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January 21, 2017
Going To Be Super Elated Tomorrow
Sorry for with the late start of the day writing myBlog.But,with the house cleaningand with washing the clothes,the day got away from me.I actually wanted to work on a new music video for today,so since I am mentioning it now,I'll have to follow through on it,during the coming week.You will have to forgive me tomorrow if I do not write before late in the evening tomorrow.InNorth Americawe are in the midst of theNFL's Playoffsand I predicted onSeptember 1st,that theGreen Bay Packerswere going to theSuperbowl!You can read that story on my Post;The Green Bay Packers Are Going To The Super Bowl.So I will be hard pressed to be away from my Television for any length of time,though I will get one video done during the week,I promise.I have to promise too,for the5 or 6 GroupiesI still have out there who remember theRock N' Roll Bands I was in during the eighties.Groups likePolitics,The Uncalled Four,(Not the same group from California.)Mud Sharks,The Boll Weevils,andTwoBuckHowie With The Exact Change!Normally I like to talk aboutScientific StoriesonSaturdays that I have been reading,so I will continue that trend today.I find these next two stories very interesting.
Hubble gazes at a cosmic "Megamaser."
on Science Daily.com
"This galaxy has a far more exciting and futuristic classification than most -- it hosts a Megamaser. Megamasers are intensely bright, around 100 million times brighter than the masers found in galaxies like the Milky Way. The entire galaxy essentially acts as an astronomical laser that beams out microwave emission rather than visible light (hence the 'm' replacing the 'l'). The nuclei are very different. IRAS 16399S appears to be a starburst region, where new stars are forming at an incredible rate. IRAS 16399N, however, is something known as a LINER nucleus (Low Ionization Nuclear Emission Region), which is a region whose emission mostly stems from weakly-ionized or neutral atoms of particular gases. The northern nucleus also hosts a black hole with some 100 million times the mass of the sun!"
Scientists Predict Star Collision Visible To The Naked Eye In 2022.by Merrit Kennedy on NPR.org"Scientists predict that a pair of stars in the constellation Cygnus will collide in 2022, give or take a year, creating an explosion in the night sky so bright that it will be visible to the naked eye. If it happens, it would be the first time such an event was predicted by scientists. Calvin College professor Larry Molnar and his team said in a statement that two stars are orbiting each other now and share a common atmosphere, like two peanuts sharing a single shell. They predict those two stars, jointly called KIC 9832227, will eventually merge and explode ... at which time the star will increase its brightness ten thousand fold, becoming one of the brighter stars in the heavens for a time. That extra-bright star is called a red nova."
Wow,I am going to upgrade my telescope before the year2022 comes around.
This is,Either Going To Be Super Elated Tomorrow If The Packers Win,Or Bummed Out If They Lose,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them.”
- Marcus Aurelius, -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
Like what you are reading,or do not like what you see.Set up my Blog as your Homepage,or sign up as a Follower,or leave a Comment,and I will answer you in a Post.
As always,and I truly mean it.Thanks for reading.
Hubble gazes at a cosmic "Megamaser."
on Science Daily.com
"This galaxy has a far more exciting and futuristic classification than most -- it hosts a Megamaser. Megamasers are intensely bright, around 100 million times brighter than the masers found in galaxies like the Milky Way. The entire galaxy essentially acts as an astronomical laser that beams out microwave emission rather than visible light (hence the 'm' replacing the 'l'). The nuclei are very different. IRAS 16399S appears to be a starburst region, where new stars are forming at an incredible rate. IRAS 16399N, however, is something known as a LINER nucleus (Low Ionization Nuclear Emission Region), which is a region whose emission mostly stems from weakly-ionized or neutral atoms of particular gases. The northern nucleus also hosts a black hole with some 100 million times the mass of the sun!"
Scientists Predict Star Collision Visible To The Naked Eye In 2022.by Merrit Kennedy on NPR.org"Scientists predict that a pair of stars in the constellation Cygnus will collide in 2022, give or take a year, creating an explosion in the night sky so bright that it will be visible to the naked eye. If it happens, it would be the first time such an event was predicted by scientists. Calvin College professor Larry Molnar and his team said in a statement that two stars are orbiting each other now and share a common atmosphere, like two peanuts sharing a single shell. They predict those two stars, jointly called KIC 9832227, will eventually merge and explode ... at which time the star will increase its brightness ten thousand fold, becoming one of the brighter stars in the heavens for a time. That extra-bright star is called a red nova."
Wow,I am going to upgrade my telescope before the year2022 comes around.
This is,Either Going To Be Super Elated Tomorrow If The Packers Win,Or Bummed Out If They Lose,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them.”
- Marcus Aurelius, -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
Like what you are reading,or do not like what you see.Set up my Blog as your Homepage,or sign up as a Follower,or leave a Comment,and I will answer you in a Post.
