His Special Place
Theodor: Beryllium. Boron. Bromine. Barium….
Jill: What is he doing?
Tina: Oh, he likes to do that now and then. He lays on the table and spouts off some nonsense. Apparently it calms him down. He calls it his periodic table.
Previously in Jack and Jill: We’re Home
The theme for this week’s Jack and Jill is “periodic table” as suggested by Novroz
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In the Spirit of the Moment
“Hey Sven, how many hours we been plowing snow today?”
“Twenty two, I reckon.”
“Any sign of blacktop yet?”
“Nope. Not a bit. And we’re running out of places to put the snow, too.”
“Hey, wait. Isn’t that the councilman’s car? The one who cut our overtime?”
“Yep. I believe it is.”
“Hee, hee, hee.”
The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the G-man, a host with the most.
For what happened next, see picture #8 in yesterday’s post.
Suzie’s House 347 : Hardly Credible
Why had she done it? Suzie shoved a tray of chocolate chip cookie dough into the oven. In eight minutes they should come out. Surely in that time she could get over her own stupidity. Why had she tried to prove to an interviewer offering a job she didn’t even want that she could use the new version of Quickbooks?
More to the point, why couldn’t she? Why had she fumbled so badly through a program she used to know so well?
The Serialists of March 5th
Featured Author: Old Egg Who rose above expectations to provide us with another episode last week. Thank’s Robin.
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The Weather Again
I’m the first to admit that I talk about the weather entirely too much, but come on. This is getting ridiculous.
Up until a week ago I was still worried about our water tables and the lack of snow all winter long.I’m not worried anymore. We got totally dumped on.
The schools closed both Friday and Monday. The plows have already chewed through what was left of the city budget in overtime. An avalanche wiped out a house on the edge of town. Several skiers have needed rescue and a snowmobiler died.
Frankly, just looking out the window, I wasn’t all that impressed. Yes, we got a lot of snow, but I’ve seen it come down heavier in Wisconsin. Yes, we had high winds, but nothing like the winds that ripped the tiles off my roof a few years ago. And yes, it got very, very cold, but we had colder days earlier this year.
Then the sky cleared. It only lasted an hour or two. but it was eery after so much wind and snow. The fact we knew it was only about half way over didn’t help. I suddenly felt as though I was in a Winter hurricane.
The forecast is from more snow all week long. *sigh* It IS March, isn’t it?
Welcome Page Until 3/2/14
I went to Mongolia this summer. It was quite the trip.
We flew into Ulaanbaatar first, and made it our central hub. International flights limited us to a total of 44 lb. of luggage. Within Mongolia that limit drops down to 33 lb. So each time we left Ulaanbaatar we would leave one suitcase with part of our stuff and take another. Between each segment of the trip we spent a night at the same hotel. That’s where my only hotspot for the trip could be found.
We’re Home
Jill: Mom! Theodor! We’re home. You would not believe what we….
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Previously in Jack and Jill: Proud of Himself
The theme for this week’s Jack and Jill is “wooly mammoth” as suggested by Brian Miller
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Rear View
“Look in front of you!” He pounded the dashboard.
“I AM. I AM, Dad. Why are you always getting on my case,” the young man said.
“All right, then. What do you see in front of you?”
“Road.”
“And?”
“Um… mountains. Snow. Clouds. What? What do you want me to say?”
“How about ‘Truck’ for starters.”
The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the G-man, a host with the most.
Beijing
On out way to Mongolia, we stopped off in Beijing. We only spent a few hours in the airport and only left the international wing long enough to go through paperwork. We didn’t see much of anything. On the way back, we spent a night in town.
A few decades ago I visited China a part of an education-based tour group through my university. At that time, Beijing was a third world country with a broken asphalt road between the airport and the rest of the city. I remember donkey carts, peddled carts, impossible loads, and bicycles everywhere.
Things have changed.
1. There are no where near as many bicycles and a lot more cars.
Suzie’s House 346: The Forgotten Man
Vin had steak in mind when he walked into the kitchen. That or maybe he’d grill up some ribs. He was pretty sure one or the other would the thawed because it was his turn to cook and everyone in the house knew he didn’t aspire to any French cooking.
So the complete disaster that confronted him wasn’t particularly welcome.
The Serialists of Feb 26th
Featured Author: Ann Pino whom I frequently count on in many ways.
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Sudden Decisions
A few years ago we bought this:
I love this truck. It gets great gas mileage, can haul the whole family plus a payload, is distinctive, and is very simple. No electronic bells and buzzers in this thing. The windows are all hand-cranked. It’s a stick shift. I like that basic nature.
Unluckily it has a major flaw. The dealership we bought it from went out of business, and no one in town can get parts for it. I can’t even get an air filter that fits right.
It was supposed to be entirely off-the-shelf for parts, but apparently that shelf was somewhere in China. I managed to track down a web site, and even got someone to email in English with me, but was not able to get either parts or schematics.
In other words, it’s not going to be much longer before it’s scrap.
