38 thoughts on “Our Daily Thread 10-11-18

  1. And is that an old Datsun/Nissan 280z type car in the garage? The tail lights make me think it is.

    If it is, that’s pretty sweet. 🙂

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  2. QoD”
    If the ladder is on the roof, how do you get on the roof.
    Then, if you are on the roof with a ladder, what do you do with the ladder?
    Then, if you fall off the ladder, how far do you fall?
    Presumably, some limbs have to be removed. There are people who do that for a living.

    OH!
    Good morning everyone but Jo.
    Good night Jo

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  3. Please tell me that no one planned to take a chain saw on the ladder on the roof.
    I interrupted my breakfast to say that.
    But it did save me from comment on Karen apologizing to a dead mouse.
    😆

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  4. That reminds me of a video I’ve seen of men doing stupid, dangerous things (unsuccessfully, I might add). The title of the video is something like, “This is why women live longer than men.” 😀

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  5. What could possibly go wrong with cutting of a few branches hanging above one’s roof, by the method of climbing on a ladder placed on the sloping roof and cutting off the branches with a chain saw? The answer is gravitational pull. When the branches are cut off, they will fall down, potentially hitting the ladder, and knocking both it and the person on it, who would be holding a running chain saw, off the roof…

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  6. A roof is a fairly stable surface. Ladders are supposed to be on a level, stable surface. A roof qualifies, if you adjust the ladder to account for the slant of the roof. Yes, if you fall, you will fall farther than if the ladder is on the ground. But if you use general ladder precautions, how is this more foolish than using it on the ground? Generally, I do not find the ground very stable and have to put chunks of board under the ladder, which seems to not be very stable. I would think the roof would be much more solid. At least, my experience on roofs would indicate that they are.

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  7. The position of the ladder in question does not indicate that any compensation was made for slope – most free standing ladders cannot be adjusted well for slope, my father’s certainly couldn’t be. Watching my father climb ladders and having climbed a few myself, I would say unless the ground is bare rock, the weight of the person stepping on the ladder will push the legs of the ladder into the ground, leveling out the ladder. But a roof is hard and unyielding and unless a ladder is clamped or otherwise anchored to the roof, just the moving weight of the person climbing the ladder could cause shearing force, triggering the ladder to start sliding down the slope. Besides, all of that doesn’t take into account what is going to happen when the branches are cut through – professional tree trimmers (arborists) tie ropes attached to pulleys and counterweights around branches they are trimming so the severed branches can be lowered to the ground slowly.

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  8. With the power cord there, it appears it was just one of those little electric chain saws. Fairly light weight and easy to handle. One would think the sawyer would be aware of gravity and would not be dropping branches large enough to damage either himself or the roof of the garage. We can’t actually see if he or she was tying up the branches to prevent them dropping onto the roof. Looks like a limited project, with a slight sense of adventure. Even the large red vehicle is strategically placed so the guy can slide onto it if something goes awry. But that sort of roof does not allow for much sliding and the pitch of the roof is not so much as to present a great danger.

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  9. Never mind, I found Kim’s post from yesterday. “Electric trimmer” is not the same as “chain saw”. Still, you would not catch me using a ladder on the roof. You generally don’t catch me on the roof at all, but that’s just me.

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  10. I think that was Kim telling us that she was in Pensacola operating from a battery powered laptop.
    That’s a lot to read into one word, isn’t it?

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  11. Just so I don’t see any photos of my workers and painters.

    Neighbor was threatening to do bodily harm to one of them yesterday for causing a dust storm with a blower.

    I think they finished some (all?) of the window casements on the south side of the house. It’s dark when I get home now so I can’t check out the work until the next morning and I haven’t been out to do that yet. I’m racing to get out of here …

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  12. I dated a guy in college with one of those “z” cars, it was orange and his dad bought it for him, I guess he or his parents must have been pretty well off. Missed the boat there, didn’t I? 🙂

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  13. I think you are correct about Kim, Chas.

    We have several chain saws (which I never use at the wise request of my husband) and a small electric chain saw. All are chain saws. And I could see somebody up on the ladder working with our small gas chain saw or the electric one. I continue to fail to see this as necessarily more dangerous than an incompetent person on a ladder with a sharp knife.

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  14. The ladder looks like one of those that is adjustable such that one can put it on an uneven surface safely. And I think the man is trimming smaller branches, not big limbs.

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  15. We are having torrential rain, some wind and we are under flash flood warning and tornado warning, but no damage so far.
    Tornado warning ends at 9:00 p.m.

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  16. Chas, that’s probably a tornado watch you’re under. They tend to be in effect for hours, while weather conditions are favorable for tornado development.