As always,and I truly mean it.Thanks for reading.
January 20, 2017
Secure In My Manhood
Today is certainly nothing like the"Good Old Days."But nothing never is.
My son,who was lucky enough to get an internship at a hospital,was given $50and asked by a Doctor if he would buy him some lunch.He was told for doing so he could get something for himself.So he bought a shirt.
Keeping on the same medical theme,the last time I was in the hospital my daughter brought me an apple to eat.I was in there for a whole week.One day a nurse walks in,sees the appleand says,"An apple a day keeps the doctor away."I said,"I know, I haven't seen one all week!"
During basic training at Fort Leavenworth,our sergeant asked if anyone had “Artistic Abilities."Having been an architectural draftsman in civilian life,I raised my hand.Then the sergeant announced that everyone would get a three-day pass except for me.I would stay behindand neatly print each soldier’s name onto his Army-issued underwear.
I went to one of those new discountPsychic Tarot Card Readersand when the first card was laid in front of me,it was theDeath Card!I looked to her for supportand she yells outGo Fish!She saw how shaken I was so she quickly shakes herCrystal Balland predicts a large snowstorm coming my way.
A recent joint study conducted by theDepartment of Healthand theDepartment of Motor Vehiclesindicates that 23% of all traffic accidents are alcohol related. This means that the remaining 77% are caused byAssholeswho just drink coffee,carbonated drinks,juices,yogurts,eat hamburgers, and people who think they own the road!
Last month,National University of Singapore Scientistsreleased the results of a recent analysis that revealed the presence of female hormones in beer.
Men should take a concerned look at their beer consumption.The theory is that beer contains female hormones(hormones contain phytoestrogens)and that by drinking enough beer,men turn into women.To test the theory,100 men drank 8 pints of beer each within a 1-hour period.
I am sure the rest of theWorlddoesn't make there beer the same way asSingaporeansdo!$#!)I just broke a nail!
This is,Secure In My Manhood Since I Have Seven Children,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy."- Benjamin Franklin - That is my story and I am sticking to it! Like what you are reading,or do not like what you see.Set up my Blog as your Homepage,or sign up as a Follower,or leave a Comment,and I will answer you in a Post. Thanks for reading.
My son,who was lucky enough to get an internship at a hospital,was given $50and asked by a Doctor if he would buy him some lunch.He was told for doing so he could get something for himself.So he bought a shirt.
Keeping on the same medical theme,the last time I was in the hospital my daughter brought me an apple to eat.I was in there for a whole week.One day a nurse walks in,sees the appleand says,"An apple a day keeps the doctor away."I said,"I know, I haven't seen one all week!"
During basic training at Fort Leavenworth,our sergeant asked if anyone had “Artistic Abilities."Having been an architectural draftsman in civilian life,I raised my hand.Then the sergeant announced that everyone would get a three-day pass except for me.I would stay behindand neatly print each soldier’s name onto his Army-issued underwear.
I went to one of those new discountPsychic Tarot Card Readersand when the first card was laid in front of me,it was theDeath Card!I looked to her for supportand she yells outGo Fish!She saw how shaken I was so she quickly shakes herCrystal Balland predicts a large snowstorm coming my way.
A recent joint study conducted by theDepartment of Healthand theDepartment of Motor Vehiclesindicates that 23% of all traffic accidents are alcohol related. This means that the remaining 77% are caused byAssholeswho just drink coffee,carbonated drinks,juices,yogurts,eat hamburgers, and people who think they own the road!
Last month,National University of Singapore Scientistsreleased the results of a recent analysis that revealed the presence of female hormones in beer.
Men should take a concerned look at their beer consumption.The theory is that beer contains female hormones(hormones contain phytoestrogens)and that by drinking enough beer,men turn into women.To test the theory,100 men drank 8 pints of beer each within a 1-hour period.
I am sure the rest of theWorlddoesn't make there beer the same way asSingaporeansdo!$#!)I just broke a nail!
This is,Secure In My Manhood Since I Have Seven Children,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy."- Benjamin Franklin - That is my story and I am sticking to it! Like what you are reading,or do not like what you see.Set up my Blog as your Homepage,or sign up as a Follower,or leave a Comment,and I will answer you in a Post. Thanks for reading.
January 19, 2017
The Man From Mars - Chapter Two
"Mister Johnson, are you sure you want to spend this kind of money on Carbon Dating and an Alloy Analysis? It seems quite obvious to me that this man, whom you are talking about, is some kind of slick con-artist."
The smirk on the technician's face was clearly the smile of ridicule. But ignorance is bliss as they say. And what does he care? It's my time and my money that we are wasting here. Besides, it's the value of the amulet that I'm really interested in.
