On This Day…10/9/2019

Dad Joke of the Day: How does Moses make coffee? Hebrews it.

Quote of the Day:  “Love and trust must share the same bed.”

Today in History:
1888 – Washington, DC – Built between 1848 and 1884 and dedicated in 1885, the Washington Monument—a marble-faced granite obelisk that honors the first U.S. president, George Washington—opened to the public

Born on This Day:
1948 – Heidelberg, Germany – Clyde Jackson Browne, American Rock and Roll hall of famer, singer-songwriter, poet and musician…
Jackson Browne has written and recorded songs such as “These Days“, “The Pretender“, “Running on Empty“, “Lawyers in Love”, “Doctor My Eyes”, “Take It Easy”, “For a Rocker”, and “Somebody’s Baby”. In 2004, he was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland, Ohio, and given an honorary doctorate of music by Occidental College in Los Angeles, California.
Soon after the Three Mile Island nuclear accident, during March 1979, Browne joined with several musician friends to found the antinuclear organization Musicians United for Safe Energy. He was arrested protesting against the Diablo Canyon Power Plant near San Luis Obispo.
Political protest came to the fore in Browne’s music in the 1986 album, Lives in the Balance, an explicit condemnation of U.S. policy in Central America. Flavored with new instrumental textures, it was a huge success with many Browne fans, though not with mainstream audiences.
The title track, “Lives in the Balance” was an outcry against U.S.-backed wars in Nicaragua, El Salvador, and Guatemala.


I’ve been waiting for something to happen
For a week or a month or a year
With the blood in the ink of the headlines
And the sound of the crowd in my ear
You might ask what it takes to remember
When you know that you’ve seen it before
Where a government lies to a people
And a country is drifting to war
And there’s a shadow on the faces
Of the men who send the guns
To the wars that are fought in places
Where their business interest runs
On the radio talk shows and the T.V.
You hear one thing again and again
How the U.S.A. stands for freedom
And we come to the aid of a friend
But who are the ones that we call our friends–
These governments killing their own?
Or the people who finally can’t take any more
And they pick up a gun or a brick or a stone
There are lives in the balance
There are people under fire
There are children at the cannons
And there is blood on the wire
There’s a shadow on the faces
Of the men who fan the flames
Of the wars that are fought in places
Where we can’t even say the names
They sell us the President the same way
They sell us our clothes and our cars
They sell us everything from youth to religion
The same time they sell us our wars
I want to know who the men in the shadows are
I want to hear somebody asking them why
They can be counted on to tell us who our enemies are
But they’re never the ones to fight or to die
And there are lives in the balance
There are people under fire
There are children at the cannons
And there is blood on the wire

Browne performed frequently at benefit concerts for causes in which he believed, including Farm Aid, Amnesty International (making several appearances on the 1986 A Conspiracy of Hope Tour), post-Somoza revolutionary Nicaragua, and the Christic Institute.

Died on This Day:
1982 – London, England – Anna Freud, psychoanalyst, author, and daughter of Sigmund Freud.
Anna Freud’s work emphasized the importance of the ego and its normal “developmental lines” as well as incorporating a distinctive emphasis on collaborative work across a range of analytical and observational contexts. After being forced to leave Vienna in 1938 with the advent of the Nazi regime in Austria, she resumed her psychoanalytic practice and her pioneering work in child psychology in London, establishing the Hampstead Child Therapy Course and Clinic in 1952 (now the Anna Freud National Centre for Children and Families) as a center for therapy, training and research work.

Emergency Nurse’s Day – On the second Wednesday in October we’re given the opportunity to honor our ER nurses around the world. They face impossible tasks with true dedication and commitment. Emergency Nurses Day began in 1989 and is part of Emergency Nurses Week. So here’s to hoping that you never have the occasion to need them, but for me, just knowing they’re there gives me great comfort.
Stop Bullying Day – There are many different types of bullying in this world. Whether the bullying is verbal, physical, relational or cyber, they all are ways for the perpetrator to assert their power. The results can be detrimental to the well-being of the victim and in some cases can even lead to death.

