙂

You can use this as the Daily Thread, or continue the conversation on yesterdays thread. Have a great holiday!

Summer is coming to an end. Where has the time gone? The older I get, the faster the days seem to move. Am I the only one who’s noticed this?

67 thoughts on “Labor Day Holiday 9-3-12

  1. Good morning everyone. I’m thankful for the day off and for the struggles that the labor movement went through to gain us the benefits that so many enjoy and take for granted today. Happy Labor Day.

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  2. I’m not a big union person overall (preferring choice), but I’m also thankful that people did band together to unionize and do away with some of the most egregious labor practices. I don’t ‘have’ the day off—but being self-employed, I took it anyway. : -)

    Have a great day all.

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  3. I have to labor today. Even though I am retired from paying work, I have been married for 46 years. My wife has a long honey do list. As I know which side my bread is buttered on (it always lands on the floor), I always say, “Yes, dear.” As soon as I go outside, I will be henpecked by five hens. One of whom will proudly display the mouse she caught this morning.

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  4. Yesterday I noticed that the Kid had done an Internet search for “How to get an 11 year old girl to like you when you are 9”. This bothers me for two reason. 1). I’m not ready for this. I was suppose to have 4 more years before dealing with a teenager. 2.) The only 11 year old girls I know are two from the neighborhood. One is the girl who talked him into eating a poisoned leaf a few years back. When I asked him why he did it, he said because she told him to. (something along the lines of “This woman thou did send me to play with did give me and I did eat.”) I told him that really was the oldest excuse in the book. The second girl is the sister of the boy I call “Eddie Haskell kid”. He is the smartest, politest, most charming 12 year old I’ve ever met and do not believe a word he tells you. I haven’t spent enough time to know if the sister is the same way. Anyway, the only up side to this is, he spent more time bathing and brushing his teeth last night than he has the rest of the week put together.

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  5. kBells, any idea what “advice” he got?

    When I was in Chicagon, the girl who came to my house most often was nine. Her “boyfriend” lived across the street from us. He was four. While my roomie and I never caught them making out or anything, we would discover that they had both quiely left the room where we were with the other children, and we’d find them behind the door somewhere, looking for an opportunity to “be alone.” It was rather disconcerting to have to make an effort to keep a nine-year-old and four-year-old apart!

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  6. Andree has a nice post for today, and I made a comment there about something I prayed for in case anyone wants to check it out. I hope those who are able to make comments over there will continue to do so. The writers may not have had much sway on this decision that came from the top.

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  7. KBells, 🙂 (Although I understand your concern.)

    Isn’t it amazing how specific you can be on searches now — and actually get answers back to the question that had been asked before somehow?

    I didn’t know chickens caught mice. My cat is very good at catching most anything, but she’s not bringing her catches in the house as much as she used to.

    I am laboring today and now regret telling the editor, “sure, I can work on Monday.” Ugh. After spending two days in the kitchen (only a few things left to take care of now, mainly finding places for some random pots and pans I don’t use very often), I could have used a day off.

    I sure got a lot done, though, and am loving the gleaming newly-freed-up counter space. And I have quite an impressive bag of give-away items.

    So it’s on to laboring for money now — They’re closing off the bridge this morning for a 5-mile run-walk so my (loosely thought-out) plan is to head down there shortly to try to interview some of the participants for a short feature.

    Then on to the office to call all the cop stations and HOPE that nothing is going on that’ll keep me working for a long day. If I can scoot out of there by 2 I’ll be happy.

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  8. Considering web searches. My husband and I were in discussion of the “blue moon” last evening. Does anyone know the origin of that saying without doing a web search?

    AJ asked about time moving so quickly as one gets older. Does anyone know the origin of that without doing a web search? Maybe the less of it before you makes you realize its value as it is running out. Maybe there is more oil in the bottom of the time pot so the moments slip by more quickly???

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  9. Good Morning All. I am late to the party this morning. I will be attending a wake tonight for someone I grew up with who died from a cancerous brain tumor. It is making me take stock this morning.

    Yesterday the priest made the analogy between how we accept gifts from each other being how we accept gift from God. If we have a hard time receiving gifts from our friends and relatives (which I do) we have a hard time accepting gifts from God….something to ponder….

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  10. I believe blue moon was a term of Native Americans or Indians as most of the ones I personally know call themselves. I can’t remember any other details, however.

    Are other people getting on WM yet. I haven’t been able to sign in at all to comment and have a subscription.

    Modesty: 🙂 I have a feeling you are about as hen-pecked as my poor husband, who always TELLs everyone I am the boss, but doesn’t ACT like I am the boss. Not that I would want him to, necessarily. Just sayin’.

