I recently upgraded a computer for a woman, a pale brunette with a Slavic accent. Imagine if Bela Lugosi had a daughter with Lydia from Beetlejuice. “Do you need to be set up as an administrator?” I asked her. “Yes,” she began. And then a dark, conspiratorial, accented whisper: “I want all de powa!”
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Faith, Books, and Stuff
Month: July 2009
If you read my previous post about Whiskey in the Jar, I told you that story so I can tell you this story. Several years ago at a party we were playing Encore, a game where, when given a word or a topic, you have to sing seven consecutive words of a song on that word […]
Whiskey in the Jar is an Irish folk song dating to the 1600s. The song has been covered by scads of musical acts, including The Kingston Trio, The Ernies, and Metallica. It’s about a Irish highwayman who robs an English captain and then returns to his woman with the money. After he goes to sleep, […]
I love books, and have for a long time. I think a lot of it stems from when I was a kid, when we would go to the mall. Mom and my brother would go somewhere, and dad and I would go to the bookstore. I don’t know what dad was looking at, but I […]
Pronounced SHIB-ol-eth. A shibboleth is a word, phrase, or mannerism that a group of people uses as a test to see if other people are members of that group. It might also be a joke. For example: There are 10 kinds of people in the world: those that understand binary code, and those that don’t. […]
German word, pronounced “SHAHD-n-FROID-uh.” The literal translation is “shameful laughing,” and it means laughing at the misfortunes of others, kind of like I do in that story about Timmy’s cough.
My dad, Lonnie, had a lot of skills: auto mechanic, aircraft mechanic, small aircraft pilot, welder, torchcutter, and storyteller. You can see how most of those overlap quite a bit. So it was a great surprise when he told me he had taken typing when he was in high school. It came out like this: […]
President Truman was a musician and a Missourian. However, he didn’t care much for our state song, The Missouri Waltz: “It’s a ragtime song and if you let me say what I think–I don’t give a [expletive deleted] about it, but I can’t say it out loud because it’s the song of Missouri. It’s as […]
Okay, I am back and ready to post… well I will try to get back to it. My husband has taught me how to schedule a post to be published later so that I can write several and then have them update regularly. I am such a newbie. Sorry for the delay I hope to […]