Stop Bullying Day – Observed on the second Wednesday of October, is designed to bring students, faculty and parents together to end bullying.
For assistance in the efforts to stop bullying, visit the US Department of Human Services at https://www.hhs.gov/ash/oah/adolescent-development/healthy-relationships/bullying/index.html
In the US, the National Suicide prevention Lifeline is 1-800-273-8255 and the Suicide Hopeline is 1-800-784-2433

Moldy Cheese Day – Most of us when we open that bottom refrigerator drawer and find a package of cheese with green fuzzy stuff growing on it immediately chuck the entire mess into the garbage, totally disgusted with ourselves for wasting hard earned money. But to a cheese monger (that’s a person who specializes in cheeses, butter, and other dairy products) might take umbrage at offense of moldy cheese. Well, depending on the type of mold, of course.
Those red or brown-tinged molds, for example, are offensive. Toss those bacteria-contaminated moldy cheeses in the garbage quickly and move along to the grey, blue, or green colored moldy cheeses in the fridge instead.
Like a sommelier pairs the best wines with meals, a cheese monger provides expert advice on artisan cheeses for recipes, banquets, and sources for restaurants. Some cheeses such as Maytag blue, Roquefort, Brie, bleu, camembert, gorgonzola, and Stilton are a few of the moldy reasons cheese lovers celebrate on this day.
I don’t know about you guys, but I think I might pass on this one.

Monday Morning Blues…

John stood at the window of his fifth floor office and smiled at the traffic on the street below. All those cars speeding past with their Monday morning drivers jockeying for a position nearer to the front of the line. Only to have to slam on their brakes again as the light on the corner of Grand St. turned red. In their eagerness to get to the jobs they hated, they’d start inching forward with each second that passed until the light would turn green and they could stomp on the accelerator to go another ¼ mile before screeching to a stop again on Jefferson.
He turned his attention to a group of little kids in the park across the street. Amused at how they clutched their mother’s fingers with one hand while they tried to toss bread crumbs from the other. Then they would quickly back away and peer out from behind the legs of their protector as the ducks and pigeons scurried forward to snatch them up. Jumping up and down with joy they would point their fingers and giggle at the fascination of it all.
“You know, it really doesn’t take much to make people happy. I sure wish you would have learned that lesson years ago.” John said, as he turned around to look at his lifeless body slumped over the desk. Its face buried in the quarterly reports that just had to be finished. It was still wearing the same suit he had worn to work on Friday.

Weekly Fortune Cookie – Ludere magis laborare!

 Work hard…Play harder!

Way back a long time ago, when I was just a young lad and just starting to get a handle on life, my brother-in-law Tommy told me something that has stayed with me throughout the decades.

“Always make sure you take the time to enjoy life. If there is a job to be done, work as hard as you can to do it right. Just make sure than when the task is over that you celebrate just as hard.

A New Lease on Life

This is the table that had been used in my former place of employment to count and process the daily cash deposits. For seven years, I and my fellow Shopko teammates slid money across its now well-worn surface, crawled beneath it to look for that dropped quarter, scattered paper clips or money bands.  It repaid us for our efforts by leaving a few bumps on the back of our heads. Despite its aggressive behavior and for its sentimental value, I purchased it when I left. You would think it might be grateful that I salvaged it from the grubby hands of retail liquidators and repurposed it to help create my ‘unbelievable’ words of wisdom, wit and charm.  But as I was beneath it rewiring my computer, it decided to show its appreciation by promptly thumping me on the back of my head.  I guess maybe that’s its way of saying thanks. So welcome to your new home my friend.

If you were to peer through my lamp lit window in the wee hours of the morning you might find us there, bouncing thoughts off one another amidst a late night bout of inspiration while fighting the battle against sleep.   

So welcome to the first post written with the help of my new companion.

As I tap away at my keyboard, I glance around at all the scratches, nicks and stains on your surface. It makes me wonder what your original cost was; perhaps just a few dollars by some family that has long since outgrown your usefulness as their dining table.  You are ancient, but built in the fashion that all things were in those days. How many bright and shiny new things have come and left again while you stood your vigil? How many millions of dollars have you touched in your lifetime? How many hands have caressed your skin? Oh yes my friend, you are so much more than just a table.

But isn’t that like life? For any given moment we may seem dull and insignificant. But when we begin to add up all those millions of moments that create a lifetime, we can see how spectacular each of us really is.

Weekly Fortune Cookie — It is a good day to have a good day…

Each new morning is totally up to us. We can choose to let the day win or choose to win the day.

I woke up late this morning because someone had turned off the alarm clock. I crawled out of bed and stumbled into the bathroom to do my business and lo and behold, someone had used the last of the toilet paper. After digging out a new roll and leaving it on the sink because I didn’t have time to replace it, I jumped into the shower. A quick wash and rinse and I would be ready to go. But alas, that same person had taken my towel and put it in the laundry last night. So I scurried down the hall to the linen closet, trying my best to not drip water all over to retrieve another one.  I quickly dried off and ran back into the bedroom to get dressed. I yelled at my wife to get up because she would be late for work. She rolled over and in a very sarcastic grunt told me, “Dumb ass, your retired and don’t have a job anymore and I don’t have to be at work for two more hours.”

So yes, it is going to be a very good day.