Monday, August 4, 2008
K2 Claims Victims with help of Avalanche
My thoughts are with the families of the (now) eleven climbers reported dead due to an Avalanche on K-2 (the world's 2nd tallest mountain).
Grisly Greyhound Bus Incident Update
Police tapes refer to murderer as "Badger" in their communications. One part of the communications state that "Badger is armed with knife and scissors" and then that "Badger is in the front of the bus defiling the body as we speak." The police tape goes on to say that "Badger is now at the back of the bus hacking off pieces and eating it." (It being the body).
The report goes further on saying that the killer was a "model employee" - quiet and friendly, etc.
Disgusting.
The report goes further on saying that the killer was a "model employee" - quiet and friendly, etc.
Disgusting.
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Bobbie and Me and the Greenway
We opted to bike the Greenway today, Sunday, starting around 10a.m. Already by that time, it was more humid than our bike last weekend. We had no want of pushing ourselves any harder than an enjoyable bike ride on a new trail. I had started the Greenway a couple of times, but for some reason or another, never got to finish it - which was disheartening.
By the time I get to the Greenway and wait for Bobbie, sweat was pouring off my face. The good thing was wham bam the front tire was back on my bike, brakes popped right back in place-voila. Bobbie arrived shortly before 10 a.m., and we were on our way.
I had told Bobbie that the Greenway had more curves and fun hills and bridges than Silver Comet did. I also warned her of a long hill over to Rock Mill Park that she was looking forward to. We had a blast. It was shady, and the breeze on the path was great. We liked the curves, the hills, the bridges. It made the ride fun. "Holy crap" was said at the hill before crossing over to Rock Mill. We joked about our 21 mile ride where we savored every downhill ride and rode it out until we could hear the click-click-click go to click............click.............click on our bikes wherein Bobbie exclaimed, "this is the slowest speed I have ever gone downhill." There was none of that this weekend.
One thing we noticed on the Greenway different from Silver Comet is that more people cared about their dogs on the Greenway than the Silver Comet Trail. We went past a couple with two dogs. One dog was senior sheltie that the owners had in a pull-behind wagon, and a water bottle and blanket in for him, and they were giving him a ride.
We got up to the "end" of the trail, and we also stopped at the YMCA park just down from Webb Bridge for a mini picnic of, what else? Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwiches and a quick [cat scratch] game of Tic-Tac-Toe on the playground. After filling up my water bottle, off we go again - back to our cars.
Pedaling along, Bobbie got to use her bell a time or two to move people out of the way. A tiny little "ding," and the seas parted...so to speak. We giggled going up over bridges, we even stopped to take some pictures (of course), and we spoke of Rugby. Save a couple of times where our stride had to break due to inconsiderate bikers or walkers (walking 4 across), things were good.
Let's see, I almost wiped out once. I had to hit the brakes....hard when some little kid and his dad decided to just STOP in the middle of the trail (*insert grumbling face here*)...I had to cruise behind two girls speed walking due to traffic and unfortunately heard their conversation which was along the lines of, "he loves it when I do that to him"...I saw a happy little beagle, and I noticed that some people were friendly, but for the most part, they were in their own little worlds: much different from the Silver Comet people.
I am sure pictures will be posted soon. Next Sunday is "Silver Comet Starter Day," as Bobbie and I have named it. Me, Bobbie, Bobbie's husband, Shane, and Kim will all bike from the Depot to a turn-around spot and back: having a picnic at our turn-around spot.
I'm putting money off to the side each paycheck to buy the seat I want for my bike...well I thought I was, but I think I'm just going to start putting money aside (or use my next bonus) to get a new upgraded bike and new seat :)
By the time I get to the Greenway and wait for Bobbie, sweat was pouring off my face. The good thing was wham bam the front tire was back on my bike, brakes popped right back in place-voila. Bobbie arrived shortly before 10 a.m., and we were on our way.
I had told Bobbie that the Greenway had more curves and fun hills and bridges than Silver Comet did. I also warned her of a long hill over to Rock Mill Park that she was looking forward to. We had a blast. It was shady, and the breeze on the path was great. We liked the curves, the hills, the bridges. It made the ride fun. "Holy crap" was said at the hill before crossing over to Rock Mill. We joked about our 21 mile ride where we savored every downhill ride and rode it out until we could hear the click-click-click go to click............click.............click on our bikes wherein Bobbie exclaimed, "this is the slowest speed I have ever gone downhill." There was none of that this weekend.
