No Safe Place

May you have a better week than this dude.

As we celebrate the 100th anniversary of a tribute to a blessed vocation (something half of our species can do), Hemmy.net points our attention to Safe Baby Pregnancy Tips, the latest book in a series that mocks those workplace safety charts. When you forget where you put the remote or the car keys or your heart medication, pause to wonder if your mother followed these common-sense rules during her pregnancy.

A lunchtime post to my relations:

As you probably know, Liz and I have several photo albums passed down to us from Grama Hume and we are proud to be their temporary caretakers. These books contain family pictures and many, many pix of their trips to far-off lands. 

Grama told us on more than one occasion that we could trash the albums after she was gone but we did not.  We certainly were not going to toss images of Bon Rea from good times past and it seems a shame to lose recorded memories of Japan and London, among other places.

The reality is, sadly, the pix are moldering and disintegrating as we speak.  It’ll be years before they are gone but they will go away someday.  As a summer project, I’ll be glad to scan some photos and send you the CDs for your private libraries but hundreds of other pictures will be lost.

I’d like to hear from you on the subject. What are your thoughts and wishes on the subject?  You can post a comment or email me.  If I don’t hear from you, then I’ll assume you don’t want a CD and would prefer not to discuss the issue anymore.  Thanks much.

From News of the Weird:

Angelo Trujillo, 20, became the latest, in March, to attempt to rob someone who was pumping gas (at a Smith’s store in Santa Fe, N.Mex.). The customer, Ms. Bernie Garcia, 83, calmly sprayed Trujillo with gasoline, sending him fleeing (but he was soon arrested). [KOB-TV (Albuquerque), 3-13-08]

Having a bad day? Another Monday in what seems an infinite series of Mondays? Broke a nail? Spilled coffee on yourself? Got a “B” on a school paper?

Boo hoo. Break out the tiny violins, cry me a river, build a bridge and get over it. Chances are your bad day can be cured by a candid talk with a loved one, a couple hours of “mental health” sick time, a three-day road trip, or some serious sweat and exercise.

Not for these folks, though. Aunt Lily pointed this blog out because the writer has funny bike stories. Things ain’t too funny in his house right now. Please read these entries in the order presented:

http://www.fatcyclist.com/2008/05/01/like-dandelion-seeds/
http://www.fatcyclist.com/2008/05/02/has-it-been-only-one-day/

Now go find your favorite cuddle-buddy and and don’t let go for a while. And please pray pray pray for these folks.

Was taking a nice ride this foine, foine Sunday afternoon when I noticed dark clouds over Douglas County to the south. Folks who’ve lived here for a while will tell you that bad weather usually comes up from the South, but I wasn’t too bothered because it’s happened a thousand times and nothing comes of it. Also, the National Weather Service issued this recent bulletin:

March and April of 2008 have been extremely dry. Only 0.07 inch of precipitation was recorded at the Reno-Tahoe international airport during March. During April only a trace of precipitation was recorded. Total precipitation during these two months averages 1.21 inches.

I was plugging along westbound on College Parkway to pick up chocolate when it dawned on me the winds from the north and west had died down, and were now from the south and getting colder. Those dark clouds from earlier were closer and dumping moisture over the foothills to the far southeast (you really can see forever from around here). I did my shopping at the former Albertsons and decided to head home. If it turned out to be nothing, I mulled, there was nothing preventing me from going out later.

Good choice, as you’ll see after the jump.

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Good luck to Aunt Lily on her marathon this weekend and may she have better luck than this person:

My chess game has its peaks and valleys, and I got to wondering if there was a pattern. Types of opponents? Kinds of tournaments? Perhaps I lose a bunch of games when I experiment with different opening moves.

As you’ll see after the jump, the answer is much simpler.

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