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May 10, 2022 · 9:52 AM
As I Sit in Front of My Computer Screen, Hashing Out My Next Novel, Occasionally My Mind Will Wonder
May 2, 2022 · 9:42 AM
Of course, you remember the childhood song, “London Bridge is falling down, my fair lady.” As the story goes, the bridge construction took place in the early 19th century. Being meant to handle 19th century foot traffic, horses, wagons, and the like, the overpass became obsolete.
As modern traffic took its toll on the viaduct, the need for a transition became obvious. Entrepreneurs purchased, dismantled, and shipped the London Bridge to America to become a new thoroughfare across the Colorado River, in Lake Havasu, Arizona.
According to history.com, to ensure the bridge could handle modern traffic, construction crews built a hollow core of steel-reinforced concrete, which was then covered with 10,000 tons of the original 19th century granite.
Workers began by labeling each of its granite bricks with markers that indicated their arch span, row number and position. The bridge was then disassembled, packed away in crates and shipped to Long Beach, California, via the Panama Canal. From there, a small army of trucks carried it across the desert to its new home at Lake Havasu.
All told, the shipping, assembly and dredging took over three years and cost Robert McCulloch and C.V. Wood some $7 million.
Ya know, the last time I asked someone if they wanted to buy a bridge, things didn’t go so well.
Have a great week and may God bless!
April 18, 2022 · 9:10 AM
As human beings, we live our lives in a way that, over time, becomes familiar. This may show itself in the words and phrases we use, the way we conduct ourselves, the food we eat, and other ways too numerous to count.
For instance, ever since we were children I bet you called a four-legged, female bovine a cow. In actuality, said bovine is not a cow until it has birthed its first calf. After an initial pregnancy, it’s a first-year heifer. Once its calf is old enough to birth offspring, making the first year heifer a grandma then, the first-year heifer becomes a cow. Now, isn’t that just a syllable from being poetic?
I did a post that included the 17-year locust a week or so ago. What I failed to mention, was what most people call a locust is actually a cicada. A locust is nothing more than a grasshopper that swarms, takes flight, and eats all plant life in its path.
How about these for various collections of animals according to dictionary.com:
1. A flamboyance of flamingos
2. A lounge of lizards
3. A bloat of hippopotamuses
4. A conspiracy of lemurs
5. A convocation of eagles
6. A smack of jellyfish
7. An obstinacy of buffalo
8. An unkindness of ravens
9. A business of ferrets
10. A mob of kangaroos
11. A zeal of zebras
12. A shrewdness of apes
13. A leap of leopards
And just in case you are wondering, a mountain lion, cougar, puma, panther, catamount, mountain screamer, Mexican lion, painter, red lion and American lion; along with 30 or so additional names are all the same wildcat.
Go figure, once you delve into things you find out, other things about the things you didn’t expect to find about the original things and for that matter the secondary things are a bonus because you learned an overabundance of things about things.
Having just celebrated Easter, remember the gift of our savior, Jesus, and what he endured to save us for all eternity. Have one great week . . . as a matter-of-fact, have the best week you’ve ever had until next week!
April 11, 2022 · 9:54 AM
Have you given any thought to how much of our lives revolve in cyclical patterns? For instance, the very time that structures each moment, boils down into seconds, then to minutes, minutes to hours, hours to days, days into weeks, weeks into months, months into years, etc.
Our year is divided into four seasons: Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter. The years usher in hot summers and cold winters that within themselves change as time progresses, bringing warmer winters, cooler summers, and then back again.
Certain species even cycle their life spans in this manner, like the seventeen-year locust. They dine during the summer. The adults lay their eggs in small branches on the host tree. The limbs die and fall to the ground. The eggs hatch, the larvae bury beneath the ground, spending the next seventeen years eating succulent tree roots until time to emerge, starting the seventeen years process anew.
El Niño and La Nina make an appearance every seven to eight years, one ushering in cold water in the Pacific, and the other ushering in warm water into the Pacific. This little boy and girl can change weather patterns in the Atlantic, especially during hurricane season, which has a cyclical pattern in and of itself. Hurricanes wax and wane in intensity every couple of decades, kinda like our generations.
Even in our solar system, we find evidence of cycles in returning comets, asteroids, and meteors.
We have only been keeping accurate records for a short number of years. When compared to the age of our Earth, it is impossible to determine whether the changes we experience are part of a larger cyclical happening or not. This is because the last cycle may be so far removed we have no record of the happening.
I hope this post gives you something to think about. May God richly bless you and remember:
You don’t have to agree on anything to be kind to one another . . . unknown.
April 4, 2022 · 9:47 AM
Do you have any hero’s that you feel are larger than life? I know as I write, I can make each character as lofty as I wish or lower than a snake’s belly in a wagon rut. It, of course, is totally up to me for I am the king of this world, and what I say goes!
Okay, I am sliding down off my high-horse to dwell once again among the common folk.
I’d like to relay a story that took place around the World War II era.
John Wayne’s acting career began in the 1930’s. It turns out that Joseph Stalin was a big fan of the Duke. After our cowboy-in-question made a disparaging remark against the Soviet Dictator, it seems that Old Joe hunched a passel of feathers up on his back.
After the initial hullabaloo, Old Joe sent a couple of cronies to take out the Duke, and I don’t mean in a nice way.
The FBI approached our hero, (just in case you didn’t know, John Wayne is the hero), to warn the manly man to leave town to avoid approaching danger.