"I already paid up front, so why don't you just get along with it and get it done, OK?"
He couldn't stop smiling, so I was surprised when he asked me, "Tell me a little more about this fellow who you say is your real father and from the planet Atlantis. Maybe I'll write a book on it someday."
"Ha, ha." Is all I could think of saying. But what ever had me hooked, believing the old guy and his story, infected me in ways I don't understand. I couldn't help myself it seems. The more I thought about him, the more I wanted to talk about it.
"I kind of made a mistake when I said he was my real father. I should have phrased it in a more Biblical sense. I'm sure you know something about human genetics and that we are all descendants from a particular Mitochondrial Eve. Where each person can trace their lineage back, through their mothers, through the mothers of those mothers, and so on, until all lines converge onto one woman."
"Sorry," the technician said to me. "My expertise is in carbon dating, not genetics. But go on, it sounds like you have done your homework on the subject."
"Well, he told me that, when he came to our planet, the only survivors from Atlantis were him and twelve others of his kind. Five Atlantean men and seven Atlantean women."
"Wait, are you going to tell me that we can trace our ancestry to these seven Atlantean women?"
"What I am trying to do, is to explain to you, what I was told."
I knew this was a mistake right from the start. I shouldn't have said anything. Just got my results and got the hell out of here. I don't need some chemistry schlep making me feel like a fool.
"Can you please hurry up. I thought you said it would be done by now?"
The tech had the strangest look on his face. Then he told me, "I'm sorry. This has never happened to me. I need to re-calibrate my computers with something that I know has a confirmed date from antiquity."
"Why, what is going on?"
The tech looks at me with disbelief and says, "You know that pure gold does not combine easily with oxygen. So it will never rust or tarnish?"
"Yes, OK."
I wasn't really sure what he was getting at. I'm not one to go shopping for shiny things to adorn myself with. My vanity doesn't need that kind of support.
He went on.
"Pure gold is too soft to use in jewelry by itself. It is almost always alloyed with other base metals. Those other metals are the ones that react to oxygen, sulfur, and moister that will cause your jewelry to tarnish. Remember when I said I didn't believe this amulet couldn't be older than a hundred years?"
I just shook my head yes.
"That's because I didn't see any part of it oxidizing."
He shakes his head in disbelief.
"The oldest trick in the book, to find out what kind of base metals might be blended to the gold, is to see if it can be pulled by a magnet. Now watch."
He put the magnet about a foot away from the amulet and it started to slide, ever so slightly towards it.
"That is one powerful magnet you've got there," I said. "But it looks like one of those toys you buy at a story or see at a school in Science class."
Now his smile was a dumbfounded look.
"It is," he says. "This is one of the weakest and cheapest magnets on the market. But it will attract itself to any iron in compound metals."
"So, you are telling me there is iron in my piece."
"No, my findings says it is completely 24 Karat gold. But see, I can't even bend it. It is rock solid. Then I tested the amulet with a small piece of iron bar. The jewelry has its own magnetic field. Gold can't hold onto its own magnetic field. I can't figure out where it is coming from."
I had to interrupt the technician now. He was hyper-ventilating. I thought he was going to pass out or something.
"Did you carbon date the amulet?"
"Yeah, but that is way off too! My readings say it is two-hundred-fifty thousands years old!
To Be Continued...
This is,My Version Of A Weekly Television Show Except You Read It,Every Thursday, Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“I'll pretend, I tell myself. Pretending is safer than believing.”
- Sarah Miller -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
Like what you are reading,or do not like what you see.Set up my Blog as your Homepage,or sign up as a Follower,or leave a Comment,and I will answer you in a Post.
Thanks for reading.
The smirk on the technician's face was clearly the smile of ridicule. But ignorance is bliss as they say. And what does he care? It's my time and my money that we are wasting here. Besides, it's the value of the amulet that I'm really interested in.
"I already paid up front, so why don't you just get along with it and get it done, OK?"
He couldn't stop smiling, so I was surprised when he asked me, "Tell me a little more about this fellow who you say is your real father and from the planet Atlantis. Maybe I'll write a book on it someday."
"Ha, ha." Is all I could think of saying. But what ever had me hooked, believing the old guy and his story, infected me in ways I don't understand. I couldn't help myself it seems. The more I thought about him, the more I wanted to talk about it.
"I kind of made a mistake when I said he was my real father. I should have phrased it in a more Biblical sense. I'm sure you know something about human genetics and that we are all descendants from a particular Mitochondrial Eve. Where each person can trace their lineage back, through their mothers, through the mothers of those mothers, and so on, until all lines converge onto one woman."
"Sorry," the technician said to me. "My expertise is in carbon dating, not genetics. But go on, it sounds like you have done your homework on the subject."
