Good Morning!
On this day in 1770 Captain James Cook discovered the Great Barrier Reef off of Australia when he ran aground on it. Like many great discoveries, it was completely by accident. 🙂
In 1880 Jeanette Rankin was born. She would later become the first woman elected to the U.S. Congress.
In 1927 Charles A. Lindberg was presented the first Distinguished Flying Cross.
In 1936 the Presbyterian Church of America was formed in Philadelphia, PA.
In 1963 Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. was arrested in Florida for trying to integrate restaurants.
In 1972 Hank Aaron tied the National League record for 14 grand-slam home runs in a career.
In 1981 the first major league baseball player’s strike began.
And in 1987 Margaret Thatcher became the first British prime minister in 160 years to win a third consecutive term of office.
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Quote of the Day
“The price of success is hard work, dedication to the job at hand, and the determination that whether we win or lose, we have applied the best of ourselves to the task at hand.”
Vince Lombardi
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This should help wake you up. 🙂
That’s such a fun song. My mother loves it, always has.
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And today is Graham Russell’s birthday. He’s the first one to sing.
We’re going back to the 80’s. Well 1979 to be exact, but close enough. 🙂
Remember when those clothes and that hair was in? What were we thinkin’? 🙂
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It’s also Frank Beard’s birthday. Strangely enough, he’s the only one without a really long one. 🙂
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Anyone have a QoD for us today?
Wandering Views 
First??? But I don’t think that it should count when it is 9:10pm on Monday the 11th here.
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First always counts.
🙂 I heard on WTZQ this morning that the second most recognized word in the world is “Coke”. The first most recognized is OK. I believe that. The Arab boys recognized OK in 1952. We couldn’t have Coke in Arabia, we had Pepsi. Had something to do with the Jews, but I’ve forgotten what.
Speaking of “forgotten”. I had a nightmare last night, or early this morning. I dreamed that I was about to take an exam and couldn’t remember how to solve determinents. As I sit here, I still can’t bring it to mind.
I seldom recall a dream, but my recurring dreams are almost always about something I’m not prepared for. i.e. I have a final exam tomorrow in a class I haven’t attended all semester.
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Good morning. Don’t you hate it when you could sleep late but you don’t?
I took today off, but still woke up at 5:45.
Today is five years ago that I lost my father. Every year my stepmother and I have gone to lunch. Her birthday was yesterday and they first year I called her and offered to take her to lunch. She chose to wait unti the next day, the 11th, and let’s celebrate my father’s life. This year she can’t go. She has family in from out of town and a sort of mini reunion. As I told you last night, I have to legally change my name today. I will go from “those yay hacks who can’t spell cotton right to “he Burt! I think I’ gonna hurl”. Hard to believe that when I was “just that Black girl” people couldn’t spell that either. Mr. P. bought our plane tickets to Annapolis and I can’t fly unless I change my name….I guess that was one way for him to get me to do it. 🙂
QOD, is there a song that “belongs to somebody”.? Is there a song that no matter what reminds you of someone? For me, Three Dog Night’s Mama Told You Not To Come will always remind me of one of my uncles. Of course, Jimmy Dean’s Big John will forever belong to my father. There are others.
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Donna, vote against the bike lanes. We are all hippy drippy here in my little southern town. Our streets are narrow and there isn’t enough parking as it is. They have made bike lanes all over town. They are useless and empty. I also have a fear of bikes on the road. One year a woman who went to church with me was hit and killed on her bike. The very next year her husband was hit and killed on a bike…what were the chances?
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Chas, you have to show you driver’s license or passport when you fly for identification. Mr. P bought the tickets in my new last name which I haven’t legally changed.
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What are the chances? Pretty high, apparently. 😦
I would be afraid to ride in traffic; the only bike rides I take are at the beach or marina, recreational only and far away from speeding cars!
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I can understand that. I wouldn’t want a wife with a different last name.
I automatically spell my name every time. It will be misspelled. And mispronounced. I once told a man, who was going to introduce me to a group, that it rhymes with “skull”. That’s how I got introduced. Now I say, “rhymes with “dull”. It fits.