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  11. JaniceG, are you asking what a blue moon is, or are you asking why it’s called that? I know the first, not the second.

    Remind me who you were on WMB. I guess I need to keep a translation table. Maybe we need a “Meet the Regulars” where everyone whose name has changed can tell us who they were.

    As far as time going by as you get older, I’ve heard a couple theories. One is that when you were young a year was a big fraction of your life. When you’re five, a year, 20% of your life, seems like forever. When you’re 50 it’s 2%.

    The other theory is that it has to do with how much new experience you’re taking in. When life becomes routine, and the things you do every day are the same as every other day, there’s not so much to remember, so it doesn’t take up very much “sense of time”. I see that validated in times of my life where everything was new. My first semester in college seemed like a long time (even compared to similar periods of time before then), but the rest of college seemed to zoom by. It was like that too when I got married, and then when we had our first child. Everything was new, and time seemed to slow down for a bit. New jobs, too.

    But I haven’t done much of anything new for a long time, so that long time doesn’t seem so long now.

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  12. It looks like the Website was advice from kids to other kids. It looks harmless enough. They are saying things like be nice to her, be friends first and one kid suggested writing a poem for her. I think I will try to keep him busy until Daddy gets home and turn it over to him.

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  13. kBells, wow they sure start young! When my son was a young teenager, our problem was the girls chasing him – freaked him out! We ended up screening his calls and telling the girls to stop calling – he will call you if he is interested.

    Does anyone know if Phos managed to follow us over here? I’m missing my fellow Canadian.

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  14. Good Morning everyone. I got up early this morning and did my bicycle ride early so I could go out to the rifle range. I was going to sight in my new scope. When I got there, the range was closed. Turns out they are closed on Monday’s I guess I will have to try again on Saturday.

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  15. I will try this post again. When I entered my wordpress password it was taking too long. Not sure what the problem was but I decided to start all over.

    Kevin, I am Toobizy from WMB. I am now going by my real name, Janice, although I am still at times too busy and at other times not so busy.

    My husband and I were in the car while discussing blue moon so we did not have access to a web search. He explained what it is but did not know the origin. He said it is more frequent that one would expect bases on the comment, “one in a blue moon.” Thank you, Ki, for your comment about it coming from the Native Americans.

    I have been able to post at WORLD because I remembered the password I use to get on-line to view the magazine. We are print subscribers.

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  16. Wow! Too many typos. I must have been too busy and not taking time to edit while typing.

    The World magazine comments now have the feature so you can edit what you type. That is an improvement!

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  17. Good Morning…it’s still morning here…11:52….
    Paul and went to the Monument parade…honoring our fire fighters and first responders….tears were a flowing and everyone was standing and cheering them as they passed in the fire trucks, and heavy equipment they used to dig fire lines during the fire this summer…heros…that’s what they are to us. I love small town ta do’s…little kids waving their flags, excited to see the firefighters and policemen…then on to the street fair and looking over the vendor’s wares…a good start to the week…with my honey 🙂
    Hope you all are having a wonderful start as well!

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  18. I just thought I’d pop in here and give you all WMBRefugee-howdies, so…Howdy. 🙂

    (And while I’m at it, I’m checking to see how this blog is configured to handle formatting and smilies in comments. 😉 )

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  19. Glad to see so many of the gang here. And even a visit from Random Name yesterday. Phos isn’t coming? I’ll have to work on that when I see her.

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  20. Chas, no I’m not KRW or HRW for that matter 🙂 I had just started before the blog shut down as Kare N.
    I thought maybe Phos had said goodbye on the other blog.

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  21. 😦 Our family doctor is no longer seeing patients. The clinic he works for says they need to maintain high ethical standards, and exchanging prescriptions for controlled substances in exchange for sexual favors does not sit will with them. Not that we think highly of him anymore either, after reading about his arrest in the paper. But the timing sucks, when we both need prescriptions filled. And I suspect his colleagues are probably very busy now taking over his patients.

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  22. [OK, gonna try me some html … here goes nuthin’ …]

    Labor Day

    Doug Wilson has two brief but meaty considerations on the nature of labor and the labor movement, which I would like to share with y’all:

    1. Without the Boats and Eye Patches: “[C]ollective bargaining, unlike labor or work, is not part of the creation mandate. Organized labor is organized to take control of an asset away from its rightful owners without paying for it. Organized labor is organization of property by those who don’t own it. Organized labor, by driving up the costs of production through coercive means, destroys industries. Organized labor is piracy without the boats and eye patches. Why would anybody want to celebrate organized labor?