The Duke would not hear of it. He would not leave to protect himself. Along with the FBI, Mr. Wayne devised a plan that allowed the hit-men to approach the cowboy alone in his hotel room.
The FBI staked out the adjoining room and put an end to the deed before it could begin.
Believe it or not, this story is true, at least this is the way it was relayed to me . . . so I guess you can take it for what it’s worth . . . or not.
I hope this makes you think how odd this world can be, and that you have learned something new to start the week. Just remember the tale you read no matter how interesting or not, was another bit of useless information from me to you.
Have a great week and enjoy the love of God that pours from the heavens down on His creation.
March 28, 2022 · 9:20 AM
I look around my home and am amazed at the surplus of devices that required an inventor, nay, a series of inventors, to build on each other’s work until the product was complete.
When working on a novel, most situations entailed within the worlds I manufacture, use sunlight during the day, or fire once the sun sets, to light the way.
Sunlight brings to mind one of the most famous items ever to wear the title of ‘invention.’ I’m speaking of the light bulb. This valuable commodity in most cases is attributed to Thomas Edison as the lone designer; however, according to interestingengeneering.com, many historians claim that no less than 20 inventors produced various designs of incandescent light bulbs long before Edison.
One of the most important steps making Edison’s invention possible was the work of the great British scientist Sir Humphrey Davy. In 1802, he was able to produce the world’s first true artificial electric light.
I don’t mean to beat up on the genius that is Thomas Edison; however, he is the brains behind the think tank of many inventions credited solely to him.
I hope this little tidbit of information causes a wrinkle in your brain and moreover I pray the week ahead is one of the best you’ve ever had, only to be eclipsed by the week after next. God bless and I’ll talk atcha Monday week . . . and leave a light on for me.
March 22, 2022 · 9:31 AM
Value is placed upon many different things. The old saying, “One man’s trash is another man’s treasure,” never rang truer.
Some place a great store of worth on the people in their lives, family, friends, and acquaintances.
Others tend to appreciate a nice car, a fine house, or a flashy boat.
Gourmet cooking will be enough to satisfy some foodies. This I know to be true as I fancied myself a chef, learning to cook dishes such as: beef wellington, spanakopita, white pizza, copper river salmon, whole hogs, grilled lobster, and clams carbonara, to mention a few.
Pleasure is derived from music, theater, and a great many other disciplines in the entertainment field.
One valuabled item, the diamond, owes its pricing to the quantity allowed into the market to sell. According to cleanorigin.com, this is attained by releasing only enough diamonds to satisfy the diamond demand, causing the illusion of seemingly lower supply.
Medium.com tells us, “Diamonds are intrinsically worthless.” Former De Beers chairman (and billionaire) Nicky Oppenheimer, once succinctly explained, “Diamonds aren’t forever. They actually decay, faster than most rocks.”
Well, there you have it. I wonder if diamonds are still a girl’s best friend? Being a guy, if I had my druthers, I’d take a soft-shelled crab sandwich over jewelry any day, but that’s just me.
Have a great week and don’t forget, God adores you and wants the best for you!
March 14, 2022 · 8:55 AM
Do You Ever Step Outside Morning or Night Just to Appreciate the Beautiful Creation That God has Given Us in Which to Dwell?
Do you ever step outside morning or night just to appreciate the beautiful creation that God has given us in which to dwell?
Occasionally I do, but if you’re anything like me, most of the time you take it for granted. Of the many gifts I received from God, writing is one of my favorites.
Of all the many things, you can do wielding a pen, creating different worlds, characters, and situations are among the coolest. Put that against life in today’s world and you’ll find yourself up against overwhelming amounts of mindless drivel.
For instance, new medications are seemingly hitting the pharmacy every day, some with devastating side effects. On the other hand, television-based, ambulance-chasing lawyers attempting to build a lawsuit out of each one of the potential side effects run rampant.
This stream of drugs is not only repetitive of one another, but also introduced with an excessive frequency. Doctors and pharmacists are the ones primarily responsible for dispersing these medications. These professionals cannot possibly keep up with the ins and outs of each and every chemical compound released for consumption.
Please, understand my point. I think that medications are miracles in and of themselves. I am a firm believer in Dupont’s slogan, “Better living through chemistry.” I take my share of medications and supplements and previously worked for a pharmaceutical company.
It just seems as though we have too many drugs that do the same thing. Not that we don’t need a variety, because we do, but perhaps we should consider if we really need them all.
Well, go figure. Through penning this post, I have managed irrevocably to confuse myself. With that, I will excuse myself and announce . . . nuff said.
Have a great week, take your medications and regard them as tiny miracles that can cure simple ailments, which would have put you in the grave not so many years ago.
God bless you, keep you and shine His countenance upon you. Have a fantastic week!
Be sure to keep the Ukraine people in your prayers.
February 28, 2022 · 9:49 AM
You’ll have to admit that it’s quite unusual when the meaning of a particular subject turns back upon itself, leaving the original definition a complete 180 from whence it began. Such is the case with the French surname, Chauvin. Who would’a thunk?
According to Tahlequah daily press, Nicholas Chauvin was a patriot in Napoleon’s army. He exuded such a fierce loyalty for Napoleon Bonaparte; his name became synonymous and even means, ‘loyal.’
Quite a twist from the “male chauvinist pig” I recall hearing as a young man.
Just another interesting tidbit of useless information to begin your week.
May God bless you so richly that your spiritual portfolio splits and doubles two-fold.
February 21, 2022 · 4:12 PM