Good Morning!
Today’s header photo is from Janice.
And this one is too. Longest ear hair ever. 🙂
On this day in 0362 Emperor Julian issued an edict banning Christians from teaching in Syria.
In 1775 the British took Bunker Hill outside of Boston.
In 1885 the Statue of Liberty arrived in New York City aboard the French ship Isere.
And in 1963 the U.S. Supreme Court banned the required reading of the Lord’s prayer and Bible in public schools.
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Quote of the Day
“I the chief of sinners am, but Jesus died for me.”
John Wesley
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Today is Igor Stravinsky’s birthday. This one is rare because there are so few films of him performing his own work. 🙂
And it’s the also the birthday of one of my favorite singers.
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Wandering Views 
Time to get with it everyone
Up and at ’em.
😉
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Mornin’ Chas. 🙂
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😦
Where is everybody?
Jo is likely racked out by now.
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Morning Chas & Aj. I overslept.
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I was attending the UIS High School graduation and reception. It sure feels like Friday with school out, or perhaps Saturday. Tomorrow I have my first shift helping with the quints.
Enjoy your day – whatever day you are on.
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I am watching eight year old have another breathing treatment. He is doing very poorly and has lots of meds. I may have to take him back to the ER anyway.
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Oh Mumsee. Saying a quick prayer.
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I love lillies this made me smile because back before Tiger Woods fell from grace and everyone was so impressed with him the 12 year girl across the street stared playing golf with her dad. She was very good and eventually went to college on a golf scholarship–We called her Tiger Lilly
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Husbamd had an early medical appointment for a bone density test. We were roaming around in the tunnel that connects buildings at Emory. They are having some construction projects going on so it was a real maze without signage to tell us which way to go. Finally a nice young man asked if we needed help. I was like, “Yeah! I guess it is obvious.” He redirected us. We backtracked through the maze. Just call us experimental rats.
Now I am at the office and I see AJ put up my recent pictures. That day lily came with the house when I bought it in 1983. It has similar colors to the day lily I bought known as “Baracuda Bay”. I planted it by the mailbox. This one, name unknown to me, is on the side by the driveway.
The light was shining just right on Bosley’s ear whiskers to catch them looking like what a wishful glamour queen might try to scalp and use for false eyelashes.
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That Bosley’s got radar!
Question for you all — as you know, our local team the Kings won the Stanley Cup and yesterday was the big parade to celebrate, with tens of thousands of people lining the street to each.
When the mayor was introduced to speak (and he clearly knew what he was going to say) he raised a bottle of beer and said something like ‘This is a big f-g day’ (expletive said in full).
My reaction was how tacky and classless. Everyone else went nuts. They loved it. They went wild cheering the mayor.
I don’t consider myself a prude. Winning the championship is a big deal, go ahead and raise a glass (or two). But the F-word from the mayor? Really? With parents and kids listening?
No, it’s not the biggest deal in the world. But I guess I saw it (and the mostly positive reaction to it) as so symbolic of the coarseness of our anything-goes culture nowadays.
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With the rest of us who object being looked at as prudish buzz-kills who are obsessed with such minor issues as public language.
My dad was a sailor and sometimes spoke like one. But I never heard the F-word. Ever. Some things were over the line even for sailors in those days. I realize the word now peppers our films and is heard over and over and over again from people of all ages in everyday life. I often hear teens and younger kids casually using it on the street, it’s everywhere. The new adjective for everything.
The formal remarks yesterday weren’t spontaneous, they were calculated and planned.
Maybe I’m wrong to take notice, but I just thought it was over the line and in very bad taste. Good luck to all the parents who were there with their kids and who now have to explain why it’s OK for the mayor to say the word from the stage but not for Johnny to utter it. But maybe the parents don’t care. Maybe they say it all day long, too. Whatever.
Sigh. Feeling like I must be an old person now.
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OK, and another early ‘rant.’ (I’m on a roll.) Saw a USA Today opinion piece yesterday about the Bergdahl case that also wrote about our denomination (which he was raised in). It was written by a religion professor, I believe, but it honestly made us sound like some kind of crazy-wacko-far right cult. Sheesh.
We’re PRESBYTERIANS. Yes, conservative Presbyterians who follow the original church standards — but that’s what Presbyterianism always was until fairly recently.
Always so interesting to see something you’re involved with first hand being written about by someone from the outside who clearly doesn’t get it at all.
Talk about unfair (and ignorant) stereotyping …
OK then. I think I’m done ranting. At least for now. 🙂 But the day is young.
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I think the crudeness we have sunk to is awful. I would write to the mayor’s office if I had a child in that audience.
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donna j, Congrats on teh Stanley Cup! (Although I was rooting for NY, and before that the Habs 🙂 )
I have to agree, your mayor should have shown more class.
We used to have a mayor who, while he didn’t drop the “F-bomb” at public appearances, had a habit for throwing the occassional punch at a councilman or reporter with some accompanying salty language.
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Thanks Roy, we’re all pretty thrilled. 🙂 I used to babysit for Kings players way back in the day when I was in high school (and they could barely win a game let alone a championship), so the team has always been a favorite of mine.
I can’t see our mayor throwing a punch. But who knows. 🙂 He’s usually very urbane. But maybe this is the new him finally coming out.
Language in private or an expletive that erupts in the heat of the moment is one thing. Ever stub your toe in the middle of the night? Yep.
