The Head

My husband's collection is getting out of hand. What started off as a few collectables has morphed into an eclectic group of themes. A few months ago we had a garage sale. We threw out a styrofoam head since my husband said it was something we would never use. A week ago another styrofoam head appeared at my doorstep. It seems that he ordered a WWII fighter's helmet and it needed a head to rest on. Since his was not available a styrofoam head would fill in. The helmet arrived and was placed onto the head. The head was then attached to the wall. Then a scarf was wrapped around its neck. I now have a head staring at me as I write. I do not know whether it looks eerie or stupid.

Cyber Decisions

When I sat down at the computer this morning I saw a message. I had an option to eliminate some startup programs. I have no idea why the disclaimer showed up. It was nothing that I prompted. Now I had to address it. I opened the window and saw a list of programs, some I knew and some I did not know. Now the decision making came into play. What did I need? What could I delete? If I deleted ones I did not know, would it ruin the computer? I played it safe and only got rid of the "sure things". It asked me to restart and I said no. I will restart after I write this blog just in case I crashed the computer.

The Rock Star

Last night I went to another concert at the local park. It was beautiful weather and the atmosphere was great. As usual we brought a picnic dinner. Most of the crowd there goes to a few concerts a week. We ate dinner, conversed with friends and then the show began. Out came a Rod Stewart look alike. I was sitting close enough to see him but far away enough to not to see every facial feature. In my mind I saw an older man wearing a blond wig that resembled Uncle Leon. He began to sing and his voice was great. He had the same raspy tone as the real Rod. Then he seemed to slow down a bit. He asked for a chair and sat on it off and on. His wife kept walking on stage to change his jacket. I saw no purpose to that but maybe that is what Rod does. She also kept snapping pictures from every angle. Maybe she was making a memory book for the grandchildren. During the song Maggie May he sat on the edge of the stage and then laid back. He was actually lying down singing. All in all it was a fun night. I bet he couldn't wait to go home and sleep.

Un Plug

We live in a world that is run by electronics. It gets worse by the moment. There is now some kind of game app that leads people from place to place. What is the purpose of that? I wish that we could go back in time and live the simpler life. A life before the internet. A life where the news of the day had relevance. I do not need to be bombarded with the minutia of celebrities. Most of the world now knows what color lipstick a young model wears but if you asked them to point out where Idaho is on the map they would have no clue, (except if they lived in Idaho). We have trivialized our existence to the point where we no longer think for ourselves and that is sad.

What Watt

It used to be simple to buy a light bulb. You bought the shape and the wattage. Now it is a complicated event. An office flood light burnt out so I needed a replacement. I used to buy a 120W indoor flood light. They no longer make that option. First I had to choose the watts. For some reason 120 had become 90 but now I think that 65 can be used. I know it is not a 20 or a 13. Next I had to choose LED or halogen because incandescent was not available in most places. Last on the list was the choice of daylight, bright light, white light or natural light. I chose 90W LED daylight. It was delivered and I put it in the spotlight and you guessed it. It was the wrong one. Now the only problem is that I do not know what the right one should be. A 90W led bright light is on the way. Hopefully this one will be good.

Territory

Today we are having a work luncheon. Two of our interns are leaving. Since they are both orthodox, the food needs to be kosher. Since kosher food is expensive we decided on pizza. I called the closest kosher pizza place and they said they only deliver in town. I said that we were in town. They said only the center of town. I called three other places and they said the same thing. The fourth place would deliver to us. The entire town is only a few miles long so why would someone give up a $100 order for five more minutes on the road?

Dr. Seuss

Even though it was cloudy yesterday we went to the town pool. Rather than sitting at home we would be with other people socializing. We were having a conversation about charity events and one woman said that she was the chairperson for a painting party. We talked about what she needed to do to put the event together. She said she had everything set except that people would need to bring their own smocks. Then she said that her daughter suggested that she buy a box of smocks and give them out. In the course of the conversation she must have said "a box of smocks" ten times. Every time she said it, it sounded weirder and weirder.To my ears "a box of smocks" became "a box a smox". It sounded like a line from a Dr. Seuss book.  All I was hearing was "blah blah blah a box a smox". I started to laugh and everyone looked at me. I told them what I was laughing at and then they started to say "a box a smox". Some words just take on a life of their own.