Wednesday, March 20, 2019

Random Thoughts and Rolling Eyes

Happy Hump Day

(Two weeks in a row. Can you believe it?)

I tried a different format last time and I think I'll stay with it for now. 

Random thoughts...

On writing -

I read a blog post a while back - I can't remember the author - about the problem of roving body parts in writing. You know the type of thing I mean... "Her eyes traveled around the room." or  "His jaw dropped to the floor."  Yes, we all know it's unlikely a pair of eyeballs were wandering around the room or a jaw actually hit the floor, so these sentences probably need to be re-written.

But the author of this particular post also took exception to the phrase "she rolled her eyes".  I don't agree with that one. The gesture commonly referred to as rolling one's eyes usually includes looking upward and then to the side and possibly down (if added emphasis is needed)...actually using the eye muscles to move the eyeball in its socket. Maybe not a complete roll but at least a partial circle. More importantly, the phrase "rolled her eyes" to describe this gesture is so commonplace it's like using the word "shrug" to describe the quick lifting and lowering of the shoulders. It defines the action and everyone knows what it means.

I know I'm in a minority here but I'm just curious. Does anyone agree that "rolled her eyes" should be removed from the list of roving body part no-nos?

On family -

I'd like to congratulate the Indian Hill High School Braves Wrestling Team on taking first place in the Cincinnati Hills League Championship for the second straight year. 


I especially want to congratulate my grandson Cooper who wrapped up his high school wrestling career this year by winning the CHL individual championship in his weight class, making it into the fourth round at Districts, and compiling a record of 106 wins during his four years as co-captain of the varsity wrestling team. 


 He's already committed to wrestle for Gettysburg College next year.

Am I bragging? Heck, yeah.


Your Happy Hump Day Funny -

During a visit to my doctor I asked, " How do you determine whether or not an older person should be put in an old age home?"

"Well," he said, "we fill up a bathtub, then we offer a teaspoon, a teacup and a bucket to the person to empty the bathtub."

"Oh, I get it," I said. "A normal person would use the bucket because it is bigger than the spoon or the teacup." "No. A normal person would pull the plug. Do you want a bed near the window?"



And, of course, your Aw -



Don't you want to give him a big hug?


That's all for today. If you've made it this far, please take another minute and say hi. It makes my day.

Have a great week.

Words of wisdom for today:

Never test the depth of the water with both feet.
 

Wednesday, March 13, 2019

Are You Still Out There?

HAPPY HUMP DAY

I obviously wandered away from the blogosphere this past year so I have no idea if anyone will notice this post but I want to say hi. I've been off trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up. I won't bore you with the details. At least, not in this post.  Let's do some random thoughts instead.

On writing - Here's something I didn't know, that I thought was interesting.  I recently had a previously published short story picked up for a re-print in another anthology.  Since the story had already been published, I wasn't expecting a lot of edits in the copy proof. Surprise! The editor of the new anthology made bunches of changes, mostly in punctuation. I went back and looked at the copy proofs from the original publication and many of the new changes reversed punctuation changes from the original edit which, in turn, were changes from how I wrote it.  I guess it all depends on which set of rules you follow. Sure seems to be a lot of them.

On family - We had a happening last week. (Yes, that's our Marine and he's holding a ring box.)



She said yes.

On Hump Day - Well, of course I have a hump day funny for you.


A guy was getting ready to tee off on the first hole when a second golfer approached and asked if he could join him. The first said that he usually played alone, but agreed to the twosome.

They were even after the first few holes. The second guy said, "We're about evenly matched, how about playing for five bucks a hole?" The first guy said that he wasn't much for betting, but agreed to the terms.

The second guy won the remaining sixteen holes with ease.

As they were walking off number eighteen, the second guy was busy counting his $80.00. He confessed that he was the pro at a neighboring course and liked to pick on suckers. The first fellow revealed that he was the Parish Priest. The pro was flustered and apologetic, offering to return the money. The Priest said, "You won fair and square and I was foolish to bet with you. You keep your winnings."

The pro said, "Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?"

The Priest said, "Well, you could come to Mass on Sunday and make a donation...... And, if you want to bring your mother and father along, I'll marry them."


Oh, that's so bad.

For me, that "on bended knee" picture above qualifies as an "aw", but in case it didn't do it for you...


I know those eyes got you.



Okay, that's all for now. I'm going to make the rounds and try to visit everyone this week. I hope no one moved.  If you stop by, please say hi. I've missed you.


Thought for the Day:

Your future self is watching you right now through memories.