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It’s dangerous riding a bike around here. You can’t see around many of the curves in the road. And it’s mostly uphill anyhow. If you expect downhill, remember, “The light is always red at the bottom of the hill.”
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Let’s see if this works.
this is how you get # 25000. 😆
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Chas, I have been saving this for you:
While I have never had a turnip sandwich, I have been to a “soul food” restaurant that served a lima bean sandwich on white bread.
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I thought I had heard all of Jimmy Dickens songs. I saw him at the Opry once.
They did that to a nice gospel tune!
But my dad wouldn’t eat limas, he wanted speckled butter beans. There is a difference, and the difference is significant.
I wouldn’t make a sandwich of either.
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It’s a beautiful day in Hendersonville, and I don’t have time to fool around with you guys.
😉
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I like speckled butterbean best. I have had all I could eat but I have never had all I wanted to eat.
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Well, the state of Ohio did not need my birth certificate after all. I just love bureaucracies. NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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I would only vote for bike lanes if they were going to widen the road to get them. Otherwise the biker is at the mercy (or lack thereof) of redneck drivers who shout at them, throw bottles, or run them off the road. I’d use a vulgar word for such people, but I’d likely get thrown off the website for it… My brother used to say that such people made him want to carry his .44 magnum in the handlebar holster, but they don’t let you ride bikes in prison…. Tit for Tat, I’d say…
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Quite frankly, we have been indoctrinated to “Watch for Motorcylces” and to “Share the Road” with bikes. THEY are the rudest people on the road. THEY think we all have to bend to their wants and likes and watch out for them. What THEY forget is that I am driving a Big Red Truck., YOU better watch out for me.
We have built hiking, biking, running, and walking trails all over the county and THEY still want the road.
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On the day of our son’s graduation from Covenant College on Lookout Mountain an annual bike race was scheduled for the area. It was a day of monsoon type rains, the biggest rainfall for the year. Some moron did not cancel the bike race. I do not know the details. Anyway there is now, alongside the road going up the mountain, a white bicycle in remembrance of the man who lost his life during the race. It really makes me mad to think of the macho mindset that makes people think they can be beyond the powers of bad weather. What a waste of life! Seeing that white bicycle for me, since I did not know the bicyclist personally, is a memorial to the stupidy of those in charge of the race.
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We watched a little tv last night and saw Barbra S. sing “The Way We Were,” which reminded me of who I was dating at the time I saw the movie. And that song, “Those Were the Days My Friend…we thought they’d never end…,” always reminds me of a certain friend. If I ever hear the son, “Hang On Sloopy…Sloopy hang on…,” I am always reminded of my 7th grade class when our class president announced the records our class had won because we had the most calls in to the local radio station one evening. Instead of announcing, “Hang on Sloopy,” he said, “Hang on Sloppy.” So I will always think of that class president when I hear that song.
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My brother lives more in the country than I do. He has some bike road hoggers in his area. He said the ladies are the worst. I guess it is another case of “women drivers,” since in the old sense they were always slowing down traffic.
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In the Atlanta area I see people riding their bikes on the streets and I am not bothered by it because they keep to the side and are purposeful in their mission to get to work or school. Some of them I figure have lost their license due to drink or drugs so I feel sorry for them. Others don’t have money for a car. I really feel sorry for the ones I see out like that without a helmet and sometimes I say a quick prayer for their safety. It is those who are out on the country roads for their time of leisure and entertainment that can be bothersome when they don’t give some road to the folks who have a destination and a set time to be there.
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In LA, part of the goal for some of these wider bike lanes the city is installing (in which 1 lane of car traffic in either direction is essentially given to a dedicated bike lane with a buffer zone for safety) is to slow traffic down. Of course that really makes motorists out here even angrier. 🙂
There is most definitely a growing tension between motorists and bicyclists.
In theory, I love the idea of commuting by bike. In reality, even when I was much younger, it’s just too scary. (And demographics show that many more men than women are riding on the streets; women, by nature, tend to be more “risk adverse.”)
At one time there was discussion of building separated bike roadways above street level, but that kind of infrastructure would be cost prohibitive.