    “Good hard work, fine. Organized labor, not so much.”

    2. Who Owns the Job?: “The assumption behind collective bargaining is that the one who holds the job owns the job. The biblical understanding is that the one who offers the job owns the job (Matt. 20:15). This is not the same as saying that the employer is a great guy. No, the owners of jobs are frequently evil, and they abuse their position of ownership (Jas. 5:4).

    “Labor/management disputes often fall into a false good guy/bad guy dichotomy, and it betrays a false understanding of the antithesis. In the Bible the owners are often the bad guys. But that does not mean they are not the owners of the jobs they offer. Bad guys can own things. And the commandment does not say, ‘Thou shalt not steal, except from bad guys.'”

    [Holding my breath and clicking “Post Comment” … ]

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  23. Classic Coke. The older I get, and the closer I get to my pull date, the more convinced I am that life (and we human beans) are a random accident, with no purpose and meaning. As far as World Magazine, it smells like New Coke, it tastes like New Coke, and has as much nutritional (and spiritual, for that matter) value as Pepsi.

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  24. Oh no Pauline! How awful….praying you find a wonderful new doc soon…
    MP….change is difficult sometimes….we are creatures of habit, and when something up and changes, especially as quickly as WM did, we feel a little let down. I do hope their new format proves to be beneficial…most important to inform their readers of current events and how those might affect them.
    I do pray you find that you are most wonderfully created by a Master craftsman….you didn’t happen upon your gifts and talents…they were planned. There will come a day when you stand before Him. And when that day comes, it is my prayer you will know Him….

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  25. Hey, Random. Like everyone else, I’m very happy to have you back with us. But how about a truce? We promise not to try to convert you and you lay off the over-the-top insults to Christians. Deal?

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  26. So sorry to hear that, Pauline. Doctors always seem to be leaving here. They come to a rural area for the benefits and then move on. I hate always changing doctors. I am too distrustful of them, as it is. However, I am grateful for the good ones. I would be dead now, if not for them.

    Kbells, I wouldn’t get too excited about your son’s crush. I can remember having one in kindergarten. Little boys are always getting crushes on teachers, too. It is a very innocent thing to do. They are not looking at things like an adult.

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  27. Yikes, Pauline. That’s quite a story (the journalist in me says).

    Our police reporter, who sits next to me, is covering the recent arrest of a podiatrist who had a penchant for doing very thorough exams.

    Note to all: You do not have to pull down your pants and expose your breasts for a foot exam.

    Kim, so you can actually embed videos here by just using the embed code?

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  28. Linda,

    The “Coke post” (if that is what you refer to) was intended as a joke and not an insult (over the top, or otherwise). Jokes don’t work if have to be explained, but I was making fun of the (apparent) slight tension between old WMB (which changed, kind of like Coke changed and alienated some Coke drinkers). [I am not a Cola drinker and dislike all cola drinks.] There are many Christian denominations. Most claim to be “compatible” (Methodists, Presbyterians, Baptists, etc., etc.) but each person here has preferences and some reason why they prefer their church. Some consider themselves Christians, while others think they are a bit “outside the pale” (Jehovahs Witnesses, 7th Day Aventists, etc.) At one time hardly a “mainline” Christian considered Mormons as real Christians. Now a Mormon is running for President and proclaiming himself as a Christian. Pointing these changes and discrepancies out is not an “over-the-top attack”. Reasonable for WMB and WMV to set ground rules on discourse (such as no personal attacks). I don’t mind people trying to convert me. But we come back to — if Christians want to live in a free society with free speech (something which dates back to a fervant Calvinist, Roger Williams) — then they are going to hear and read things which agitate them. We laugh at Muslims who go bonkers about people burning a Koran. That’s the price of living in a free society. People are not always respectful. You know how I feel about criticism about homosexual marriage. So far I haven’t seen a lot of “gay baiting” here. But if I do, then besides expressing my irritation, I have to live with it, don’t I?

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  29. Congrats to Kim C.

    I see you are the first to discover some of the things I tried to allow the blog to do. So whadda ya’ think? You like? I do. I thought it would be cool if people could do that, as long as the content is appropriate for this site. Matt Y asked about photos the other day, and I think I allowed for that as well, at least for now. Right now I’ve got plenty of free megabytes of memory, so have fun. If we need to slow down the use later, we can as needed.

    Everyone,

    Occaisionally comments are hanging up and going to spam. I try to deal with them as soon as it happens, but it may sometimes delay your post from showing up for awhile. Sorry. No one is banned or censored, just be patient. I’m getting better, but this is still new. Thanks.

