Free to a good home:

11×14 of the following print

(you will be able to pick a different verse or choose no verse/saying at all)

What you need to do:

leave a comment and tell us what your favorite part of fall is, or a favorite seasonal food.

 

How long is the contest open:

from now until midnight on Sunday night

 

You should be able to leave a comment even if you don’t have xanga site. If you leave a comment as an anonymous commenter, please leave your first name. For those of you with facebook, I will only be choosing from the comments left here, to keep it simpler.

A random winner will be chosen on Monday.

 

 

So I was busy chasing wild geese on Friday (it involved a electric company, a new residential building site, a current commercial building site, 1 check, 3 building permits, a trip back to the office for another check) and had time on the road to listen to the news and formulate opinions.

The story about the Columbus, OH Burlington Coat Factory episode came up. We are supposedly one of the most “most civilized” countries of the world but an incident like this just goes to show that civilized or not, the human nature is often uncivil toward fellow humans.

In case you haven’t read the story, a lady entered the story, claimed to have just won the lottery and offered a $500 per person shopping spree. People went wild trying to get stuff to buy, plus they called their friends and family and another boatload of people tried to get into the store to take part in the shopping spree. After they found out the lady didn’t win the lottery and had no money to pay for the shopping spree, they left the store in shambles.

“Everybody was like, ‘I still want my free stuff,’ and that started the riot,” he (police detective Steven Nace) said. “It looks like (Hurricane) Katrina went through the store.”

What is it about greed that makes people lose civility? Remember the Black Friday episode where a security man was killed in NY because of people trying to enter a Wal*mart for sales?

And what would you do if you were in a store and a legitimate announcement was made for a $500 shopping spree by someone who won the lottery? Would you participate? I think the first thing I would do is head out the door, taking the above story in consideration.

And the lottery … now there’s another topic for discussion. Or not. Mostly not. Lottery is a tax on people who are bad at math. Or like a t-shirt I just saw: Play the Lottery. Learn Statistics.

A GM salesman stopped in at the office today. He was talking about how many people are scratching for work these days. We spoke of some of the benefits of the economy taking a downturn, most which tie into evaluating what’s really important in our lives and what we can live without. He said that it’s been good for him and his wife to take a look at things. “I have 9 televisions in my house,” he said, “and there are only three of us living there. We really don’t need that many. My son is in high school so he’s not home much. We cut out cable since we get our news on the internet and rarely watch tv anyway. But we have 5 computers in our house. That’s one for each of us plus 2 extra.”

You know, there are times when being rendered speechless is a good thing.

 

Guess just what went passed my office …

http://disney.go.com/disneypictures/christmascaroltraintour/

 

It was in Savannah and is headed for Miami. I heard a train go past but didn’t look up until it the last cars were going past. Looks interesting!!

Guess what I found beside the road!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Amazing, isn’t it? Well … it didn’t exactly look like that when I found it. It was a little clump here and a big clump there. And there is enough allergy material there to warrant it staying outside. And after reworking the bouquet three times because the black-eyed-susans or whatever they are kept dying on me, I finally found the perfect spot to take them. I really badly wanted an old house but couldn’t think of where I could find one. When I went to take a few pictures at Joe’s place I remembered their barn.

Now Joe can once more tell Sadie “see… my barn is good for something” or something like that.

I’ll just tell him if he ever decides to tear it down to let me have that door and some rusted metal siding.

 

 

Now for a limerick by yours truly. My sincere apologies to limericists or whatever it is you call people who write limericks (poet, maybe?? ). You know me and poetry. We go together like water and oil. Almost.  And my apologies to Tweeters or Twitterers. I know nothing about it but the name is unique. Kind of like snorkel. I love that word. Say it ten times. Doesn’t it give you such an odd mental picture. Okay, back to the limerick.

 

A twitterer exceedingly tweety
One evening remarked to his sweetie
A tweeter can tweet
Something nice and sweet
But he’s still a twit then, isn’t he?

 

Doesn’t that just warm your heart?

Yours ’til I come up with something more worthwhile to write about.