One thing we noticed on the Greenway different from Silver Comet is that more people cared about their dogs on the Greenway than the Silver Comet Trail. We went past a couple with two dogs. One dog was senior sheltie that the owners had in a pull-behind wagon, and a water bottle and blanket in for him, and they were giving him a ride.
We got up to the "end" of the trail, and we also stopped at the YMCA park just down from Webb Bridge for a mini picnic of, what else? Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwiches and a quick [cat scratch] game of Tic-Tac-Toe on the playground. After filling up my water bottle, off we go again - back to our cars.
Pedaling along, Bobbie got to use her bell a time or two to move people out of the way. A tiny little "ding," and the seas parted...so to speak. We giggled going up over bridges, we even stopped to take some pictures (of course), and we spoke of Rugby. Save a couple of times where our stride had to break due to inconsiderate bikers or walkers (walking 4 across), things were good.
Let's see, I almost wiped out once. I had to hit the brakes....hard when some little kid and his dad decided to just STOP in the middle of the trail (*insert grumbling face here*)...I had to cruise behind two girls speed walking due to traffic and unfortunately heard their conversation which was along the lines of, "he loves it when I do that to him"...I saw a happy little beagle, and I noticed that some people were friendly, but for the most part, they were in their own little worlds: much different from the Silver Comet people.
I am sure pictures will be posted soon. Next Sunday is "Silver Comet Starter Day," as Bobbie and I have named it. Me, Bobbie, Bobbie's husband, Shane, and Kim will all bike from the Depot to a turn-around spot and back: having a picnic at our turn-around spot.
I'm putting money off to the side each paycheck to buy the seat I want for my bike...well I thought I was, but I think I'm just going to start putting money aside (or use my next bonus) to get a new upgraded bike and new seat :)
Saturday, August 2, 2008
Builder Shane and Builder Shelby
Here's what we've been doing today: making two wall sections to divide the theatre area better:
And yes, Jugs, Shane said you are more than welcome to come watch the Penn State games.
Friday, August 1, 2008
The Ideal.
Good Night, everyone :)
God Speed (Sweet Dreams) by Dixie Chicks
Dragon tales and the Water is Wide
Pirates sail and lost boys fly
Fish bite moonbeams every night
And I love you
Godspeed little man
Sweet Dreams little man
All my love will fly to you each night on angel's wings
Godspeed sweet dreams
The rocket racer's all tuckered out
Superman's in pajamas on the couch
Goodnight moon we'll find the mouse
And I love you
Godspeed little man
Sweet Dreams little man
My love will fly to you each night on angels wings
Godspeed Sweet Dreams
God bless mommy and matchbox cars
God bless Dad and thanks for the stars
God hears "amen" wherever we are
And I love you
Godspeed little man
Sweet Dreams little man
My love will fly to you each night on angels's wings
Godspeed
Godspeed
Godspeed Sweet Dreams
God Speed (Sweet Dreams) by Dixie Chicks
Dragon tales and the Water is Wide
Pirates sail and lost boys fly
Fish bite moonbeams every night
And I love you
Godspeed little man
Sweet Dreams little man
All my love will fly to you each night on angel's wings
Godspeed sweet dreams
The rocket racer's all tuckered out
Superman's in pajamas on the couch
Goodnight moon we'll find the mouse
And I love you
Godspeed little man
Sweet Dreams little man
My love will fly to you each night on angels wings
Godspeed Sweet Dreams
God bless mommy and matchbox cars
God bless Dad and thanks for the stars
God hears "amen" wherever we are
And I love you
Godspeed little man
Sweet Dreams little man
My love will fly to you each night on angels's wings
Godspeed
Godspeed
Godspeed Sweet Dreams
Greyhound Bus Decapitation
How many of you are following the news of the Greyhound Bus decapitation in Canada? (Giving you a chance to google it)
Apparently, passengers were riding a bus in Canada. "Tim" (victim) got off at one stop for a smoke and moved to the back of the bus where he fell asleep with his head resting on the window. "Vince" (suspect) shared the seat with him when all of a sudden, the passengers heard a blood-curdling scream. When they looked, "Vince" was repeatedly stabbing "Tim" like a robot with "no rage or emotion" (passenger quote). The driver stopped the bus, and the passengers exited.
