tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364330562024-03-28T14:24:29.694-04:00Silent 3's medicated musingsYet another blog that will take up gigs of space, be accessable to anyone on the face of the earth, and will be read by (maybe) three people... If I'm lucky.Silent 3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861208722914458493noreply@blogger.comBlogger3003125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36433056.post-62256633808391903452024-03-28T14:23:00.001-04:002024-03-28T14:23:57.776-04:00The perils of behavior research <div dir="ltr"> <div dir="ltr">I was with my friend watching her kitty play with a stuffed mouse. She asked, "Isn't that so cute?" <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div>I pointed out how Kitty wrapped her front paws around the toy's upper body and bit its neck to sever the spinal cord, and repeatedly ripped her rear feet along the toy's belly to eviscerate her prey.</div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div>My friend gave me a look that said, "I hate you forever for telling me that."</div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> Sometimes it's hard for someone familiar with animal behavior to see nature as "cute."<br> </div> <div id="ms-outlook-mobile-signature" dir="ltr"> <div></div> </div> </div> Silent 3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861208722914458493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36433056.post-9299939152501135122024-03-16T19:44:00.001-04:002024-03-16T19:44:25.593-04:00This song is pure gold and speaks to me <div dir="ltr"> <div dir="ltr"> <div class="ujudUb" style="text-decoration: none; margin-bottom: 16px; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.68px; color: rgb(189, 193, 198);"> <span>I'm not from here</span><br> <span>I just live here</span><br> <span>Grew up somewhere far away</span><br> <span>Come here thinking I'd never stay long</span><br> <span>I'd be going back soon someday</span></div> <div class="ujudUb" style="text-decoration: none; margin-bottom: 16px; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.68px; color: rgb(189, 193, 198);"> <span>It's been a few years</span><br> <span>Since I got here</span><br> <span>Seen 'em come and I've seen 'em go</span><br> <span>Crowds assemble, they hang out awhile</span><br> <span>Then they melt away like an early snow</span></div> <div class="ujudUb" style="text-decoration: none; margin-bottom: 16px; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.68px; color: rgb(189, 193, 198);"> <span>Onto some bright future somewhere</span><br> <span>Down the road to points unknown</span><br> <span>Sending postcards when they get there</span><br> <span>Wherever it is they think they're goin'</span></div> <div class="ujudUb" style="text-decoration: none; margin-bottom: 16px; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.68px; color: rgb(189, 193, 198);"> <span>I'm not from here</span><br> <span>I just live here</span><br> <span>Can't see that it matters much</span><br> <span>I read the papers and I watch the nightly news</span><br> <span>Who's to say I'm out of touch</span></div> <div class="ujudUb" style="text-decoration: none; margin-bottom: 16px; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.68px; color: rgb(189, 193, 198);"> <span>Nobody's from here</span><br> <span>Most of us just live here</span><br> <span>Locals long since moved away</span><br> <span>Sold the played-out farms for parking lots</span><br> <span>Went off looking for a better way</span></div> <div class="ujudUb" style="text-decoration: none; margin-bottom: 16px; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.68px; color: rgb(189, 193, 198);"> <span>Onto some bright future somewhere</span><br> <span>Better times on down the road</span><br> <span>Wonder if they ever got there</span><br> <span>Wherever it was they thought they'd go</span></div> <div class="ujudUb" style="text-decoration: none; margin-bottom: 16px; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.68px; color: rgb(189, 193, 198);"> <span>Hit my home town</span><br> <span>A couple years back</span><br> <span>Hard to say just how it felt</span><br> <span>But it looked like so many towns I might've been through</span><br> <span>On my way to somewhere else</span></div> <div class="ujudUb" style="text-decoration: none; margin-bottom: 16px; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.68px; color: rgb(189, 193, 198);"> <span>I'm not from here</span><br> <span>But people tell me</span><br> <span>It's not like it used to be</span><br> <span>They say I should have been here</span><br> <span>Back about ten years</span><br> <span>Before it got ruined by folks like me</span></div> <div class="ujudUb" style="text-decoration: none; margin-bottom: 16px; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.68px; color: rgb(189, 193, 198);"> <span>We can't help it</span><br> <span>We just keep moving</span><br> <span>It's been that way since long ago</span><br> <span>Since the stone age, chasing the great herds</span><br> <span>We mostly go where we have to go</span></div> <div class="ujudUb WRZytc" style="text-decoration: none; margin-bottom: 0px; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.68px; color: rgb(189, 193, 198);"> <span>Onto some bright future