"Well, he told me that, when he came to our planet, the only survivors from Atlantis were him and twelve others of his kind. Five Atlantean men and seven Atlantean women."
"Wait, are you going to tell me that we can trace our ancestry to these seven Atlantean women?"
"What I am trying to do, is to explain to you, what I was told."
I knew this was a mistake right from the start. I shouldn't have said anything. Just got my results and got the hell out of here. I don't need some chemistry schlep making me feel like a fool.
"Can you please hurry up. I thought you said it would be done by now?"
The tech had the strangest look on his face. Then he told me, "I'm sorry. This has never happened to me. I need to re-calibrate my computers with something that I know has a confirmed date from antiquity."
"Why, what is going on?"
The tech looks at me with disbelief and says, "You know that pure gold does not combine easily with oxygen. So it will never rust or tarnish?"
"Yes, OK."
I wasn't really sure what he was getting at. I'm not one to go shopping for shiny things to adorn myself with. My vanity doesn't need that kind of support.
He went on.
"Pure gold is too soft to use in jewelry by itself. It is almost always alloyed with other base metals. Those other metals are the ones that react to oxygen, sulfur, and moister that will cause your jewelry to tarnish. Remember when I said I didn't believe this amulet couldn't be older than a hundred years?"
I just shook my head yes.
"That's because I didn't see any part of it oxidizing."
He shakes his head in disbelief.
"The oldest trick in the book, to find out what kind of base metals might be blended to the gold, is to see if it can be pulled by a magnet. Now watch."
He put the magnet about a foot away from the amulet and it started to slide, ever so slightly towards it.
"That is one powerful magnet you've got there," I said. "But it looks like one of those toys you buy at a story or see at a school in Science class."
Now his smile was a dumbfounded look.
"It is," he says. "This is one of the weakest and cheapest magnets on the market. But it will attract itself to any iron in compound metals."
"So, you are telling me there is iron in my piece."
"No, my findings says it is completely 24 Karat gold. But see, I can't even bend it. It is rock solid. Then I tested the amulet with a small piece of iron bar. The jewelry has its own magnetic field. Gold can't hold onto its own magnetic field. I can't figure out where it is coming from."
I had to interrupt the technician now. He was hyper-ventilating. I thought he was going to pass out or something.
"Did you carbon date the amulet?"
"Yeah, but that is way off too! My readings say it is two-hundred-fifty thousands years old!
To Be Continued...This is,My Version Of A Weekly Television Show Except You Read It,Every Thursday, Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“I'll pretend, I tell myself. Pretending is safer than believing.”
- Sarah Miller -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
Like what you are reading,or do not like what you see.Set up my Blog as your Homepage,or sign up as a Follower,or leave a Comment,and I will answer you in a Post.
Thanks for reading.
January 18, 2017
Juggling Between Making 3D Glasses And Binge Watching TV
As if we didn't have enough to do in our lives.Now theJet Propulsion Laboratoryat theCalifornia Institute of Technologyhas a website calledMars 3D.They have links toMars 3D Images;
and to an answer board ofHow Does 3d Work?
Then they want to put us to work,without pay,making our own3D Glasses!
And if that wasn't bad enough,nowJPLwould make Graphic Artistsout of us all by teaching usHow To Make Your Own Eye-Popping 3D Pictures!
Can't they just send me a pair of ready made3D Glasses?With all that work,without pay,how will I ever binge watch all the episodes ofThe Good Place?
This is,Juggling Between Making 3D GlassesAnd Binge Watching TV,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“There is every reason to think that in the coming years Mars and its mysteries will become increasingly familiar to the inhabitants of the Planet Earth.”
- Carl Sagan, -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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and to an answer board ofHow Does 3d Work?
Then they want to put us to work,without pay,making our own3D Glasses!
And if that wasn't bad enough,nowJPLwould make Graphic Artistsout of us all by teaching usHow To Make Your Own Eye-Popping 3D Pictures!
Can't they just send me a pair of ready made3D Glasses?With all that work,without pay,how will I ever binge watch all the episodes ofThe Good Place?This is,Juggling Between Making 3D GlassesAnd Binge Watching TV,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“There is every reason to think that in the coming years Mars and its mysteries will become increasingly familiar to the inhabitants of the Planet Earth.”
- Carl Sagan, -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
Like what you are reading,or do not like what you see.Set up my Blog as your Homepage,or sign up as a Follower,or leave a Comment,and I will answer you in a Post.
Thanks for reading.