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Even the Chinese don’t ride as many bikes as they used to.
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The other reason fewer women bike to and from work: the sweat factor. 😉 Yuck. Who wants to arrive at work drenched and rumpled?
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I don’t mind the bikers, as long as they get out of the way. 🙂
Around here the worst road for ’em is Lehigh Drive. It’s a narrow 2 lane with no shoulder. River on one side, rock wall of the raised railroad trestle on the other. There’s no room for error. And the bikes insist on taking it from one park to the next about 2 miles away. And they want the whole lane. The reason it bothers me is because when you are at either park there is a one lane blacktop path on the other side of the river that connects the parks. There’s no reason to be on the road. It’s dangerous for autos, and especially for bikers and walkers. Yet everyday, there they are. Makes no sense. And it’s not like they don’t know about the path either, it’s clearly marked, and one once told me that they don’t like it because of the walkers. I said that’s funny, that’s how us drivers feel about you. Me, I try to avoid things that put my life and my loved ones in danger. You would think most would think that way, but no.
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Donna, our agency had showers. We had military and other people who ran during the lunch hour. They could change in the shower rooms.
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I have a colleague who rides her bike to work here in good weather – and it’s at least twenty miles each way. I’d consider riding my bike to work if 1) it were only around five miles and 2) there were a shower at work I could use. (There is a whole fitness center here – after all, this is a college – so maybe she showers here.)
My commute is way too long now, and it’s mostly highway where I wouldn’t consider riding a bike even if it were allowed. Where I worked before, I tried to find a route to work that would be feasible to ride a bike, but the most direct route was the highway, and the roundabout routes not only were longer but pretty hilly.
I did have one job, way back when I was in my 20’s, that I rode my bike to work sometimes. It was only a few miles, and I had to change my clothes into a work uniform when I got to work anyway.
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Hey Chas,
Ever heard of the Charlotte Knights? They’re some teams minor leaguers. I’m going to watch them play the IronPigs later tonight. It’s a double-header since last night was rained out. A friend from church got us box seat tickets with free food from a vendor where he works.
I don’t like the Phillies, so it’ll be my first time at a Pigs game at Coca-Cola Park in Allentown. The best part about the new park is you don’t actually have to go into Allentown, or as we like to call it, Little Detroit. Same deal when we go to Trenton to see the Thunder. Beautiful stadium overlooking the Delaware. And again, you don’t actually have to go into Trenton either. 🙂
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AJ, I don’t pay attention to professional baseball. But the Gamecocks are playing the Heels today to see who goes to Omaha.
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We have narrow, winding roads that track through the horse-country peninsula adjacent to my town. It’s a popular area for cyclists to ride on weekends (the serious kind who are decked out in racer-style helmets, bright spandex & padded-butt shorts to make those itty-bitty hard bike seats ridable).
Cars sometimes back up significantly, single file, behind them as there’s no safe way to pass (because of the curves & hills).
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Go Boise.
(Posted on behalf of mumsee who is camping.)
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Kim writes:
” What THEY forget is that I am driving a Big Red Truck., YOU better watch out for me.”
Don’t worry, they do. Pardon me if I’m misunderstanding, but your attitude is really poor… It’s their LIFE you’re playing with. It’s as if you’re aiming a gun at their head, and I don’t take that lightly. I’ve been buzzed by cars before and it’s not a pleasant experience.
As for all the trails… Ever try to ride a road bicycle on a dirt trail?
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I used to ride those narrow twisting road of PV Drive East–and it WAS terrifiying. My then-boyfriend (current husband) lived up there and he rode his bike on that road all the time. I think he was crazy; he was only hit once, though.
Here they’ve narrowed residential roads that have become major arteries–I can’t imagine living, basically, on a freeway and the story is no cats ever survive more than a year living on that street. So, they took it from two lanes to one with the wide bike lane, and the commutes slowed for everyone.
Here in gorgeous Sonoma County, which many liken to Tuscany, we have many bicycle incidents, including road rages. But we have premier bicycle events here as well that bring riders from all over the world and plenty of tourism money. We put up with them, of course, but there are frequent angry letters to the editor.
