Micah 6:8
We all are still sheltering in place, but I'm here to keep you sane and entertained.
One could hardly ask for much more than that, now could one?
Today is National Electricity Day. As everyone who went to an American public school knows, electricity was invented by Benjamin Franklin in the mid 1700s (confusingly called the 18th century - what's up with that?). It was later stolen by Thomas Alva "Jerky McJerk Face" Edison and then fixed by Nikola "don't call me Nicky" Tesla, who later invented the steam-powered automobile.
The final perfector of electricity was the Electrifying Mojo. Since then there have been no significant changes to electricity - it just flows and sparks the same way it has since Franklin's day. We can be very thankful for that.
The big question about electricity is, where did all the other countries get theirs? Did they steal it from America? Sure, the UK owned the colonies at the time, so they get a free pass since they didn't put stamps on electrons they way they did with tea bags, but what about everyone else? This is something that really should be investigated.
Today is also National Lobster Day. That reminds me of a vacation we took (remember those? people would go places other than work and home and the grocery store? Magical!) several years ago to Maine. We had a map of Mt. Desert Island and had chosen a local lobster restaurant as our evening dinner destination. Imagine, if you will, our consternation at finding ourselves back where we had started - in Bar Harbor - before we had seen anywhere to turn to get to the restaurant (perhaps better called a Lobster Shack). Well, we gave it another go ... and another ... and another. Eventually, tempers flared, words were spoken, and the map was closely examined. We were surprised, not to say nonplussed, to discover that the scale of the map meant we were supposed to have turned left off the main road almost immediately - the map was set at something like an inch to the half mile!
At last we found the road, reached our goal, and enjoyed a delicious lobster dinner. To this day, however, the name of Bar Harbor gives us the willies, and evinces, in the most authentic Down East accent imaginable, "you can't get there from here."
Magical.
Finally, today is also Justice for Janitors Day. As an erstwhile school janitor myself, I think janitors deserve more than justice - mercy is a better choice. Really, I did enjoy my time as a janitor, and didn't feel slighted there any more than anywhere else I've ever worked; perhaps less, in fact.
Keep Calm and Stay Away.
I'll be back tomorrow.
We all are still sheltering in place, but I'm here to keep you sane and entertained.
One could hardly ask for much more than that, now could one?
Today is National Electricity Day. As everyone who went to an American public school knows, electricity was invented by Benjamin Franklin in the mid 1700s (confusingly called the 18th century - what's up with that?). It was later stolen by Thomas Alva "Jerky McJerk Face" Edison and then fixed by Nikola "don't call me Nicky" Tesla, who later invented the steam-powered automobile.
The final perfector of electricity was the Electrifying Mojo. Since then there have been no significant changes to electricity - it just flows and sparks the same way it has since Franklin's day. We can be very thankful for that.
The big question about electricity is, where did all the other countries get theirs? Did they steal it from America? Sure, the UK owned the colonies at the time, so they get a free pass since they didn't put stamps on electrons they way they did with tea bags, but what about everyone else? This is something that really should be investigated.
Today is also National Lobster Day. That reminds me of a vacation we took (remember those? people would go places other than work and home and the grocery store? Magical!) several years ago to Maine. We had a map of Mt. Desert Island and had chosen a local lobster restaurant as our evening dinner destination. Imagine, if you will, our consternation at finding ourselves back where we had started - in Bar Harbor - before we had seen anywhere to turn to get to the restaurant (perhaps better called a Lobster Shack). Well, we gave it another go ... and another ... and another. Eventually, tempers flared, words were spoken, and the map was closely examined. We were surprised, not to say nonplussed, to discover that the scale of the map meant we were supposed to have turned left off the main road almost immediately - the map was set at something like an inch to the half mile!
At last we found the road, reached our goal, and enjoyed a delicious lobster dinner. To this day, however, the name of Bar Harbor gives us the willies, and evinces, in the most authentic Down East accent imaginable, "you can't get there from here."
Magical.
Finally, today is also Justice for Janitors Day. As an erstwhile school janitor myself, I think janitors deserve more than justice - mercy is a better choice. Really, I did enjoy my time as a janitor, and didn't feel slighted there any more than anywhere else I've ever worked; perhaps less, in fact.
Keep Calm and Stay Away.
I'll be back tomorrow.
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