January 17, 2017
I Really Am Feeling Under
As it turns out,the joke is on me.If you have read myPostfrom yesterday,I was joking around about how myFamilychecks up on me by reading myBlog.MySisterdid leave a message in theComment Sectionletting me know she was checking up on me and mySister-In-Lawtexted me this morning to see if I was alright.Now the joke is on me because I left my widow open last night,next to my bed,and it got down to around thirty-two degrees.Which means I woke up with a cold today!I slept the whole dayand probably wouldn't be awake right now if I didn't have to bring my youngestSonto the dentist.But everyone out there in theReal Worldknows that I am a real trooper.So do not worry,I'll get through the rest of today,and I'll come back tomorrow firing on all cylinders.But if anyone wants to bring me someHot Chicken Soupand someHot Teawith a shot ofWhiskeyin it,I won't mind at all.Because we all need to be babied when we are not feeling well.
This is,I Really Am Feeling Under The Weather,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Be careful about reading health books. Some fine day you'll die of a misprint.”
- Markus Herz - That is my story and I am sticking to it! Like what you are reading,or do not like what you see.Set up my Blog as your Homepage,or sign up as a Follower,or leave a Comment,and I will answer you in a Post. Thanks for reading.
This is,I Really Am Feeling Under The Weather,Jim Hauenstein,And,
“Be careful about reading health books. Some fine day you'll die of a misprint.”
- Markus Herz - That is my story and I am sticking to it! Like what you are reading,or do not like what you see.Set up my Blog as your Homepage,or sign up as a Follower,or leave a Comment,and I will answer you in a Post. Thanks for reading.
January 16, 2017
You Can Really Tell I Am Not A Babbler
In two different conversations,one with mySister,and one with myEldest Daughter,it has slipped,from there lips,that they comeand visit myBlog,not only to read theGreat Editorials,Riveting Stories,Stylish Poetry,Unbiased Opinions,and theEducating Factorof myInformative Posts,but to see if I amUp & Running.What I mean by that is,they come to see how I am doing health-wise.I remember,hearing about a time inMan's Evolutionwhere people actually had toWrite A Letterto each other to see how they were.Then came the telephone,where you could actually have a conversation with the person you are worried about.In Real Time.Then came the busy 1990sand a step backwards in our evolution.You could email a person,asking them,what they are up toor how they were feeling,but you had to wait for some time to pass before you would receive a response.You didn't have to wait as long asSnail Mail,but it wasn't inReal Time.Texting improved theInteractionbetween people,by bringing back the closest thing toReal Timeas possible,without someone giving up much of theirReal Time.Now,I have discovered the fastest,most heinous of ways,of knowing how aFamily Memberis doing,without using thatStalker MediacalledFacebook.First,you encourage yourBrother Or Father,as in my case both,to write aBloginforming theWorldall about yourself by writing something everyday.The reader will be able to tell how am I feeling by seeing if IWrite Or Not.They will be able to see what kind of mood I am in,by the words I use when I write.And they won't have to interact with me inReal Time,with me wasting all of their Time.Because I have a reputation of being aBabbler,Chatterbox,Jabberer,Windbag,and all aroundMotor-Mouth!People say that when they are having a conversation with me,I dominate that conversation,and take the long way around,with my words,to make a simple point.
And That Is Not Me At All
.Well,I have a surprise for those twoand anyone else who comes to myBlogto see"How Am I Doing."I am not going to write anything today.I am going to miss a day,so they will worry about meand pick up the telephone to see"How I Am Doing."So this will be our little secret.Shhhhhhhhh
This is,You Can Really Tell I Am Not A Babbler By Reading This Short Little Post,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Conversation of the Day - How do you describe yourself in two words? Me: You don't.”
- Sanhita Baruah -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
Like what you are reading,or do not like what you see.Set up my Blog as your Homepage,or sign up as a Follower,or leave a Comment,and I will answer you in a Post.
Thanks for reading.
This is,You Can Really Tell I Am Not A Babbler By Reading This Short Little Post,Jim Hauenstein,And,
“Conversation of the Day - How do you describe yourself in two words? Me: You don't.”
- Sanhita Baruah -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
Like what you are reading,or do not like what you see.Set up my Blog as your Homepage,or sign up as a Follower,or leave a Comment,and I will answer you in a Post.
Thanks for reading.
January 15, 2017
Once You Have All Three, Life Can't Get Any Better
I am aHappy Camper!My football team,The Green Bay Packers,won their game today againstThe Dallas Cowboys.What a thriller it was too!
All you wannabeRobotics Scientistsout there,they have finally opened up a college that you can attend and do some real robotics.Of course,their website say they have been around since 1979 integrating robotic technologies into everyday life,but putting in automatic welders on the assembly line at theFord Motor Companyis not exactly what I call aRobot.But now they are at the point where we are going to see some realRobotswalking around soon.Thanks goodness too! I just need myRobotto do only one thing for me.Bring me a beer from the refrigerator while I'm sitting on the couch watchingThe Green Bay Packers!