    Tornado warnings are issued when a tornado is actually spotted, and are generally in effect for only minutes. One would hope that a tornado wouldn’t go on for hours, anyway! Some of the long-track ones may have gone on for an hour or more, but those are thankfully rare.

    Do be careful, and seek shelter if you hear of a tornado warning near your area. We want you with us for a good long time yet. 🙂

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  17. Kizzie, from yesterday, regarding Young You-Know-Who What’s-Her-Face on FB — how’s that for a load of possible initials? 🙂

    You don’t need to feel like you have to call her YA, or anything else in particular. That was merely a for-example because I couldn’t see any indication that she was being a friend to you. TBH, no matter what she’s called, it’s a reminder of a person who sounds quite hateful.

    Bottom line, you’re free to choose whom to talk about, what to call those people, and etc. I don’t mean to sound like I’m dictating anything to you.

    I will say, FWIW, that one problem I have with her is that she reminds me of someone who used to be a “friend” of mine, back in junior high. Yes, she reminds me of an adolescent.

    “F” and I went to the same school for some of our elementary and junior high years, and didn’t really start associating with each other until sixth grade when a partner project was assigned one day, and one of us was sick. The other one (I don’t remember if it was she or I) got assigned as a partner to the missing one).

    So we collaborated on that project for however long, then when the assignment was finished, we continued calling each other on the phone and just talking.

    I had started at that school in fourth grade, and had a hard time making inroads into the social aspect of our class. So F was pretty much my first “friend,” and so I let her get by with treating me in a mean way, after I discovered that side of her, because I didn’t want to lose the only friend I’d ever had.

    Her cruelty was subtle, not particularly loud and blatant.

    She could really make me feel like I was the dumbest person on the planet. When I babysat for a family for the first time, she plied me with questions.

    “What would you do if…”

    “You would do that?

    “Everybody knows you’re supposed to do this…” (or “…not supposed to do that…:)

    “Have you ever heard of _______?”

    “What? Everybody knows about that.

    She wouldn’t always be like that, but she’d take opportunity often enough to get in subtle digs about various things, that that’s what I remember her for best.

    I was relieved when, after junior high, she went to a different high school than I did.

    But she only stayed there a year or two, then transferred to mine. And got back in contact with me.

    By this time, I’d come out of my shell somewhat, made friends, especially in orchestra, which she wasn’t a part of, and felt more assertive in not putting up with her digs.

    She wasn’t as nasty as in junior high, but I had a driver’s license and she didn’t, so she wanted me to take her wherever she wanted to go. I brushed her off, not letting her make decisions for me. She took the hint eventually, and stopped contacting me. I wanted that old chapter from my life (middle-school age) closed with no reminders of the nastiness.

    She signed my yearbook one year with a note that said I was much too nice and needed to learn to mouth off to my teachers.

    Well, no, I had respect for all of my teachers, and wasn’t going to do that just because she said it.

    All of this is to say that Young Enemy, or whatever your antagonist on Facebook is named, reminds me a lot of “F” from way back. Except she was from my teen years. Your FB Young Whatever is in her thirties?!

    Did you ever consider cutting her out of your life, Kizzie? That toxic woman, IMO, is doing you a lot of damage.

    YMMV, but life got a lot better for me when I learned to walk away from the toxic “friend” I had in my pre- and teen years.

    I hope, for your sake, you can likewise get yourself away from having to imbibe her poison.

    You know I pray for you. Please know that I am continuing.

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  18. 6 Arrows – Don’t worry – I didn’t think you were trying to dictate what I should call her. 🙂 Thank you for your prayers. You know I pray for you, too.

    You may remember, initially, I referred to her as YC – Young Christian. But after a while, I realized that although she can talk about how much she loves Jesus, how much a part of her life He has always been (quite convincingly, I might add), I came to see that her other words, behavior, and beliefs belied that. It saddens me to think that one day she may be one of those calling out, “Lord! Lord!” and Jesus will answer that He doesn’t know her. (I won’t come out and say she is definitely not a believer, but I have serious doubts that she is.) She and her sister (who identifies as a lesbian) are continually in my prayers.

    So I’ll try to call her YA from now on. That could be for Young Acquaintance or Young Antagonist. 🙂

    I do still like to keep up with her on Facebook, although I rarely comment anymore. When she does write something condescending to me, I don’t take it to heart like I did at one time.

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  19. QoD: What do the initials YA stand for? 😉 Just kidding.

    YC — I’m not sure if I heard that one before…

    Young Pharisee, she seems more to be. Smug in her social justice righteousness.

    Well, enough on that subject from me today.

    I have a question for anyone whose brain isn’t as tired as mine is right now. Would you mind deciphering this sentence I just read, and tell me what it’s saying? My brain got tied in nots (purposeful misspelling, btw) trying to figure this out: 🙂

    “I don’t know one adult with a bit of knowledge who does not read music who has not told me they regret not learning to read and would do something about it, if they could.”