I like to ride my bike, but need a different type since I can’t work the hand brakes anymore. I’ve love to ride it to VBS prayer at church in 20 minutes, but it’s currently summering in Santa Barbara with a student who rides it all the time!
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The reason the bicyclists want to take the whole road is that it forces the drivers to acknowledge them instead of running them off the road, or worse. What’s more, is that it’s the LAW that motorcycles and bicycles share the road. There are parameters of course, but if you run someone down, it’s your own dang fault. And you’ll live with the consequences the rest of your life.
If you can’t tell, it really ticks me off when drivers complain about someone they could run over with impunity…
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Wow, stay clear of makeitman on the road. 😮 🙂
There also are green-strip “sharrow” lanes turning up more and more around LA-Long Beach. They seem to work well in beachside communities where traffic normally is more laid back. It works by adding a wide green strip painted down the middle of one lane indicating that both bikes and cars share the same space, there is no “bike lane” per se.
There’s one in downtown LA, though, that has caused issues with film crews who like to use that spot for vintage movie and TV scenes (1940s, etc.). So now they have to take pains to either obscure or even paint over the green bike lane in order to use the street in filming.
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Oh we could certainly tell. 😯
Nobody here would do that intentionally MiM. But don’t you think a biker on a 45mph road doing 20 should get out of the way instead of hogging the lane? Seems like common sense to me.
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Good afternoon.
Bikes vs. cars – where I come from, it is city vs. country. Farmers are notorious for their speeding, and most rural kids have a bike, but they respect each other. It is the city dwellers who come out to their cottages who are the menace. The car drivers can’t seem to grasp that hills and bends might conceal things on the other side and treat quiet country roads like their personal drag-racing strip. Their kids zigzag all over the road like they were pedaling around an urban subdivision. It is amazing that they don’t end up crashing into each other more often.
Driving in North America seems pretty tame now. Here one not only shares the road with mechanical vehicles of all descriptions, many with loads that overhang said vehicle, but also donkey, horse and ox carts, and wandering herds of goats and sheep. One might round a sharp curve after dark to find a couple of donkeys standing in the middle of the road, fast asleep.
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Awwww, sleeping donkies. Sounds very cute. Annoying, I’m sure. But cute. At least in theory.
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I once dated a young man in college who had been engaged to a woman who lost her life riding a bicycle at dusk. That makes me accutely aware of how death from bike riding is a reality. Also, once my brother was flying downhill on his bike and got distracted by a girl and waved at her about the time he hit a parked car. He went flying off the bike (bye-bye instead of hi to the girl). My mother had to go pick up brother and his damaged bike. He was okay except for the embarrassment. It could have been much worse.
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The obvious answer is to ban pretty girls.
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“But don’t you think a biker on a 45mph road doing 20 should get out of the way instead of hogging the lane? Seems like common sense to me.”
The law here in Georgia, is that a bicyclists should stay within 20-24″ of the white line. I try to stay within that. But I’ve had speeding motorists pass me in busy traffic, double yellow line, and never slow down, and barely move over, or not move over. I’ve felt the air from mirrors whizzing by me.
I’ve had friends run off the road by dump trucks. I’ve had bottles thrown at me. I’ve had other friends run over in broad daylight at stoplights. I’ve had other friends run over and killed in broad daylight within that prescribed distance of the white line, and while wearing a chartreuse reflective vest.
Do you blame me for wanting motorists to slow down, and show the merest courtesy? Do you blame me for copping at attitude at the insensitivity of motorists?
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Make It Man I am actually TERRIFIED of bike riders on the road. If you didn’t read above TWO people I went to church with were hit and killed while riding their bikes. I do slow down and wait until I have the ability to pass them IN THE OTHER lane. I don’t want to be anywhere close to them. I just think that YOU are taking your life in your own hands to be on a two lane road riding a bike and not moving over your own self. It also bothers me that they take up traffic lanes and back cars up. Our county has spent a fortune building bike paths and the bike riders won’t use them. They would rather be out on the road. If I hit one of them my life is ruined.