Remember my Post;My Sister And All Special Education Teachers Are Cool?The School District of Marshfield agrees with me too! Staff Recognized at Board Meeting
"The Marshfield Board of Education recognized five individual staff members at the Regular Board Meeting on Wednesday, January 11, 2017. The staff members were nominated by their peers and then selected by a panel of staff members including support staff, professional staff and administrative staff. Mrs. Mary Ellen Littmann, Intellectual Disabilities Teacher at MHS, has been selected for School Board recognition for her; Positive impact on students’ health, well-being and academics. Above and beyond effort and dedication to students, colleagues and the District. Positive attitude and willingness to help. And her Community Involvement."
Don't you just hate when a sibling outshines you in all facets ofLife!
This is,Me Telling You My Favorite Way To Spend A Sunday Watching Sports.Sushi - Sake - SapporoOnce You Have All Three,Life Can't Get Any Better,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“I'm not much for parties. Sometimes you have to wear a funny hat, sometimes they expect you to eat sushi, which is like eating bait. And there's always some totally drunk girl who thinks you're smitten by her, when what you're really wondering is if she'll vomit on your shirt or instead on your shoes.”
- Dean Koontz - That is my story and I am sticking to it! Like what you are reading,or do not like what you see.Set up my Blog as your Homepage,or sign up as a Follower,or leave a Comment,and I will answer you in a Post. Thanks for reading.
All you wannabeRobotics Scientistsout there,they have finally opened up a college that you can attend and do some real robotics.Of course,their website say they have been around since 1979 integrating robotic technologies into everyday life,but putting in automatic welders on the assembly line at theFord Motor Companyis not exactly what I call aRobot.But now they are at the point where we are going to see some realRobotswalking around soon.Thanks goodness too! I just need myRobotto do only one thing for me.Bring me a beer from the refrigerator while I'm sitting on the couch watchingThe Green Bay Packers!
Remember my Post;My Sister And All Special Education Teachers Are Cool?The School District of Marshfield agrees with me too! Staff Recognized at Board Meeting
"The Marshfield Board of Education recognized five individual staff members at the Regular Board Meeting on Wednesday, January 11, 2017. The staff members were nominated by their peers and then selected by a panel of staff members including support staff, professional staff and administrative staff. Mrs. Mary Ellen Littmann, Intellectual Disabilities Teacher at MHS, has been selected for School Board recognition for her; Positive impact on students’ health, well-being and academics. Above and beyond effort and dedication to students, colleagues and the District. Positive attitude and willingness to help. And her Community Involvement."
Don't you just hate when a sibling outshines you in all facets ofLife!
This is,Me Telling You My Favorite Way To Spend A Sunday Watching Sports.Sushi - Sake - SapporoOnce You Have All Three,Life Can't Get Any Better,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“I'm not much for parties. Sometimes you have to wear a funny hat, sometimes they expect you to eat sushi, which is like eating bait. And there's always some totally drunk girl who thinks you're smitten by her, when what you're really wondering is if she'll vomit on your shirt or instead on your shoes.”
- Dean Koontz - That is my story and I am sticking to it! Like what you are reading,or do not like what you see.Set up my Blog as your Homepage,or sign up as a Follower,or leave a Comment,and I will answer you in a Post. Thanks for reading.
January 14, 2017
Who Is Spying On You?
We all know aboutKeyloggersandSpywarefor our computers.And if you don't,let me say right off the bat,if you use aMobile Phone,Tablet,Laptop,orComputerator from your place ofEmployment,immediately stop looking atPorn,updating yourSocial Media,Skypingyour friends,Gambling,or anything else that is notBusiness Related.TheCompanyyou work for,if they have given you any of these devices to use,has theLegal Rightand theIntellectual Property RightstoSpyon you from those devices.And if you think they don't do it at your place ofEmployment,then you still believe in theTooth FairyandSanta Claus!I am here to let you know that if yourLoved Onehas recently given you a newCell Phoneout of the goodness of their heart,I hope you are not doing anything foolish.Or,if you are suspicious of aFamily Member,this might help you.Cell Phone Monitoring Apps Check these monitoring apps that can track your kids,employees,or even a cheating partner.
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Telling You To Run Your Anti-Virus Software Right Away If You Check Out Any Of These Company's Links,
They All Leave Data Miners On Your Computer,
Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Spy' is such a short ugly word. I prefer 'espionage.' Those extra three syllables really say something.”
- Howard Tayler -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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January 13, 2017
I Love His Brand Of Humor
Being the compassionate sort that I am,I'm always looking for ways to help out the downtrodden,the tyrannized,oppressed,trampled upon,helpless,destitute,maltreated,subjugated,persecuted,and exploited.Unless they ask for a ride,shelter,or money.I cannot save everyone by myself.First I must save myselfand my family.It's not like book sales of myNovel;"No Return Address,"is going off the roofor anything like that these days.So how can I help if I'm not financially solvent any longer?By inspiringand motivating you with some classicGeorge Burns.
