Saturday, April 21, 2007

Common sense...



"Don’t worry over what other people are thinking about you. They’re too busy worrying over what you are thinking about them." - A former co-worker.

Fasten your seatbelts - it's going to be a bumpy...



"We're all busy little bees, full of stings, making honey day and night. Aren't we, honey?" - Margo Channing

Friday, April 20, 2007

Rumors...







This afternoon, I returned a call to a friend at the company I recently worked for. Margaret, the woman who answered the phone exclaimed, "Oh! Terryeeeee!" As if I were an evil terrorist or something.




When I asked to speak to the person who had called me, she coldly stated, "He's not here today."




I answered, "Yes he is because he just called me from there."




She cautiously replied, in an imperious tone of voice, as if to warn me, "Well, I'll see if he is, one moment."




That place has some of the worst customer service people I've ever encountered - many obviously lack training or have no telephone skills whatsoever -and they wonder why their business is down.

Church Family

I don't know which denomination, probably Episcopal. I found them when searching for photos of Charles Nelson Riley.

Thursday, April 19, 2007

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Old celebrity news...



In 1989, Zsa Zsa Gabor was pulled over in Beverly Hills and found to be driving with an expired license. There was reportedly an open bottle of liquor in her car, and after a heated exchange with the officer, she slapped him. Gabor was arrested for driving on an expired license and battery. She compared the experience to "Nazi Germany", but was found guilty. Gabor indignantly said that she had not been judged by a jury of her peers: "It was not my class of people, there was not a producer, a press agent, a director, an actor." She served 72 hours in prison and paid a fine.

Celebrities come and go, but they always act the same.

Now, back to regular prgramming...



After a police chase in Beverly Hills, a drunk Paul Lynde rolled down his window, saying to the officer, "I'll have a double cheeseburger and a chocolate shake."

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Papa Bear



The Pope got a teddy bear for his birthday, and Don Georg, his secretary, said it was a "wonderful specimen". The Holy Father donated the bear to a children's hospital in Rome. Sweet.

Monday, April 16, 2007

Happiness

Pictured, the tomb of St. Benedict Joseph Labre.

The "Poetry Man" sent me another poem.

"Happiness" by Jane Kenyon

There's just no accounting for happiness,
or the way it turns up like a prodigal
who comes back to the dust at your feet
having squandered a fortune far away.
And how can you not forgive?

You make a feast in honor of what
was lost, and take from its place the finest
garment, which you saved for an occasion
you could not imagine, and you weep night and day
to know that you were not abandoned,
that happiness saved its most extreme form
for you alone.

No, happiness is the uncle you never knew about,
who flies a single-engine plane
onto the grassy landing strip, hitchhikes
into town, and inquires at every door
until he finds you asleep midafternoon.
as you so often are during the unmerciful
hours of your despair.

It comes to the monk in his cell.
It comes to the woman sweeping the street
with a birch broom, to the child
whose mother has passed out from drink.
It comes to the lover, to the dog chewing
a sock, to the pusher, to the basket maker,
and to the clerk stacking cans of carrots
in the night.

It even comes to the boulder
in the perpetual shade of pine barrens,
to rain falling on the open sea,
to the wineglass, weary of holding wine.
.
[For more on Benedict Joseph Labre, visit my other site, Abbey-Roads2.]