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    Content (video/pics) uploaded will go to the administrator(me) first for approval. Sorry about that, but I can’t allow just anyone because that could get ugly. I don’t want objectionable content posted, for your sake and mine.

    Allen

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  30. Random, if you have freedom of speech than others have freedom of speech about your freedom of speech. Of course, then you have freedom of speech about their freedom of speech on your freedom of speech. It could go on all day and has.
    BTW, do you prefer to be called Random or Modesty Press or MP or what?

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  31. Janice G.

    I would comment but I can’t. I’m also a print subscriber and I also remember my password, but every time I try to log in, it immediately tells me that it has timed out. I figure it’s a bug in the system, but it’s been that way since they switched over and it isn’t changing. And apparently it isn’t a problem for you, so maybe I’m doing something wrong, but I can’t imagine what.

    I sent an email to their tech support, but it’s only been the weekend since they switched over, so I guess they aren’t there to respond yet. But if I don’t get a response and things don’t change by tomorrow, then I give up! They’ll just have to somehow manage without my great words of wisdom.

    😉

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  32. Random Name said,

    “At one time hardly a ‘mainline’ Christian considered Mormons as real Christians. Now a Mormon is running for President and proclaiming himself as a Christian.”

    I believe that Mormons always called themselves Christians but orthodox Christians never considered Mormonism Christian and they still don’t. So no change there that I can see.

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  33. As for Random’s Diet Coke comment, I understand it. Websites owners always think they need to update things to keep up with other websites. Not that I want to go back to all text, but sometimes the change is not for the better. World looks good now, and I am sure the subscribers will enjoy it. I just don’t like automatic slide shows that don’t have pause functions. I tried looking at the political cartoons, and could not keep up with the slide show.

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  34. KBells, in my days when I knew some math and some Excel, the situation you refer to is known as “an infinite loop.” I am guilty of falling into one and going “blippity, blippity, blippity . . .” (imagine fingers flipping lips noise) for far too long. Guilty as charged. One of the great insights of Protestantism (even from my secular, anti-religious point of view) is that we are all guilty of something. Guilty as charged.

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  35. I agree with Kathaleena about grade school crushes being harmless. Cymbre (Sim-bree) and I were in the same class most years starting in Kindergarten. In third grade I had a crush on her. She liked me back. We used to make heart signs with our fingers across the classroom table at each other. Until one day she made the sign and then separated her two hands to say it was over. I was disappointed, but hardly scarred for life.

    Cymbre and I were friends again a couple years later. After school she would hang out for awhile at my house, conveniently located across the street from the school. And in 6th grade we were partners in our class’s “graduation” production, in which each pair dressed up in traditional costume of a country, painted a big poster-sized backdrop representing that country, and talked about what we had learned about the country in our 6th grade reports. We were Danish.

    But Cymbre went on to a different junior high than I did, and we never saw each other again. Nor have I met another person with that unusual name.

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  36. Random, I still don’t know what you’d like us to call you here. I think old-timers will have a hard time not calling you Random Name, Random, or RN, but newcomers will not know who we are talking to since your name appears as modestypress. So what’s your preference, Random Name/Random/RN, or Modesty Press/Modesty/MP? Or old geezer?

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  37. little boy/girl crushes. Yes, most of them are just little things (the only boy to ever ask me to marry him was in first grade). But there are times when a child has been molested and is passing it on. They don’t wear placards.

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  38. My day of labor turned out to be wonderfully easy and short, 3 hours. I interviewed runners/walkers returning from the bridge race from 10-11, then headed to the office where I wrote up the story and finished by making cop calls around 1 (nothing going on, although later the cop reporter texted me — I was at the dog park by then — that there was a stabbing in one of our beach cities, but he graciously took care of it).

    Still re-organizing the kitchen. I’ve somehow managed to: effectively destroy two T-shirts with bleach splatters over the course of the weekend; rip my left thumb nail to the point where it bled; and develop more than a few deep muscle aches.

    But I’ve also unearthed some very useful things that had become lost in the cupboards, like 2 cute little coated soup/sauce pans with glass lids.

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  39. About my names. In my young days before my father helped invent the Internet and also almost helped Dr. Strangelove almost blow up the world (this is true), there was a phenomenon known as a Vanity Press If a person fancied him/her self a writer, but no publisher would publish (usually for sensible reasons), a publisher would for a fee unleash the boring book on the world. Knowing I was not talented, I imagined I would start my own publishing company and call it VANITY PRESS. [My aunt and then my sister actually owned a small publishing company for a while that published books on weaving and about their beliefs based on Rudolf Steiner’s cult.]. Anyway, when bogging came along anybody could become a publisher, no matter how stupid. Even me. I wanted to call my blog (originally started as a backlash to WorldMagBlog) Vanity Press, but the name was already taken. So I called myself (kind of a clumsy riff on humble vanity) Modesty Press.