    There are four “not”s in there, including the one hiding in “don’t.” Take them out, and what have you got? That’s my real QoD. 🙂

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  20. 6 Arrows, I had had one or two friends by seventh grade, but none IN seventh grade. One girl pretended to be my friend. She’d be “nice” for a few days, and then go back to her real friends and I’d see them talking and looking at me and laughing. But then she’d come back and be nice again, and I was so desperate for friends and so ready to forgive. I think she even apologized each time and told me I was her real friend, or something like that. Who knows, maybe they kept “kicking her out” of their clique and she knew I’d take her back. But I think she just enjoyed my gullibility.

    The incident that galls me the most, looking back, is that she decided to run for student council, and they talked me into going up a ladder onto the roof of the cafeteria to hang a poster off the edge of it. I was afraid of heights, hated roofs and extension ladders, and had no reason in the world to do a favor for this girl who’d been playing me like a fiddle all year. In fact, I had no reason to vote for her or encourage others to! But I hung that stupid poster. She lost the election, and somehow I think that was the last interaction I had with her, but I look back and shake my head that I let her do that to me. Now, it really did take courage to go up there and hang that poster; I wasn’t a coward, and I was willing to sacrifice a little for what I saw as a chance at friendship. But she was really being quite cruel, and was no friend, and it makes me sad when I think I was that desperate that I let her.

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  21. Interesting thoughts about YA. I might name her YW, for Young Wimp. She has fallen into the warped beliefs of the times and is too fearful to believe the truth and give up her reputation as self-professed leader of the forward thinking.

    The sky looked mean and angry as we headed home late yesterday. Karen called and said our office area was under a tornado warning. It was scary watching the unsettled clouds rolling around over I-75. It rained overnight, and I went to sleep acknowledging God’s care during my sleeping hours. Tonight the weather is suppose to turn cold. I am in sandals today, so maybe tomorrow I will wear boots.

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  22. Thinking about what I wrote yesterday, about YA’s ideologies blinding her to evidence right in front of her eyes, I realized that that is how she can post or share things that are often quite illogical or inconsistent. All she sees is the point they make, without realizing that their lack of logic, or their inconsistency, does not support the point she hopes to make.

    That has often puzzled me because otherwise she is a very intelligent young woman. I would wonder how someone that smart could not see through these things. Now I realize that that is related to her being blinded by her ideology, and by anger, too.

    Today, she shared a post from someone else that was supposed to be against men commenting on a female co-worker’s appearance. It is a fictional conversation between two men, and ended with one man calling the other “pretty”, which the second man did not appreciate. The gist was why would he expect a woman to appreciate being called pretty if he didn’t like being called pretty?

    Well, it is quite obvious that that does not make sense. As I said, I rarely comment on her posts anymore, and usually scroll by these kinds of things with a roll of my eyes or a shake of my head, but I decided to go back and comment on this one. (I think it was because a friend of hers commented that it was right on target, and I thought, “No. It’s not!”)

    I pointed out that men don’t usually like being called “pretty”, whereas many women do. And women often remark on a man looking nice, like when a guy wears something a little spiffier than usual. Then another thought popped into my mind. Many women compliment each other on their appearance. “Is that offensive, too?” I asked.

    Wrapping it up, I said that it all depends on the relationship between the co-workers, but that I also think that even among co-workers who are not friendly, a compliment from another woman would be seen as fine.

    Nightingale considers herself a feminist, but she also does not like the “men can’t say anything right” attitude of many young feminists.

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  23. The struggle to feel like one belongs is so strong in youth. And it can certainly extend into adulthood, too.

    Others’ meanness experienced in one’s childhood can leave scars, too. My kids didn’t/aren’t growing up with much or any of that, not being in a traditional school setting, and my arrows who have reached adulthood seem to be a lot more resilient to the hits and knocks they’re getting now from less mature adults, compared to when I was in my twenties.

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  24. I had some of those same kind of experiences with so-called friends. In eighth grade, I was brave enough to separate myself from the small group of girls who I had been friends with since sixth grade, who didn’t always treat me nice, especially our ring leader. (I don’t know how I found the moxie to do that.)

    When we moved to Wisconsin, in the middle of my sophomore year of high school, I had the hardest time making friends. I started hanging out with a group of girls who I thought seemed nice at first, but after being kind of nice in the very beginning, they started totally ignoring me. It is humiliating to be in a group and have them ignore what you say or ask, as if you are not even there. So, I got the message and left them alone.

    I finally connected with a girl who was also kind of an outsider, and she and I became good friends.

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