Monday, December 31, 2007
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Mark Twain, under his real name, Samuel Clemens, in 1871. In his patent application he referred to his invention as an "improvement in adjustable and detachable garment straps," with buttons and buckles, for use in holding "vests, pantaloons, or other garments" in place.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Tuesday Trivia is a weekly post offering interesting trivia questions. Leave a comment if you know the answer or if you'd like to take a guess. The answer will be posted tomorrow.
<><><>What famous American writer was issued a patent for adjustable elastic suspenders?
Friday, December 21, 2007
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know,
Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts.
To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right,
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night.
"It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
"I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at Pearl on a day in December,"
Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas Gram always remembers.
"My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ' Nam ',
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile."
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue... an American flag.
"I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.
"I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother.
"Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall.
So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."
"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
For being away from your wife and your son."
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
"Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."
(Thanks Stephanie for passing this on! It gives me chills.)
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Cormac McLaggen - Freddie Stroma
Blaise Zabini - Louis Cordice
Romilda Vane - Anna Shaffer
Katie Bell - Georgina Leonidas
Leanne (Katie Bell's friend) - Isabella Laughland
Marcus Belby - Robert Knox
This would be more exciting if I knew who these people are. But they're all relative unknowns/newcomers. Still, I'm looking forward to seeing more about the movie as it becomes available.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
In how many films directed by Woody Allen did Diane Keaton appear?
Monday, December 17, 2007
Click here to see the seventh mobisode. This one features Sun, Jin, Hurley, Michael and our favorite high school teacher/blow up buddy Arzt as they debate the benefits of the cave vs. the beach.
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
It's amazing that Olive managed to not tell Ned where Chuck was. How do you continue lying to someone when he knows you're lying and has called you out on it? But she remained loyal to Chuck.
Emerson has a daughter. Glad to see we're learning more about his character. Wonder what happened there. Is she young, a teenage, a young adult? I'm going to guess that she's around 10 and the problem is more with the mother and Emerson than the daughter.
Sewer guy is creepy, but I suppose that's intentional.
What a bomb! Lily is really Chuck's mother. So were they posing as the sister's of her mother? Because the alternative is a disgusting thought. And why pretend to be her aunt rather than tell her the truth? Did she want to continue touring as a mermaid and thought it would be easier on Chuck if she thought her mother was dead? That's probably a pretty strong possibility.
Little Carol came into the kitchen where her mother was making dinner. Her birthday was coming up and she thought this was a good time to tell her mother what she wanted.
"Mom, I want a bike for my birthday."
Now, Little Carol was a bit of a troublemaker. She had gotten into trouble at school and at home. Carol's mother asked her if she thought she deserved to get a bike for her birthday. Little Carol, of course, thought she did.
Carol's mother, being a Christian woman, wanted her to reflect on her behavior over the last year, and write a letter to God and tell him why she deserved a bike for her birthday. Little Carol stomped up the steps to her room and sat down to write God a letter.
I have been a very good girl this year and I would like a bike for my birthday. I want a red one.
Carol knew this wasn't true. She had not been a very good girl this year, so she tore up the letter and started over.
This is your friend Carol. I have been a pretty good girl this year, and I would like a red bike for my birthday.
Carol knew this wasn't true either. She tore up the letter and started again.
I know I haven't been a good girl this year. I am very sorry. I will be a good girl if you just send me a red bike for my birthday.
Carol knew, even if it was true, this letter was not going to get her a bike. By now, she was very upset. She went downstairs and told her mother she wanted to go to church. Carol's mother thought her plan had worked because Carol looked very sad. "Just be home in time for dinner," her mother said.
Carol walked down the street to the church and up to the altar. She looked around to see if anyone was there. She picked up a statue of the Virgin Mary, slipped it under her jacket and ran out of the church, down the street, into her house, and up to her room. She shut the door and sat down and wrote her letter to God.
I GOT YOUR MAMA. IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN, SEND THE BIKE.
YOU KNOW WHO
(Thanks to Aaron for sending me this one)
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
What U.S. city was once nicknamed Porkopolis?
Monday, December 10, 2007
Saturday, December 8, 2007
So much blood. I realize that this is a hospital drama where blood is inevitable, but I could do without that much blood.
Is Meredith finally starting to open up and let Lexie in a little? I loved the looks between Cristina and Meredith as they were silently communicating.
Poor Bailey. She's had a rough rough day. Had to save the life of a white supremacist and deal with a husband who's feeling ignored and looked over by his career-loving wife. It's a struggle that I have difficulty understanding (not being a doctor). But I do know that it is a difficult position to be in, not just as the doctor spouse but for the spouse married to the doctor as well. It takes extreme patience and understanding for those relationships to work.
The look on Mark's face when Erica asks if they want to get a drink with her was hilarious. He can scarcely believe his ears. Of course, Erica can hardly believe she's asking them.
I loved the scene with Cristina and Lexie at the end. Cristina who can be such a bad ass showed that she can also be wise, empathetic and comforting.
Glad to see Alex get what was coming to him with the suspension for letting Ava/Rebecca in the gallery. Of course, I also really enjoyed that last scene between the two of them when he tells her off.
Thursday, December 6, 2007
It was interesting to read because it was more than I ever knew about the people who inspired our yearly Thanksgiving celebration. However, it is a very dry read. Practically arid. There's just no human emotion, but then how could there be without speculation.
If you're a history buff or are particularly interested in the Pilgrims and early settlers of the New England area, then you'd probably like it. Otherwise, I just can't recommend it.
Next month: Garden Spells
"If the Red Sox get Santana," said an executive of one NL team that's grateful to be in the other league, "they might be the best team in the history of the frigging universe."
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
What's makes this especially funny is that you can buy your own for $1,400! Not only will it save your rocky marriage, it will save the planet! An upgraded version includes a seven-inch LCD television and iPod docking station.
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
What does an arctophile collect?