Here is the answer to yesterday’s riddle:
There is no mother bull, since bulls are all male
Today’s Riddle from MindTrap
Which one of the following words does not belong and why?
Father
Aunt
Sister
Cousin
Mother
Uncle
Have fun!!!
Here is the answer to yesterday’s riddle:
There is no mother bull, since bulls are all male
Today’s Riddle from MindTrap
Which one of the following words does not belong and why?
Father
Aunt
Sister
Cousin
Mother
Uncle
Have fun!!!
Ok,
Here is today’s riddle.
If a daddy bull weighs 1,200 pounds and eats twelve bales of hay each day, and a baby bull, who weighs 300 pounds eats three bales of hay each day, how much hay then should a mommy bull eat if she weighs 800 pounds?
Feel free to use the comment field to share your answer.
The answer tomorrow.
OK, here is the answer to the “not-to-tough riddle” from a couple days ago.
We have been talking to my oldest for quite some time about what it means to be a Christian. We told her about the sin we are all plagued with, and the need for repentance. We talked about asking Jesus into her heart, and becoming a follower. After that, we pretty much left the issue up to her. We wanted this decision to be her own.
A few months ago, she asked my wife about how she asked Jesus into her heart. She told her.
The next night, she asked me all about it. I told her.
A few night’s later she asked my wife how it felt when Jesus came into her heart. She told her all about it.
Some time has past, but on Saturday night, she asked us about it again, and said she wanted to do it herself.
We led her as she prayed.
Afterwards, I explained that she is a child of God, just like me. “I guess that sort of makes us like Brother and Sister” I said. She just smiled. “However, I’m still your daddy down here”.
Taxes:
Done for the year. At least my Federal ones are. I need to file that early so I can get my return in time to pay my State return.
I can see how tempting it is for some to cheat the sytem. Using the software, I frequently change variables just to see what kind of difference it makes.
What would happen if I witheld a little more?
What would happen if I donated more?
What would happen if I sold the house for $500,000
What would happen if I sold one of the kids for $500,000
What would happen if our June baby was born 6 months premature.
But, when I fix all those “what-ifs” things pretty much work out even. I guess that is the way it is supposed to be. I should have a zero return. That means I am doing everything right, but that early spring suprise of a couple thousand dollars is always welcome.
But that is not happening this year. We are pretty much breaking even.
Oh yeah…
Here is where I am supposed to make a nice statement about how I should feel blessed that I have money to worry about in the first place. I have felt that way in the past. I will feel that way tomorrow. I just don’t feel that way now. I am going to close my eyes, go to bed and dream of tax forms, deductions, investments and audits.
On Saturday night, my Daughter became my sister.
To tease the issue, I will explain it in a later posting…
No one reads this, or so I thought.
I made an effort to post every week (or 3), but then I was “talked to” during lunch today. A couple co-workers mentioned that they haven’t seen any new posts in a few days.
I mentioned that I really didn’t have a whole lot to say, and was reminded that, in “Blogland”, that really doesn’t matter. Content is second only to “freshness”.
I learned, quite some time ago, that it takes 3 weeks to establish a good (or evil) habit. I have decided to hurry the process along and see if I can establish a habit in 2 weeks. I have made a promise to these “lunch-buddies” that I would post something new every day for the next 2 weeks.
If I fail, I will take them out to Olive Garden (actually, that part isn’t true… I just included it to make sure they are paying attention.).
So, here goes… I am switching into “hyper-blog”.
I love the double negative. In news writing, it can often leave the meaning of a headline vague.
Here is the headline from CNN:
Bush Speaks to Anti-Abortion Protesters
http://www.cnn.com/2005/LAW/01/24/bush.abortion.ap/index.html
That headline could be read to mean The president is speaking to those protesting the anti-abortion movement.
Or, it could be read to mean The president is speaking to those protesters who are Anti-Abortion.
Whether anti-abortion is a noun or an adjective makes this headline particularily fun.
Liners, in Radio terms, are those little greetings or positioning statements, often made by celebrities. “Hi I’m so-and-so, and you’re listening to…”
I am wondering, how valuable they really are. Are there listener’s out there who think “Wow… Cher just happened to stop by the studio, pop open the mic, and say a quick word or two…” Or even more realistic, are their people who think, “Wow… Bruce Springsteen must really love KXXX, Today’s Classic Rock”
People in radio don’t ask for autographs. It is considered unprofessional. But I have seen some “radio-heads” get as rabid as autograph seeking kids, when it comes to finding an artist and getting a great liner.
Could it be that it is the only way for some of these radio folks to have an excuse to talk to an artist?
Has the day of the liner come and gone, or is it still a timeless radio tool.
“I’m CB, and you are visiting the best blog for today’s random thoughts… Blysse”
My life is surrounded by the church.
That’s not a bad thing, but I realized a while back, that my life had no influence outside of the church. I work in a “religious” environment, and all of my extra time is spent in church or para-church involvements (even my recreation is usually with a bunch of guys from church).
So I decided I needed to get involved in my community. If I really want to influence my neighbors, I need to do stuff with them.
I recognize that will become easier this fall when my daughter starts at the local public school, but I wanted to start on my own.
I joined a citizens advisory board in our town.
I realized my need for this type of involvement when one of the meetings started.
Before the meeting began, I was taking some notes regarding things I wanted to talk about. The city adminstrator walked in and suggested that we start the meeting. Instictively, I dropped my pen and prepared to be led in a short prayer.
I realized right away, that I needed to be there.
Today is January 17, and it is currently -12 F in the Twin Cities. Yesterday when we got up for church, the thermometer in the truck read -16.
I don’t mind the cold so much. I don’t really have to spend a lot of time out there. But here is what I have noticed.
Once the weather gets below zero, I really don’t care what the exact temperature is. -2 feels the same to me as -22. In fact, I would prefer not to know. It is a bit harder on the psyche, but not necessarily on the body. So I would prefer to step outside on a brisk -22 day, and think “Gee. it must be around zero today”.
It all feels the same to me.
The only time I am able to tell the difference, is when the gas bill shows up.