Boomer Quiz of the Week:

1. What themes represented the following days of the week on the Mickey Mouse club?

Monday
Tuesday
Wednesday
Thursday
Friday

2. Who sang “Wild Thing?”

3. Who ran against Dwight D. Eisenhower in the 1952 election?

4. What year did the hula hoop become popular?

5. Who wore white buckskin shoes?

Boomer Trivia Questions – 2/6/07

1. Who was Midnight the Cat?

2. What was the name of Dale Evans’ horse?

3. Who hosted Ding Dong School?

4. Who was Uncle Milty?

5. Who were Beany and Cecil?

1. Hello :: good buy


2. Flinstone :: Barkne


3. Corn :: Mush


4. Interview :: Talk


5. Deviant :: some people


6. Concept :: Idea


7. Bridge :: overpass


8. Karen :: disney


9. Encounter :: met


10. Biological :: mother

//subliminal.lunanina.com Unconscious Mutterings.

In other news

The Penny

You always hear the usual stories of pennies on the sidewalk being good luck, gifts from angels, etc.

This is the first time I've ever heard this twist on the story. Gives you something to think about.

Several years ago, a friend of mine and her husband were invited to spend the weekend at the husband's employer's home. My friend, Arlene, was nervous about the weekend.

The boss was very wealthy, with a fine home on the waterway, and cars costing more than her house.

The first day and evening went well, and Arlene was delighted to have this rare glim pse into how the very wealthy live.

The husband's employer was quite generous as a host, and took them to the finest restaurants. Arlene knew she would never have the opportunity to indulge in this kind of extravagance again, so she was enjoying herself immensely!

As the three of them were about to enter an exclusive restaurant that evening, the boss was walking slightly ahead of Arlene and her husband. He stopped suddenly, looking down on the pavement for a long, silent moment.
Arlene wondered if she was supposed to pass him. There was nothing on the ground except a single darkened penny that someone had dropped, and a few cigarette butts.

Still silent, the man reached down and picked up the penny He held it up and smiled, then put it in his pocket as if he had found a great treasure! How absurd! What need did this man have for a single penny? Why would he even take the time to stop and pick it up?

Throughout dinner, the entire scene nagged at her.

Finally, she could stand it no longer!

She causally mentioned that her daughter once had a coin collection, and asked if the penny he had found had been of some value.

A smile crept across the man's face as he reached into his pocket for the penny and held it out for her to see. She had seen many pennies before! What was the point of this?

"Look at it." He said.

"Read what it says."

She read the words "United States of America."

"No, not that; read further."

"One cent?"

"No, keep reading."

"In God we Trust?"

"Yes!"

"And?"

"And if I trust in God, the name of God is holy, even on a coin. Whenever I find a coin I see that inscription. It is written on every single United States coin, but we never seem to notice it!

God drops a message right in front of me telling me to trust Him? Who am I to pass it by? When I see a coin, I pray, I stop to see if my trust IS still in God at that moment. I pick the coin up as a response to God; that I do trust in Him.

For a short time, at least, I cherish it as if it were gold. I think it is God's way of starting a conversation with me.

Lucky for me, God is patient and pennies are plentiful!
When I was out shopping today, I found a penny on the sidewalk. I stopped and picked it up, and realized that I had been worrying and fretting in my mind about things I cannot change.

I read the words, "In God We Trust," and had to laugh. Yes, God, I get the message.

It seems that I have been finding an inordinate number of pennies in the last few months, but then, pennies are plentiful!

And, God is patient...

Have a blessed day!!

1. Nick :: Santa


2. Focus :: Look


3. Police :: Nab


4. Miles :: time


5. Earn :: wage


6. Twice :: once


7. Razor :: blade


8. Personality :: none


9. Dumped :: ex


10. Reliable :: husband

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1. Theft :: steal
2. Storage :: packrat
3. Pick :: choose
4. Los Angeles :: Dallas
5. The one :: and only
6. Accent :: Thick
7. Rivalry :: win
8. Process :: done
9. Streets :: cities
10. Museum :: yawn

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NASCAR - TEXAS - THIS WEEKEND - WHOO HOO!

1. Costume :: dog


2. Beg :: dog


3. Hottie :: dog


4. Celebrity :: dog


5. Saturday :: dog


6. Buckle :: dog


7. Doorbell :: dog


8. Rude :: cat


9. Absence :: dog


10. Hyper :: dog

Me at a usual day at work:

Well I just joined the National Novel Writing Month contest starting in November - to write a novel of 50,000 WORDS in one month. I can at least get started on that mystery I want to write - so I will be a writing fool in November. It's located at .

A new photo of the dog, Auggie:






I'M BACK!

It has been a while since I have been on the old blog and I see they are doing away with Blogspot Plus so I will have to learn FTP again, oh well, it won't be that hard. I hope they stop charging me for the Plus.

It's been a while since I have been on line but: -------------------------

New job - not telling - taking it easy with my cat:

I was laid off (gentle wording) six weeks ago. I am now on unemployment and have read over ten books, watching a lot of televisions and playing useless games on the internet.

I am going crazy.

I got a link to Fark submitted: If a vampire was president of the United States... (Link goes to legendary past vampire presidents)

and the winning photoshop was:



Thanks to Astrnomr (probably spelled wrong) - with 150 votes.

I'm back - no job - but cooking:

Dallas' Finest:
The ex-husband (police officer) put pictures of his ex, also a police officer (who was nude in the photo) on an amateur nude photo web site. She is furious about it as she did not know he had done it. He claims she knew about it.

