I keep finding cool science articles and when I do I will post them here.
These make me think. First of all: Yes, refreezing the icebergs with huge machines will create many jobs for Americans but how do we know other countries won’t try to take over all the positions. Second: I wouldn’t send MRSA to space. I’ve seen what this DISEASE can do at it’s worst and it is not a pretty picture. Here are the articles for you to read if you have the time:
One of the best things is when I’m on the job and one of the guys starts joking with me about his wife or whatever. We’re shaping a window or sanding and he starts shooting the crap and then we start talking about REAL THINGS.
I wouldn’t say it at work and you know why. I can say it here. I also enjoy when I do something wrong (Well not DOING something wrong!) and one of ’em points in out in a good way. NOT in front of everybody. So I’m posting a poem here and if YOU WOULD LIKE TO I am allowing you to post a comment in the comment section and tell me what you think, or improvements. I will listen!
The BIBLE says “Have patience God, isn’t finished yet.” Philippians 1.6
I think it is a good thing to think about and let them say in school and maybe that would start making our country better again. That’s a different topic altogether. Have a Good Day! The poem is below.
(This is an experiment. A poem about talking to someone and inner reflection. Trying something new.)
A Filthy Day
Why do we have to do this crap?
Why do I look out the window and see my neighbor’s dirty, filthy siding
that has not been washed in years
and how does he live there?
Who lives like that?
Why can’t he just wash it?
I know I’m supposed to love everyone and it gets more and more difficult when I have to look at this ridiculous man’s dirty siding.
It used to be a yellowish beige,
but now the rain-drenched and mud-streaked vinyl
warps and cause my ire: early. Early in the morning.
I take my coffee
Out to the porch and I see this catastrophe and wonder why you don’t
consider a fiber cement trim, or some sort of composite.
IT resists ROTTING
Who are you?
Do you own a circular saw?
I never see you in your yard.
Sometimes late at night I hear your truck pull up
(It is very late)
and you move in real fast.
When I look out the window to catch you and figure it out
I can see you duck your head to the left, always wear BLACK and big jackets
but never with someone.
You go in real fast.
It’s weird to me and I think about the siding again.
It is one of the worst things I’ve seen in my life.
You can find siding: wood panel, stone veneer… There is freedom of choice.
Pine, plywood, insulated, shake and shingle. Many options.
In 1937, Frank Hoass began experimenting with steel siding in imitation of wood boards.
He made houses great for the blue collar Americans in the city.
After the war, his business took off.
He fixed the rust problem by adding,
a locking joint that joined with a flange on each panel
A WATERTIGHT HORIZONTAL SEAM.
You should be grateful.
You don’t even try.
If it were not for him, your house would be a big ball of rust,
corroted and disintegrating
like our souls. (Without God)
I’ve been busy working (again). It is a good thing. I found this video and it made me think of Hannah.
I know it’s corny, but I am in touch with my feelings and it is a very good quality about me I’ve been told many times.
“Let me share this whole new world with you.” I will definitely put that in the card LOL!
I’m not going to say whether or not I voted for the man, where I come from (as my Pop says, “Back in my day Young Buck…”) we keep close to the vest, and while you-all are tipping over your cards and spilling your drinks, I’ll just keep shuffling my feet under the table and making my face as stone as I KNOW HOW TO DO. We will see what happens. Meanwhile, I need a woman like this by my side. She know’s it, too.
Now I’m thinking of my Pop. He used to say short one-liners. I say them (mumble) now. We repeat my parents in different methods. Pop was an old cowboy, not officially, in the way he dressed and handled situations/events. I remember his old-fashioned invoice book. Pop wrote down numbers and receipts with a stubby little pencil from his business with the cars. I used to read his mail to him, the long letters, and with the forms. I am not ashamed to say that he wasn’t college or even high school educated, but he could make a business work. That happened. And he didn’t need the other stuff. He was smart in old-school way and was nice enough to give the shirt off his back, but if you mad him angry he would also give chase down the street and whip you with it.
I saw him give his shirt to a homeless man once, and a sandwich. I also saw him speed up in a crosswalk to hit someone. He was serious. In the backseat, terrified and inside me, thrilled that my dad was a crazy motherf*ck#r, I learned not to be afraid of life. He said if you are afraid, that’s fine, he would help. “I’ll help you fix that.”
“Just put the quarters in the can, you’ll see.”
“Coffee makes you short.”
“Don’t just stand there like a hatrack.”
“Where’s Sally at?”
“If you don’t stand up for something, you’ll fall down for anything.”
“Boy, I had thoughts that lived longer than you.”
“Unless you’re sleeping with ’em, always say good morning.”
“Good idea… baaaaaad judgement.”
I tried writing some political poetry on here before, and it was pretty good for a guy that dabbled back in high school and college. I think I should clear up (without a poem) my thoughts on OUR new president Donald J, Trump.
YES, we all know he has made a couple of mistakes. In my opinion, the Twitter posts are unprofessional and if my boss ever even said the words, “Yeah man, I tweeted that the other day…” all of the crew would keel over and pass out in their brains. We wouldn’t show it, but we would be shocked at it and try not to talk about it later. He needs to hold professional press conferences like he did this week, and then the liberals would stop their whining and carrying-on at least about that part of it.
So, what I’m saying her is, that while I DO NOT support anarchy or actions like flag-burning, I DO support having free speech, and a MEDIA that can do that.
I SUPPORT the president of the United States, but my support of him does not mean that I support actions like getting too close to the Russians. This I cannot sign up with.
I’m going to wait for all the facts, I WILL NOT be a blind sheep supporter, just because I did not like Hillary or the other choices.
What I’m saying is that I can believe in DJT and still be angry about the Russian bullshit, you can call bullshit when you see it.
I’m glad some other people and thinkers in WordPress sparked my interest and caused me to think harder about these current state affairs. AS WELL I hope the next woman I meet and date will not go on and on and on about HER politics when we go out for dinner. This actually happened to me. She would not quit and was LOUD and rude and even threatened me to a point when I said I did not agree with her about a committee selection. Next time, I am going to choose someone who is ACCEPTING and LOVING of all views, and not only the ones that she agrees with. That is judgmental and hypocrisy. I am a nice guy. You don’t have to agree with me, but I won’t be yelled at.
You can’t fake this kind of chemistry. I swear to God I just learned about this woman tonight when my uncle Stan told me to look it up. He talked about a car commercial, too, so I Googled her name on YouTube and this jewel fell out of the internet.
It is funny how things can be unplanned, but then match up with some other events. I saw a woman on the street who looked almost just like her, a few days ago. She wasn’t smiling or dancing, but she was close to the same.