somewhere</span><br> <span>Down the road to points unknown</span><br> <span>Sending post cards when we get there</span><br> <span>Wherever it is we think we'll go</span></div> </div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div id="ms-outlook-mobile-signature" dir="ltr"> <div></div> </div> </div> Silent 3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861208722914458493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36433056.post-26489183235589275102024-03-10T12:13:00.001-04:002024-03-10T12:13:13.458-04:00There’s always room for Jell-O<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhkMU66H_Bk_GeaVXdHrJ1N6x7dPo2IYcblQogWvvRxELROrGxbvkfiFSEbqvYEfPH7jlQCz2csWKosH44lfqmxII6DoGImN3yw4uwjWV0mj11yu-CHSQZNtkH9YODrIgjmXS5O6Oe3ir1AFoWgrmcBHfWbUQRBXDvokN_hrhZ0G3pwwvbKMnA"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhkMU66H_Bk_GeaVXdHrJ1N6x7dPo2IYcblQogWvvRxELROrGxbvkfiFSEbqvYEfPH7jlQCz2csWKosH44lfqmxII6DoGImN3yw4uwjWV0mj11yu-CHSQZNtkH9YODrIgjmXS5O6Oe3ir1AFoWgrmcBHfWbUQRBXDvokN_hrhZ0G3pwwvbKMnA=s320" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_7344768587236771618" /></a></p><div dir="ltr"> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div id="ms-outlook-mobile-signature" dir="ltr"> <div></div> </div> </div> Silent 3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861208722914458493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36433056.post-84284706382301982522024-02-25T12:09:00.001-05:002024-02-25T12:09:16.058-05:00Nerd Haiku / LEET<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgflAy2AJyL_DRQu98564HMsj7jvkCRFpG5F9QRh9njIkzwDfan2gGiwiegbQx4c6jSTWyXig__WcurmdarchCgU4eM9OQ8RrW3YdJThQw3du_mwHqLiAeCZRmltdvs-z1htDoW0JWY7RitdHN2bEchxeNwATIviSy3yOzRrpzU7i9ZPIkOkD8"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgflAy2AJyL_DRQu98564HMsj7jvkCRFpG5F9QRh9njIkzwDfan2gGiwiegbQx4c6jSTWyXig__WcurmdarchCgU4eM9OQ8RrW3YdJThQw3du_mwHqLiAeCZRmltdvs-z1htDoW0JWY7RitdHN2bEchxeNwATIviSy3yOzRrpzU7i9ZPIkOkD8=s320" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_7339587833727176002" /></a></p><div dir="ltr"> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div id="ms-outlook-mobile-signature" dir="ltr"> <div></div> </div> </div> Silent 3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861208722914458493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36433056.post-90809234365389785922024-02-25T11:40:00.001-05:002024-02-25T11:40:33.714-05:00DNA personal advertisement ISO<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjFmiUCfZR5tYwjl_88s9fkHHE6xvzzFcPsSabp9PDuSkiLDyBMdJW9HL_BvpR9w4zolp09FbErJVTcW4NMC7olGmzUe-5MhoPkDZvhX4nYZtx0sHPSrgkyfO7rp_UnaPFWn9FViR9PUTI0pagg0l3QpGnlwZcTpgbNvp4AOseIJEkQ_o4Awds"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjFmiUCfZR5tYwjl_88s9fkHHE6xvzzFcPsSabp9PDuSkiLDyBMdJW9HL_BvpR9w4zolp09FbErJVTcW4NMC7olGmzUe-5MhoPkDZvhX4nYZtx0sHPSrgkyfO7rp_UnaPFWn9FViR9PUTI0pagg0l3QpGnlwZcTpgbNvp4AOseIJEkQ_o4Awds=s320" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_7339580438482222658" /></a></p><div dir="ltr"> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div id="ms-outlook-mobile-signature" dir="ltr"> <div></div> </div> </div> Silent 3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861208722914458493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36433056.post-21465299356511124362023-11-27T22:40:00.001-05:002023-11-27T22:40:16.787-05:00Alien thanksgiving <p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgJfzg5eertbKAXXfI521muxVX3z-IE-0UVKFJGALHAQx7YS8vErDHyG7V9xMYQpNVXxjJOIJpIE4Ovl5MGubBmjEAjKvpxrpwdWssvKOLNIOixc2VOfewNMtQyXdJMnCYATiYiOj1_BHIAqvESh8lfQx1V7sdlAfAN90Qh99e2oGpp5PmWFxA"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgJfzg5eertbKAXXfI521muxVX3z-IE-0UVKFJGALHAQx7YS8vErDHyG7V9xMYQpNVXxjJOIJpIE4Ovl5MGubBmjEAjKvpxrpwdWssvKOLNIOixc2VOfewNMtQyXdJMnCYATiYiOj1_BHIAqvESh8lfQx1V7sdlAfAN90Qh99e2oGpp5PmWFxA=s320" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_7306352781923451522" /></a></p><div dir="ltr"> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div id="ms-outlook-mobile-signature" dir="ltr"> <div></div> </div> </div> Silent 3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861208722914458493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36433056.post-79692552683032371862023-11-23T06:11:00.001-05:002023-11-23T06:11:12.783-05:00Turkey or Spaghetti Carbonara? <div dir="ltr"> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div id="ms-outlook-mobile-signature" dir="ltr"> <div></div> </div> <div id="mail-editor-reference-message-container" class="ms-outlook-mobile-reference-message"> <hr style="display:inline-block;width:98%" tabindex="-1"> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div dir="ltr"><font face="Calibri, sans-serif"><b>Subject:</b> Turkey or Spaghetti Carbonara? <div> </div> </font></div> <div dir="ltr"> <div dir="ltr">Calvin Trillin's Campaign to Make Spaghetti Carbonara the National Dish for Thanksgiving <div> </div> <div>... the real story of the first Thanksgiving</div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div>[The following has been shamelessly excerpted from "Third Helpings," by Calvin Trillin]:</div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div>I have been campaigning to have the national Thanksgiving dish changed from turkey to spaghetti carbonara.