Archive for December, 2019

Merry Christmas 2019

Since today is Christmas, I won’t take much of my time to write anything lengthy here.

But I am posting this public service reminder that Joy to the World is not a Christmas song. It is actually a song about the next arrival of Jesus. But since we don’t have a day to celebrate the rapture and all that, I suppose Christmas works.

And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.

Revelation 21:4

All-Haiku Bowl Predictions, 2019

Based on the popularity existence of last year’s article predicting bowl games in haiku form, I present to you this year’s all-haiku bowl game predictions. Still America’s only all-haiku college football bowl game predictions.

These are listed in order of date (earliest first). Some picks are whom I think will win, and some picks are whom I want to win. I’ll leave it to you, the reader, to decide which is which.
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Of Accidents and Crashes

I kind of got mugged the other night. It was in a store parking lot. I was sitting there, minding my own business, when a little old lady with a handicap tag hanging from her mirror accosted me and forced me to pay $60.

That is, in effect, what happened. What happened, in fact, was that she drove her car into mine and caused about $60 worth of damage to my car. End result is the same though, albeit with less personal danger and more work after the fact.

Here’s the story: I was pulling into the Meijer parking lot and the entering traffic (me) does not have a stop sign, whereas the cross traffic (little old lady, or LOL for short) does. She is going to turn left to leave the parking lot, and starts to do so in front of me. I’m going slow, as I’m anticipating the cross traffic not realizing I don’t have a stop sign, so I’m able to stop before getting to the lady. Note that I wanted to turn right, so I wouldn’t have crossed her path anyway.

So why did I stop instead of turning right? Because she was taking up more than her lane and I didn’t think I had enough room to get through until she left.

But while I’m stopped, waiting for her to complete her turn, she keeps getting closer. I have my foot firmly on the brake, wondering why the gap between us is closing. Then there is a scraping, crunching sound, and I’m wondering why she isn’t stopping, because I can’t go anywhere. Finally she stops and so do the sounds.

Now I notice there’s a truck behind me, so she pulls up to the far curb, and I go around the curb and park in the closest spot. I get out, notice that my bumper is crunched up but the lights seem to still work, then I walk over to her car. She tries to open the door but her sheet metal is deformed just enough that she can’t budge it.

If you want more details of the story you can ask me later, but the end of the story is that since it happened on private property we are free to exchange information and go our separate ways. Since all I got out of it was a dented bumper and a cracked headlight housing, I was glad for that. I ordered the $60 replacement housing and will try to undent the plastic bumper somewhat, but I’m sure the long-term effect will be a slightly uglier vehicle.

Her car, on the other hand, scraped the paint off three separate body panels (front quarter panel, driver door, rear door) and deformed them enough to effect the door hinge operation. Her three seconds of inattention cost her thousands of dollars of damage.

And I must take this time to reflect on my previous accident, less than a year ago. This was on a snowy road. I was on the main road and did not have a stop sign, and the lady (middle-aged lady, or MAL for short) on the side road and who did have a stop sign had trouble stopping and slid into the intersection, right in front of my vehicle. She tried to accelerate and I tried to stop, but it was too close and I ended up bumping her. That bump caused her to go into the ditch, which caused her airbags to go off. All I got out of it was a cracked bumper and cracked headlight housing, so I was glad for that.

Her car, on the other hand, had the airbags go off and required a tow out of the ditch, with police oversight. Her three seconds of late braking cost her thousands of dollars of damage.

On one hand, I hope not to be in anymore car crashes. One the other hand, if I am in a crash I hope it keeps up the trend of not costing me any more than some tens of dollars and a half hour to replace a headlight housing.

When he raises himself up, the mighty fear; Because of the crashing they are bewildered.

Job 41:25

Sundry and Sundry Thoughts

Here are some thoughts I jotted down that aren’t quite sufficient for their own individual blog posts. If you’re the type of person who likes Twitter, pretend each of these is a tweet.

  • What would impressionists do without George Bush and Arnold Schwarzenegger?
  • What would happen if we sent only thoughts to a family affected by tragedy? Or prayers only? Is this one of those sum-greater-than-the-parts things? I know you can think about something without praying, but can you pray about something without thinking about it?
  • Now that I mention it, the phrase people usually use is “our thoughts and prayers go out to the family” which means they are praying to that family. That’s just wrong, and I bet they really aren’t praying to the family, which means they’re also lying. Now if someone said “we are sending prayers to God for the family” I could agree with that.
  • You know who is sitting on a gold mine? – Christian Bookstore Distributors. Yes, they own the website domain name of CBD. But how could they, as good Christians, sell that to the other people who really want the CBD name?
  • Kids these days don’t know the words to classical music. I was singing the other day “Smurfberry crunch is fun to eat” and all I got was a funny look. At least my kids know the words to Carol of the Bells – it’s “garmin.com”

Any other words to classical tunes that you like?

For My thoughts are not your thoughts, Nor are your ways My ways,” declares the Lord.

Isaiah 55:8