Look to the future, because that is where you'll spend the rest of your life.
Sex at age 90 is like trying to shoot pool with a rope.
Too bad all the people who know how to run this country are busy running taxicabs or cutting hair.
I'd rather be a failure at something I love than a success at something I hate.
Everything that goes up must come down. But there comes a time when not everything that's down can come up.
Acting is all about honesty. If you can fake that, you've got it made.
Don't stay in bed, unless you can make money in bed.
I can remember when the air was clean and the sex was dirty.
It takes only one drink to get me drunk. The trouble is, I can't remember if it's the thirteenth or the fourteenth.
This is,I Guess I Am Getting Old Because I Love His Brand Of Humor,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“There isn't a thing I can't do now that I didn't do when I was twenty-one...which gives you an idea of how pathetic I was when I was twenty-one.”
- George Burns -
That is a way to help people, by making them smile!
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Look to the future, because that is where you'll spend the rest of your life.Sex at age 90 is like trying to shoot pool with a rope.
Too bad all the people who know how to run this country are busy running taxicabs or cutting hair.
I'd rather be a failure at something I love than a success at something I hate.
Everything that goes up must come down. But there comes a time when not everything that's down can come up.
Acting is all about honesty. If you can fake that, you've got it made.
Don't stay in bed, unless you can make money in bed.
I can remember when the air was clean and the sex was dirty.
It takes only one drink to get me drunk. The trouble is, I can't remember if it's the thirteenth or the fourteenth.
This is,I Guess I Am Getting Old Because I Love His Brand Of Humor,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“There isn't a thing I can't do now that I didn't do when I was twenty-one...which gives you an idea of how pathetic I was when I was twenty-one.”
- George Burns -
That is a way to help people, by making them smile!
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January 12, 2017
The Man From Mars
"Being a journalist, you would think I am immune to the rhetoric of someone who can tell a really good, unbelievable story. Yet the way he told it, he was very convincing. I could see that he truly believed in what he was telling me."
"OK, Mister Johnson, what exactly do you want me to find out about this piece?"
"Carbon date it and an alloy analysis."
"With today's technology, you won't have to wait a month or even weeks anymore for the results. I'll be able to scan the alloy components without cutting a piece off and the dating will be complete in about ten minutes."
"Thanks."
I have waited longer for an informant to show up at a clandestine location and felt more relaxed then I do now. Waiting fifteen minutes for the results is driving me insane. I bet it hasn't even been five minutes yet.
"Have you ever seen anything like this amulet or the engravings on it?"
"No I haven't. The engravings looks like some of those old crop circles that used to pop up fifty years ago. The amulet itself, I cannot see it being older then a hundred years or so. It looks like its brand new and when someone brings in a piece from antiquity, you can see the aging with the naked eye."
"Maybe I have been duped, but I still have to have some answers. If I don't, I'll have this little grain of doubt in the back of my mind, and I will always be wondering if his story was true or not."
"Why don't you tell me about this fellow you got the amulet from. It won't distract me from my work or slow me down, and I can see how impatient you are right now. Maybe it will help pass the time faster for you."
I jumped at the chance. I've been waiting all day to tell someone.
"I met this old man when I walked into Harry's Bar in downtown New York. He was sitting on the very end, where it curves around, blocking that end to any access where the bartenders work. As it so happens, the only open chair along side the bar, unless I wanted a table by myself, was right next to this guy. After looking him up and down, I started asking myself, why would this fellow be drinking at a place like Harry's in the first place. Even for an old guy his skin was wrinkle free. His hair was perfect grey throughout. He was impeccably dressed. I'm sure it was an Armani suit he had on, with gold cuff-links, a diamond tie clasp, and what I thought was really classy to have was a silk embroidered handkerchief in his left top pocket. Really old school, you know."
"Sounds like he was well to do." Said the lab technician.
"I've been a New York reporter for over twenty years and you get to know the movers and shakers in this town. I've never once seen this guy around town. So I profiled him as a foreign diplomat or some rich guy from abroad."
"Is profiling something you often do when you meet someone?" Interrupted the technician.
"Are you kidding me? Everyone does it on a daily basis. I'm sure you did it when I came in here."
My tone must have told the lab tech to keep his thoughts to himself, because for the next few minutes, he didn't say a word. He just listened.
"You know, I never got his name. I would ask occasionally, during our conversation, so I would know how to address him, but he would smile, telling me he would, when the time was right. Then he would go into another story about where he is from, his people, or how sorry he was that he personally brought a virus to this World, from his home."