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For those of you whe wanted to know….It is a lot harder to change your name these days. First I went to the Social Security Office. They don’t open until 9am. I then went over to the courthouse to get a new driver’s license. Couldn’t do that without a new SS card. An hour and a half later I left the SS Office with a signed letter that allowed me to go back to the license office and get a new driver’s license. Then I had to transfer the title of my truck. Then I went to the main office of where I work and changed my name there. I have all the forms ready to change my real estate license. I then met Mr. P for lunch and we went to the bank to change my name on all the accounts. It is almost 3 pm and I am finally back home. That pretty much shot my day. I did mutter that I won’t divorce this man. I may kill him, but I won’t divorce him. It’s too dang much trouble to change your name.
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I would LOVE to have bike paths. I would LOVE for the rails around here to be converted to bike paths. I’d absolutely use them. I hate going out on the road. When I do, I take all the back road routes I can find. There are stretches where it’s unavoidable to mix with traffic, though. I don’t want to be hit, and I don’t want drivers to have to be tempted to do things they shouldn’t… The problem is that there are bicyclist and motorists who are idiots. No amount of legislation will change that. But we could mandate separating the two… I don’t see that happening though. Folks around here are dead set against spending money on stuff like that.
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Well, you can’t divorce him now, Kim. Sheesh.
Maybe you should have just traded in your airline ticket for one in your own name. 🙂
I also slow w-a-y down when I come upon a cyclist — and I move as far as I can to the left until I’m safely past him. As a typically “risk adverse” female, I couldn’t bring myself to ride in traffic.
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makeitman, move to California. 🙂
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You wouldn’t want me to move there. I’d ruin it for everybody. 😉
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I know this is really not funny, but it is: President Obama checking your email:
http://obamaischeckingyouremail.tumblr.com/
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Chas, I have the same kind of recurring dream as you, that of being unprepared for something, usually a class I haven’t been to all semester, or a series of piano lessons I never went to and/or practiced for. Also, when I was in college, I taught some of my piano students at a music store, some at home (rather, at my grandparents’ house next door, because I didn’t own a piano at that time), and some of my students I traveled to their houses, if they lived somewhat along the route I took from school to home. Now and then, even many years after having taught at other people’s houses, I’ll still have dreams that I was supposed to be going to someone’s home to teach them, and I repeatedly neglected to show up there.
I don’t like those dreams. They seem so real, and I’m always trying to figure out why I didn’t do what I was supposed to do.
QoD: Whenever I hear Capriccio Italien on public radio, I’m reminded of the conductor of the community orchestra in which I played during my college years. He was a good director, but, oh, did he ever get mad at some of the brass and horn players when we were rehearsing the aforementioned piece! There is a repeated four-note motif that begins at about the 41-second mark in the recording I’ve linked and appears at various times throughout the whole piece. It’s a rather difficult place rhythmically because of the rests that surround it, and several of the players in our orchestra who had to play that motif the first time it occurs had a heck of a time playing it together, and our conductor was just furious at them sometimes that they weren’t listening and watching him closely enough, or weren’t practicing their parts adequately at home.
I played in that symphony orchestra for several years, and we performed a lot of different repertoire, but Capriccio Italien is the one most likely to remind me of the conductor we had.
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QoD – Anyone familiar with the song, “It Must Be Him”, by Vikki Carr, from 1967?
I haven’t heard this on the radio in a very long time, but I have it on a CD collection of “romantic songs”. This song always reminds me of my dad, who loved it because he loved the way her voice soared in the song.
I think the CD, one of several, was one of those Time/Life collections. Mom bought the collection for Dad for what turned out to be his last Christmas (2004). Unfortunately, he never got to listen to them, because he died three days later. Mom gave the CD collection to me, knowing I would enjoy that type of music.
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QoD, part 2. OK, I guess technically, Capriccio Italien isn’t a song, so to answer Kim’s question a bit more accurately…
The song “In Christ Alone”, whenever we sing it in church, reminds me of two friends of mine who died in 2011. The song was sung at both of their funerals, and I hadn’t heard it much (or at all) before then, so I associate the song with them. It also makes me think of my friend who sang it as a solo at the funeral of one of those friends.
