Holy Water, Batman! It’s the pope!
Y’know… It’s funny when you get so busy, that you forget about some things. Take for example, this WordPress Blog I have….
I got pretty busy with college and work, that I almost toally forgot I even had a WordPress account at all! LOL!
Look for more frequent updates in the coming months!
I was just thinking about some of the crazy stuff that’s happened in the last decade or so and I guess I had a kind of a realization. If you really think about it, there was some good that came out of certain events. Whether it was the 9/11 attacks, the derecho that hit Southern Illinois, or Hurricane Katrina, one major good thing happened out of each of these events.
any guesses?
I’ll give you a hint…
When was the last time you really talked to your neighbor? Your family? Your friends?
That’s right! we actually communicated with each other! Everyone came together as a community and helped each other out in a desperate situation.
Now just to be clear, I’m not suggesting we should make some drastic event occur on a regular basis. I’m just saying that not everything bad that happens is all bad.
…or should I say every cloud has a silver lining?
True Story:
My computer had crashed about a month ago, due to a program I was using [Windows 7 user advice: DO NOT EVER try to tweak your OS more than your Logon screen, unless you TRULY know what you’re doing! Trust me on this!] and wound up having to restore my computer to factory settings. Well, this week, I’m probably as close to where I was, pre-crash, as I was going to get after installing iTunes. Everything seemed fine until I plugged in my iPod……
Yeah.
Apparently, iTunes automatically assumes that you want it to run your life! As soon as I plugged my iPod in, iTunes comes up, strips my iPod of all it’s music, and locks it out to where all I can do now is view my notes and contacts, and play games……
Since the damage was already done, and iTunes was saying it couldn’t read my iPod, and that I needed to restore it [?] I was going to go ahead and let it do so. One small problem: I can’t find my .IPG files. Not good.
The iPod Classic wasn’t meant for games in all honesty, but a rousing game of Scrabble helps me get my mind in gear while totally confusing educating me with new words [Revenant was a cool one, and I had to look it up. But I think the computer cheats by allowing fake words…]
Back on topic, for some reason, my iPod games weren’t backed up, and I wasn’t about to pay for them all over again [as I am a broke college student!], so I dug around looking for a way to save my games from my iPod. that didn’t take too long, but was still pretty pain-staking.
So I finally got those games backed up, and restored, and told iTunes to leave my iPod alone for now…
Lesson #1: Don’t mess with the OS
Lesson #2: BACK EVERYTHING UP!
If you happened to have read my last two posts, or you happen to know me pretty well, you probably already realized this. I knew about it all along, but after seeing the previous two “confessions” I realized just how bad it really is!
Even though I had a set direction and path that I wanted to take with these, I totally veered off an some wild tangent. Even after seeing where I took it I’m left scratching my head as to how I got from “Point A” to “Point R”, when it was supposed to go to “Point B”! LOL!
I’ almost the same way with other things, too. I have several projects that have been on the back burner since I thought of them. Most of the reason for that, though, I can attribute to school obligations.
You really should see me any time I try to do house cleaning! I may start out cleaning my desk, then realize my dishes need to be done, then I notice my bathroom is looking particularly disgusting, followed by recognizing that I haven’t vacuumed in a while [repeat ad nausea…]. Those are the times that annoy me most, because by the end of the day, I’ve accomplished little to nothing! It made it even more hilarious, when I realized that I have all the symptoms of adult A.D.D.!
Oh! Look! Breakfast!
here’s the main idea behind “confessions”: I find life in general amusing. Hopefully you will find a little humor in the way I see things… or at least raise an eyebrow at my musings…
That out of the way…
The first confession is an obvious, if not general, one. Yet despite how obvious it is, i feel it needs to be restated… constantly…
Its kinda like this:
let’S say your given an objective, like climbing Mt Everest with only your pajamas. Now I don’t know about you, but I’m not physically fit enough to climb a hill without getting seriously winded… even with gear! So there are challenges out there that push our limits. Though it seems that when we push ourselves, sometimes we can get passed what we thought was our own limitations. That last bit was a freebie…
So essentially I was trying to point out I am human though there are times that it seems I’M asked to do more than I can get done in the time I have to do it! Not to say that I won’t make the effort, but it makes my head swim!
I’m not sure when I’ll post the next Confessions. I typed this one up with my phone… I don’T like how painstaiking it is having to CONSTANTLY backspace every mistake that I make. Plus having to wait for my phone to catch up to me!!!
here’S a fun idea! take a music group and mash it up with a product or brand name. Then come up with a fun description. I’ll give you an example:
Mattelica: a metal band woth four guys named Ken, differentiated only by hair color.
let’S see what else y’All can come up with!
I just got this one in an email. Bad PUN-chline, but I still got a chuckle from it….
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Bob Hill and his new wife Betty were vacationing in Europe… as it happens, near Transylvania. They were driving in a rental car along a rather deserted highway. It was late and raining very hard. Bob could barely see the road in front of the car. Suddenly, the car skids out of control! Bob attempts to control the car, but to no avail! The car swerves and smashes into a tree. Moments later, Bob shakes his head to clear the fog. Dazed, he looks over at the passenger seat and sees his wife unconscious, with her head bleeding!
Despite the rain and unfamiliar countryside, Bob knows he has to get her medical assistance. Bob carefully picks his wife up and begins trudging down the road. After a short while, he sees a light. He heads towards the light, which is coming from a large, old house. He approaches the door and knocks. A minute passes. A small, hunched man opens the door. Bob immediately blurts, “Hello, my name is Bob Hill, and this is my wife Betty. We’ve been in a terrible accident, and my wife has been seriously hurt. Can I please use your phone?”
“I’m sorry,” replied the hunchback, “but we don’t have a phone. My master is a doctor; come in, and I will get him!” Bob brings his wife in. An older man comes down the stairs.
“I’m afraid my assistant may have misled you. I am not a medical doctor; I am a scientist. However, it is many miles to the nearest clinic, and I have had a basic medical training. I will see what I can do. Igor, bring them down to the laboratory.”
With that, Igor picks up Betty and carries her downstairs, with Bob following closely. Igor places Betty on a table in the lab. Bob collapses from exhaustion and his own injuries, so Igor places Bob on an adjoining table.
After a brief examination, Igor’s master looks worried. “Things are serious, Igor. Prepare a transfusion.” Igor and his master work feverishly, but to no avail. Bob and Betty Hill are no more.
The Hills’ deaths upset Igor’s master greatly. Wearily, he climbs the steps to his conservatory, which houses his grand piano. For it is here that he has always found solace. He begins to play, and a stirring, almost haunting melody fills the house.
Meanwhile, Igor is still in the lab tidying up. His eyes catch movement, and he notices the fingers on Betty’s hand twitch, keeping time to the haunting piano music. Stunned, he watches as Bob’s arm begins to rise, marking the beat! He is further amazed as Betty and Bob both sit up straight!
Unable to contain himself, he dashes up the stairs to the conservatory.
He bursts in and shouts to his master:
“Master, Master!…
The Hills are alive with the sound of music!”