A truck driver stopped to see what was going on when they saw "Vince" repeatedly stabbing "Tim." The truck driver gave the bus driver and some passengers crow bars, etc. to keep the man on the bus until the authorities got there. "Vince" went to the open door and told them, "I'm not done yet," taking a swipe at them with the knife and closing the door shut. "Vince" then went back and started decapitating "Tim."
The authorities arrived, subdued, and arrested the suspect. As of now, there are no links between "Tim" and "Vince." Neither one of them caused problems on the bus, etc. There is no clear motive for the brutal slaying and decapitation.
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Creeps me out and gives an accurate definition for a cold-blooded killer.
Apparently, passengers were riding a bus in Canada. "Tim" (victim) got off at one stop for a smoke and moved to the back of the bus where he fell asleep with his head resting on the window. "Vince" (suspect) shared the seat with him when all of a sudden, the passengers heard a blood-curdling scream. When they looked, "Vince" was repeatedly stabbing "Tim" like a robot with "no rage or emotion" (passenger quote). The driver stopped the bus, and the passengers exited.
A truck driver stopped to see what was going on when they saw "Vince" repeatedly stabbing "Tim." The truck driver gave the bus driver and some passengers crow bars, etc. to keep the man on the bus until the authorities got there. "Vince" went to the open door and told them, "I'm not done yet," taking a swipe at them with the knife and closing the door shut. "Vince" then went back and started decapitating "Tim."
The authorities arrived, subdued, and arrested the suspect. As of now, there are no links between "Tim" and "Vince." Neither one of them caused problems on the bus, etc. There is no clear motive for the brutal slaying and decapitation.
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Creeps me out and gives an accurate definition for a cold-blooded killer.
"Within a Mile of Home" - Flogging Molly
One of my favorite songs. I blogged about it before, but I thought I would highlight the lines I like:
Dust falls on the empty halls of my old school
Where the memories fade like the casualty, a forgotten fool
Now wide-eyed has become the blind of spoken rule
As equal only deep is now the word
The lesson's not the answer you once heard
"Don't turn your back on me, don't ever let me down"
She said, "I picked you up each time before you hit the ground
Your selfish face is now erased when someone mentions you
And the darkness that you left is overstepped aside
Will disappear in clouds, the sun arrives
Within a mile of home, within a mile of home"
Oh worry, oh my worry has it been that long?
The whistle keeps on blowing but the chills all gone
His empty frame cannot explain, there's nothing left inside
So sing to me a song from yesterday
When laughter filled the tears that we now make
"Don't turn your back on me, don't ever let me down"
She said, "I picked you up each time before you hit the ground
Your selfish face is now erased when someone mentions you
If only you had seen what I now see
And turned the corner where you would of been
Within a mile of home, within a mile of home"
So sing to me, sing me a song, a song from yesterday
And when the laughter turned these tears before the promises, then they'll slip away
Don't turn your back on me, dont't turn your back on me, don't ever let me down
Don't turn your back on me, dont't turn your back on me, don't ever let me down
We are within a mile, we are within a mile, within a mile of home
We are within a mile, we are within a mile, within a mile of home
We are within a mile, we are within a mile, within a mile of home
We are within a mile, we are within a mile, within a mile of home
Dust falls on the empty halls of my old school
Where the memories fade like the casualty, a forgotten fool
Now wide-eyed has become the blind of spoken rule
As equal only deep is now the word
The lesson's not the answer you once heard
"Don't turn your back on me, don't ever let me down"
She said, "I picked you up each time before you hit the ground
Your selfish face is now erased when someone mentions you
And the darkness that you left is overstepped aside
Will disappear in clouds, the sun arrives
Within a mile of home, within a mile of home"
Oh worry, oh my worry has it been that long?
The whistle keeps on blowing but the chills all gone
His empty frame cannot explain, there's nothing left inside
So sing to me a song from yesterday
When laughter filled the tears that we now make
"Don't turn your back on me, don't ever let me down"
She said, "I picked you up each time before you hit the ground
Your selfish face is now erased when someone mentions you
If only you had seen what I now see
And turned the corner where you would of been
Within a mile of home, within a mile of home"
So sing to me, sing me a song, a song from yesterday
And when the laughter turned these tears before the promises, then they'll slip away
Don't turn your back on me, dont't turn your back on me, don't ever let me down
Don't turn your back on me, dont't turn your back on me, don't ever let me down
We are within a mile, we are within a mile, within a mile of home
We are within a mile, we are within a mile, within a mile of home
We are within a mile, we are within a mile, within a mile of home
We are within a mile, we are within a mile, within a mile of home
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