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“Walking On Sunshine”, by Katrina & the Waves (1985) reminds me of when Lee & I were first “falling in love”, because the song was popular at that time. I still love the bouncy exuberance of the song.
Anything by Elvis reminds me of my mom, who loved him to pieces. But “Are You Lonesome Tonight” reminds me of mom’s mom, my Nana, because it was her favorite song.
“Honey”, by Bobby Goldsboro (1968), reminds me to cry. (It is also on that aforementioned collection.)
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Karen, I’d never heard “It Must Be Him” before I went to YouTube just now to listen to it.
Hubby and I went to the movie “Flashdance” on our first date. The theme song from that movie is “our song”. 🙂
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Time’s up for me on the computer this afternoon. Karen knows what I’m talking about. 😉
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🙂
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Jumping in here asking for prayer please….the Forest is on fire…it is 10 miles southeast of me…and it is moving north east….we aren’t concerned for us at the moment, but, I have several very dear friends who live in it’s path…thanks…gotta go!
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Praying, NancyJill. Stay safe.
Regarding this that I said @ 16:37:17 — He was a good director, but, oh, did he ever get mad at some of the brass and horn players…
Um, the horn is a brass instrument. Yikes. I’m a former music major; I knew that.
Getting old, I am…
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Nancy Jill, you got it.
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Prayers for you and yours, NancyJill.
As for bikes: Bike lanes are a great idea, in fact, they should be part of every major road plan–either that or wide shoulders. I was riding on the very edge and still run off the road by a big truck once–no broken bones, but pretty banged up. Bike riders and pedestrians do get a raw deal. If you have to walk or ride somewhere, you are in mortal danger half the time. I’ve seen a lot of people walking or riding bikes because they need to get from A to B. Good grief: SHARE THE ROAD, people. And slow down a little while you’re at it. [rant off]
QoD: His Eye Is On the Sparrow will always be associated with my Mom, who sang it beautifully. An old Promise Keeper song, Let It Be Said of Us, will always be associated with an old friend of mine. Usually, for me a song gets associated with someone when they die. For my son Andy, it’s Amazing Grace (My Chains are Gone).
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I thought I would leave this with all of you today. Today marks five years without my day. I received this on a prayer card from a distant relative after he died.
It gave me comfort then and still does. This is for all of you who have lost someone special.
I’m Free
Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free,
I’m following the path God laid for me.
I took God’s hand when I heard the call
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day
To laugh, to love, to work or play,
Tasks left undone must stay that way,
I found that place at the close of day.
If my parting has left a void
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,
Ah yes, these things, I too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow,
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life’s been full, I’ve savored much,
Good friends, good times, a loved one’s touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief;
Don’t lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me-
God wanted me now, God set me free.
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Stay safe, nancyjill.
Bike lane meeting went OK, some raised voices and boos from the audience, but it didn’t come to blows. 🙂
City folks were there and talked a lot about global warming, how this is all part of the push to address that.
Residents were there to complain about taking car lanes away to build out extra wide bike lanes.
Meanwhile, got a fb message from someone suggesting that our paper begin aggressively covering the Koch Bros. interest in buying latimes (how very inappropriate in what is such a blue area, the person noted!). Not sure how to respond to that one. 🙂
Conservatives evoke genuine alarm among many out here. The idea that they could actually own a newspaper is shocking. How could that happen??
Hey, if they can pay the staff a decent wage and provide good health coverage — and keep their hands off of the actual news pages — then more power to them.
But of course I can’t say that in my reply. 🙂
One little rant, too, about the new neighbors who let their dog, Mona, wander free around the property. She doesn’t seem to go far but she’s a good sized dog and I’ve worried about Annie the cat.
Well, tonight Mona gave serious chase to Annie down their driveway, with Annie running under a parked car at the curb — but I was terrified she was going to dart out into the street and get hit!
It shook her up a bit, but she’s inside now. Hopefully she’ll stay clear of that side of the house if at all possible. … 😦
And finally, the dogs got groomed today. They’re so shiny and smell so nice.
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