But in what were formal, public remarks by the city’s top elected official? Spoken into a microphone in front of tens of thousands of people of all ages? That’s just offensive and in bad taste.
At the very least it’s annoying. 🙄
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I think it is disgusting and sad, Donna. People want everyone to know they aren’t killjoy, moralists, which is what they consider anyone who is not as crude as they are. Young people may not know any better. I know too many parents who accept it or do it themselves. They think they are the most enlightened parents in the universe. One can only hope and pray that enough people will get tired of it. I don’t see it on the horizon. 😦
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I find it to be tiresome to be around people of any position who find it necessary to use profanities to make their point. Sometimes it seems if someone is aware a Christian is around that they will up the pepper sauce in their language. Maybe that was what the mayor was up to if he opposes Christians. It is just another way to wage war on people of faith. Also the mayor may be busy on the campaign trail by trying to identify with his main voter base.
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My father was a sailor, too, Donna, and he never used that word. Most of the time he did not use foul language, but sometimes car trouble would bring it on.
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I think watching one’s language in public is also a simple matter of common courtesy. Some expressions may be offensive to some (and not to others, although the F-bomb is clearly a bridge too far for many). So you err on the side of respect and consideration for your audience, particularly if there are children around.
Oh well. No use talking about it, I suppose. The bar is already so low as it is, what’s the use. Sigh.
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Kathaleena, yes, car trouble. 🙂 I still remember one of our summer road trips to Iowa when our old car kept breaking down. Memorable. And lots of language. 🙂
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Janice, I meant to address that last comment to.
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For those interested in fascinating WWI photos–I know, I know–The Atlantic magazine has run a fascinating series of them weekly since April. Here’s the first one: http://www.theatlantic.com/static/infocus/wwi/introduction/
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My boss uses the F-bomb on a regular basis. Then she always apologizes to me and says that she knows she shouldn’t use that word. I’ve never said a word about not liking her swearing, although she does know I’m a Christian. I think my silence gets to her at those times 🙂
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Thankfully, it does still bother me and I haven’t just gotten used to it.
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I went to the zoo this morning by myself. As a rule I prefer to go with someone else, but sometimes it’s nice to go by myself simply because I can take all the photos I want of “boring” things and not worry about whether the person I’m with is bored out of his skull. My husband is actually amazingly patient, but after I’ve been photographing the same thing for five or ten minutes, I figure we really do need to move on for his sake. Anyway, I got roughly 600 photos. After I weeded out the obviously bad ones (I can definitely do further weeding), the remainder of photos is as follows:
23 photos of plants
43 photos of zoo animals (that is, animals in enclosures an not animals that are free to roam, which may or may not be zoo property)
143 photos of peacocks (these are zoo animals, but they are free to roam within the zoo)
17 photos of miscellaneous non-zoo animals (chipmunks, a robin fledgling, etc.)
85 photos of ducks and geese (these too are “on the line” as to whether they belong to the zoo-technically they do not, but since you can buy food to feed them, the zoo is definitely “encouraging” their presence on one level, although they are so abundant as to be a genuine nuisance, particularly the Canada geese)
252 photos of a single great blue heron
The heron’s agent is on the phone now. What should I tell him?
The peacocks were raising their fans, so I got my first good photos of such a display. And the great blue flew from one area to another but stayed near the pond for at least an hour, so I got my chance to get “close-up” photos of him, and some great flying ones, and so forth.
See, each of the last four cameras I’ve owned has had a longer zoom than the one before, and great blues have always seemed to tantalize me. Whenever I see one, it’s close enough that my current zoom can get photos of it, decent photos, but not anything close. He’ll be the other side of a pond if I have a little zoom, the other side of a lake if I have a long zoom. I finally got a great blue in a tree I was standing under, and at the edge of a pond a few dozen yards from me. Close enough to zoom in on his eye and beak. And since he kept moving from one background to another, I kept taking photos of him in his new location. Hopefully I was far enough from him not to annoy him at all, but it sure was fun watching him. (I never did see him catch anything, but that doesn’t mean he didn’t. And anyway, I already have photos of herons catching food; I just didn’t have the “zoom in and see his feathers” photos.)
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Sounds like you had a great day Cheryl.
Now this is cute — the NY mayor singing(?) “I Love LA”
http://abcnews.go.com/Sports/wireStory/nyc-mayor-sing-love-la-kimmels-show-24158680
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Donna, thanks for your comments and for talking about it. We need to say something, if only to encourage one another. There are standards and let’s not give up on them, even if our society is being overrun.
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oh, so nice to go to market at 7:30am instead of 6:30. I was worried that I would be too late, but everyone was there and there was lots of produce.
Got some mangoes so will be making mango chicken for friends who are leaving.
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Donna, you prude! This is the 21st century.
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(What century we are in, of course, decides what is appropriate in terms of morality and manners.)
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Well I guess the mayor’s response to the complaints was basically: “Lighten up.”
So there.
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enough complaints and he will have to listen, so keep complaining politely
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Mumsee, I was scrolling back through a couple recent prayer threads and I see you make mention of company coming, and it looks like someone is coming to help. Did I miss something?
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My cousin and her life time companion came. And my other cousin’s adopted daughter who is now eighteen. They were a delight to have and companion did lots of cleaning in the kitchen and playing with the little folk and all around mothering. Even cleaned out the filter in the guest bathroom for me. Very refreshing time. They are off on their trip for more fun and adventure.
There was some talk of people coming to do helpful tasks but no word on that.
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