Jerry Jones:

Did a good thing for a change. Signed Emmitt Smith to a "contract" so Emmitt could retire with the Cowboys. From: Yahoo – "Breaking down in tears and grasping his beloved Dallas Cowboys helmet, Emmitt Smith retired Thursday after a 15-year career in which he became the NFL's career rushing leader and played a key role on three Super Bowl champions."

ES was one of the greats. Wish Dallas had someone like him on the team now – are you listening Parcells?

News Flash:

Lubbock, Texas is still reeling over experiment done by "scientists" last weekend that bubba's and creme sherry do not mix. Backs up experiment done in Hawaii in 1970s done with 7 whiskey sours. Also, experiment that tequila, wine and yellow Cadillacs do not mix.

LATE GOODBYE TO 2004

I want to thank all of you who have taken the time and trouble to send me your damn chain letters over the past year.

Thank you for making me feel safe, secure, blessed, and wealthy.

Because of your concern...

I no longer can drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains.

I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr Pepper since the people who make these products are atheists who refuse

to put "Under God" on their cans.

I no longer drink anything out of a can because I will get sick from the rat feces and urine.

I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer.

I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be pricked with a needle infected with AIDS.

I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day.

I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me.

I no longer receive packages from UPS or FedEx since they are actually Al Qaeda in disguise.

I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support our American troops.

I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a stupid number for which

I will get the phone bill from hell with calls to Jamaica, Uganda , Singapore , and Uzbekistan .>

I no longer eat pre-packaged foods because the estrogens they contain will turn me gay.

I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.
I no longer date the opposite sex because they will take my kidneys and leave me taking a nap in a bathtub full of ice.


I no longer have any sneakers -- but that will change once I receive my free replacement pair from Nike.

I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have their recipe.

I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me and St Theresa's novena has granted my every wish.

Thanks to you, I have learned that God only answers my prayers if I forward an email to seven of my friends and make a wish within five

minutes. (Jeeze, the BIBLE did not mention it works that way!)

I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl who is about to die in the hospital (for the 1,387,258th time).

I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in

their special e-mail program.

Yes, I want to thank all of you soooooooo much for looking out for me!

I will now return the favor. If you don't send this e-mail to at least 1200 people in the next 60 seconds, a large bird with diarrhea will

crap on your head at 5:00 pm this afternoon and the fleas of a thousand camels will infest your armpits.

I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of a friend of a friend's neighbor's cousin twice removed.

Happy New Year!

In city news:

On a serious note and a good one - Councilman Lipscomb issued a letter of apology printed in the editorial page of the Dallas Morning News comparing the mayor to Hitler. Kudos to Mr. Lipscomb.


On other news from the City - we have the additional exemption now from the DCAD on our property taxes - the lower taxes are even on its web site, but I cannot get the County tax office to issue a new bill. I have called my Dallas Commissioner and see if they will do something so I can the new lower bill.

But know the City, I am now holding my breath.



On a light note:

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE
....one old love
she can imagine
going back to..
and one who reminds
her how far she has come...


A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE

....enough money within her
control to move out and
rent a place of her own
even if she never wants
to or needs to...

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE

...something perfect to wear if
the employer or date of her dreams
wants to see her in an hour...

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE

...a youth she's content
to leave behind...


A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE


....a past juicy enough that
she's looking forward to
retelling it in her old age...


A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE

....a set of screwdrivers,
cordless drill, and a black
lace bra...


A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE

...one friend who always makes
her laugh... and one who lets
her cry...


A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE

....a good piece of furniture
not previously owned by anyone
else in her family..


A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE

....eight matching plates, wine
glasses with stems, and a recipe
for a meal that will make her
guests feel honored..


A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE

....a feeling of control over
her destiny...


EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
...how to fall in love without
losing herself...


EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...

...how to quit a job,
break up with a lover,
and confront a friend
without ruining the friendship...
and how to change a tire!!!!!!!


EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...

....when to try harder... and
when to walk away...


EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...

....that she can't change the
length of her calves, the width
of her hips, or the nature of her
parents...


EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...

....that her childhood may not!
have been perfect...but it's
over...


EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...

....what she would and wouldn't
do for love or more...


EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...

...how to live alone... even if
she doesn't like it...


EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...

....whom she can trust,
whom she can't,
and why she shouldn't
take it personally...


EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...

....where to go...
be it to her best friend's kitchen table...
or a charming inn in the woods...
when her soul needs soothing...


EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...

what she can and can't
accomplish in a day...
a month...and a year...

If I didn't have dogs . . .

I could walk around safely barefoot in the dark .

My house could be carpeted instead of tiled and laminated .

All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture, and cars would be free of dog
hair .

When the doorbell rang, it wouldn't sound like the SPCA kennels .

When the doorbell rang, I could get to the door without wading thru
three dog bodies who beat me there .

I could sit how I wanted to on the couch without taking into
consideration where several little fur bodies would need to get .

I would not have strange presents under my tree . . . like dog bones,
stuffed animals and have to answer to people why I wrap them up .

I would not be on a first name basis with a vet.

Most used words in my vocabulary would not be: potty, outside, sit,
down, come, no, and leave him/her ALONE.

My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates .

My purse would not contain things like poop pick up bags and dog treats
.
I would no longer have to spell the world B-A-L-L and F-R-I-S-B-E-E .

I would not buy weird things to stuff into "kongs", or have to explain
why I'm buying them, or what a "kong" is .

I would not have as many leaves INSIDE my house as outside .

I would not look strangely at people who think having their ONE dog ties
them down too much .

I would not have to answer the question why do I have so many dogs from
people who will never have the joy in their life of knowing they are loved unconditionally by something as close to an angel as they will ever get. Who
else has a friend who considers you the MOST important thing in the whole
wide world all the time.


Author Unknown