The tech looks at me with astonishment, probably wondering if I carried this virus the old man was talking about. So I told him why I felt he had nothing to worry about.
"You have to understand. When he first started telling his story, it was so outlandish, I figured this guy was a complete lunatic. If it wasn't the last seat at the bar, I probably would have moved away. But, he is the kind of guy, who can really tell a story and get you involved in it. It wasn't until the last story he told, before I started to think he was telling me the truth."
The tech was still shaking his head, probably thinking I was the lunatic right about then, but he still asked, "How do you know he wasn't telling the truth about where he is from or that he he is carrying a virus?"
"Well?" I said. "Because, the first thing he told me was, that he was my real father and that he was from the planet Atlantis. What we call Mars today!"
To Be Continued...
Next Thursday.
This is,Just Like A Weekly Television ShowAnd That Last Sentence Is My Cliff Hanger To Bring You Back For More,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Mars tugs at the human imagination like no other planet. With a force mightier than gravity, it attracts the eye to the shimmering red presence in the clear night sky...”
- John Noble Wilford -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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"OK, Mister Johnson, what exactly do you want me to find out about this piece?"
"Carbon date it and an alloy analysis."
"With today's technology, you won't have to wait a month or even weeks anymore for the results. I'll be able to scan the alloy components without cutting a piece off and the dating will be complete in about ten minutes."
"Thanks."
I have waited longer for an informant to show up at a clandestine location and felt more relaxed then I do now. Waiting fifteen minutes for the results is driving me insane. I bet it hasn't even been five minutes yet.
"Have you ever seen anything like this amulet or the engravings on it?"
"No I haven't. The engravings looks like some of those old crop circles that used to pop up fifty years ago. The amulet itself, I cannot see it being older then a hundred years or so. It looks like its brand new and when someone brings in a piece from antiquity, you can see the aging with the naked eye."
"Maybe I have been duped, but I still have to have some answers. If I don't, I'll have this little grain of doubt in the back of my mind, and I will always be wondering if his story was true or not."
"Why don't you tell me about this fellow you got the amulet from. It won't distract me from my work or slow me down, and I can see how impatient you are right now. Maybe it will help pass the time faster for you."
I jumped at the chance. I've been waiting all day to tell someone.
"I met this old man when I walked into Harry's Bar in downtown New York. He was sitting on the very end, where it curves around, blocking that end to any access where the bartenders work. As it so happens, the only open chair along side the bar, unless I wanted a table by myself, was right next to this guy. After looking him up and down, I started asking myself, why would this fellow be drinking at a place like Harry's in the first place. Even for an old guy his skin was wrinkle free. His hair was perfect grey throughout. He was impeccably dressed. I'm sure it was an Armani suit he had on, with gold cuff-links, a diamond tie clasp, and what I thought was really classy to have was a silk embroidered handkerchief in his left top pocket. Really old school, you know.""Sounds like he was well to do." Said the lab technician.
"I've been a New York reporter for over twenty years and you get to know the movers and shakers in this town. I've never once seen this guy around town. So I profiled him as a foreign diplomat or some rich guy from abroad."
"Is profiling something you often do when you meet someone?" Interrupted the technician.
"Are you kidding me? Everyone does it on a daily basis. I'm sure you did it when I came in here."
My tone must have told the lab tech to keep his thoughts to himself, because for the next few minutes, he didn't say a word. He just listened.
"You know, I never got his name. I would ask occasionally, during our conversation, so I would know how to address him, but he would smile, telling me he would, when the time was right. Then he would go into another story about where he is from, his people, or how sorry he was that he personally brought a virus to this World, from his home."
The tech looks at me with astonishment, probably wondering if I carried this virus the old man was talking about. So I told him why I felt he had nothing to worry about.
"You have to understand. When he first started telling his story, it was so outlandish, I figured this guy was a complete lunatic. If it wasn't the last seat at the bar, I probably would have moved away. But, he is the kind of guy, who can really tell a story and get you involved in it. It wasn't until the last story he told, before I started to think he was telling me the truth."
The tech was still shaking his head, probably thinking I was the lunatic right about then, but he still asked, "How do you know he wasn't telling the truth about where he is from or that he he is carrying a virus?"
"Well?" I said. "Because, the first thing he told me was, that he was my real father and that he was from the planet Atlantis. What we call Mars today!"
To Be Continued...
Next Thursday.
This is,Just Like A Weekly Television ShowAnd That Last Sentence Is My Cliff Hanger To Bring You Back For More,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Mars tugs at the human imagination like no other planet. With a force mightier than gravity, it attracts the eye to the shimmering red presence in the clear night sky...”
- John Noble Wilford -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
Like what you are reading,or do not like what you see.Set up my Blog as your Homepage,or sign up as a Follower,or leave a Comment,and I will answer you in a Post.
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