    As the saying goes, call me anything you want; just don’t call me late for dinner. My Muggle name is Stephen Kahn. I live in the empirical world.

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  40. Peter L,
    You can control the political cartoon slide show at World’s new site by using the dots and arrows along the bottom of the screen. (I was very frustrated with it until I figured that out.)

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  41. Romney the cuckoo bird. Cuckoo birds don’t live here, but I have seen them while driving through Idaho. They are avian brood parasites, laying eggs in other birds’ nexts. The baby cuckoo kills the baby birds of the host mother, who feeds the parasite instead.

    My argument is that Mormonism is a “cuckoo religion.” Joseph Smith clearly invented the religion and thought it would replace Christianity. When it didn’t and Christians quibbled with polygamy, persecution of blacks, etc., Mormonism began reshaping itself into a faux Christianity. It seems to be working, does it not? Too funny!

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  42. Good night folks. Got to get up at 3:30 am. Do my bike ride, Publish tomorrow’s Bible Study and Go to work. Got to sell some more Motor Control Centers, Drives and Medium Voltage Stuff. Take care. See you guys in the afternoon tomorrow. Take care and God Bless.

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  43. Frank in Spokane, absolutely we can cobble a get together. Probably in Moscow/Troy, my dad lives there. I was raised between the two. Sold Girl Scout cookies in both so I could get my free campership at Camp Four Echoes. Hubby is the more political one. We will arrive as the couple surrounded by eleven to sixteen children. Don’t run when you see us, we are friendly.

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  44. Donna – My hubby gets up at 12:30am. On some nights when I’m having trouble getting to sleep, I’m still awake when he’s getting up. When that happens, it’s like I’m at the end of one day while he’s at the beginning of the next.

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  45. Drivesguy, you will miss my thank you and my warning. First you start laughing, then you start losing your faith. Don’t think I don’t warn you.

    Again, a true story. My ancestors were Eastern European Jews. I don’t know of any that died in the Holocaust, but most of them got out of Ukraine, Hungary, Latvia, Poland as fast as they could before the H began.

    The parents of my best friend in grade school, Danny Ikenberg, were German Jews. One day they told my father as Danny and I listened, “When Hitler came to power, most of our Jewish friends said, ‘He’s got a lot of good ideas. If he would stop saying such bad things about the Jews, he could accomplish a lot for Germany.'” The Ikenbergs continued, “We thought they were crazy. We got out of Germany as fast as we could, leaving most of our possessions behind, and then got to America. Almost all our friends who dithered and equivocated are now dead.”

    Those words are indelibly burnt into my memory. If it walks like a grizzly bear, if it smells like a grizzly bear, if it has jaws and claws like a grizzly bear, don’t try to convince yourself it’s a big teddy bear. One of the best books you can read about survival, and the mind tricks humans play on themselves that often have fatal results, is The Unthinkable, by Amanda Ripley (excellent Time reporter.

    One example. Most people survive airline crashes. The real danger is after a plane hits the ground. The plane is very likely to catch fire or explode. Most deaths occur because people don’t exit the plane IMMEDIATELY. You may only have minutes or seconds. Yet many passengers start trying to get luggage out of racks, and many die and cause other people to die by such unthinking behavior. Some airlines train flight attendants to run up and down the aisles screaming, Get out now! Get out! Get out! Leave your luggage! You are going to die if you delay!. This saves lives.

    Read this book. I saw at least three dumb things I have done and just survived by dumb luck. As I am a hard core atheist, it sure wan’t God or angels stepping in. But if there is a God, He is using me as a tool to tell you something that might save your life. There. That wasn’t funny at all.

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  46. A fairly unusual occurrence happened today…I was HOME ALONE FOR THREE HOURS today! Hubby and the four youngest arrows went to his parents’ house and his brother’s place, also. I had a lot of preparations yet to do to get ready for school starting tomorrow, so I stayed home. The crew left around 11:30 this morning, and 1st Arrow got home from work around 2:30, so I had three hours to myself. Then 1st Arrow went to bed, so more time by myself! (He works a lot of 3rd shifts and some 2nds, which he did last night until midnight, then had to do a 1st shift this morning, so he was ready for a nap by the time he got home.) Good thing he’s young; I get tired just thinking of doing a schedule like that!

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