</div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div>It does not take much historical research to uncover the fact that nobody knows if the Pilgrims really ate turkey at the first Thanksgiving dinner. The only thing we know for sure about what the Pilgrims ate is that it couldn't have tasted very good. Even today, well brought-up English girls are taught by their mothers to boil all veggies for at least a month and a half, just in case one of the dinner guests turns up without his teeth... </div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div>It would also not require much digging to discover that Christopher Columbus, the man who may have brought linguine with clam sauce to this continent, was from Genoa, and obviously would have sooner acknowledged that the world was shaped like an isosceles triangle than to have eaten the sort of things that the English Puritans ate. Righting an ancient wrong against Columbus, a great man who certainly did not come all this way only to have a city in Ohio named after him, would be a serious historical contribution. Also, I happen to love spaghetti carbonara.</div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div>[In our family]...Thanksgiving has often been celebrated away from home. It was at other people's Thanksgiving tables that I first began to articulate my spaghetti carbonara campaign--although, since we were usually served turkey, I naturally did not mention that the campaign had been inspired partly by my belief that turkey is basically something college dormitories use to punish students for hanging around on Sunday... I reminded everyone how refreshing it would be to hear sports announcers call some annual tussle the Spaghetti Carbonara Day Classic.</div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div>I even had a ready answer to the occasional turkey fancier at those meals who insist that spaghetti carbonara was almost certainly not what our forebears ate at the first Thanksgiving dinner. As it happens, one of the things I give thanks for every year is that those people in the Plymouth Colony were not my forebears. Who wants forebears who put people in the stocks for playing the harpsichord on the Sabbath or having an innocent little game of pinch and giggle?</div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div>Finally there came a year when nobody invited us to Thanksgiving dinner. Alice's theory was that the word had got around town that I always made a pest out of myself berating the hostess for serving turkey instead of spaghetti carbonara...</div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div>However it came about, I was delighted at the opportunity we had been given to practice what I had been preaching--to sit down to a Thanksgiving dinner of spaghetti carbonara.</div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div>Naturally, the entire family went over to Rafetto's pasta store on Houston Street to see the spaghetti cut . I got the cheese at Joe's dairy, on Sullivan, a place that would have made Columbus feel right at home--there are plenty of Genoese on Sullivan, no Pilgrims--and then headed for the pork store on Carmine Street for the bacon and ham. Alice made the spaghetti carbonara. It was perfection. I love spaghetti carbonara. Then I began to tell the children the story of the first Thanksgiving:</div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div>In England, along time ago, there were people called Pilgrims who were very strict about making everyone observe the Sabbath and cooked food without any flavor and that sort of thing, and they decided to go to America, where they could enjoy Freedom to Nag. The other people in England said, "Glad to see the back of them." </div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div>In America, the Pilgrims tried farming, but they couldn't get much done because they were always putting their best farmers in the stocks for crimes like Suspicion of Cheerfulness. The Indians took pity on the Pilgrims and helped them with their farming, even though the Indians thought that the Pilgrims were about as much fun as teenage circumcision. The Pilgrims were so grateful that at the end of their first year in America they invited the Indians over for a Thanksgiving meal.</div> <div> </div> <div>The Indians, having had some experience with Pilgrim cuisine during the year, took the precaution of taking along one dish of their own. They brought a dish that their ancestors had learned from none other than Christopher Columbus, who was known to the Indians as "the big Italian fellow." The dish was spaghetti carbonara--made with pancetta bacon and fontina and the best imported prosciutto. The Pilgrims hated it. They said it was "heretically tasty" and "the work of the devil" and "the sort of thing foreigners eat." </div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div>The Indians were so disgusted that on the way back to their village after dinner one of them made a remark about the Pilgrims that was repeated down through the years and unfortunately caused confusion among historians about the first Thanksgiving meal. He said, "What a bunch of turkeys!"</div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> .<br> </div> <div id="ms-outlook-mobile-signature" dir="ltr"> <div></div> </div> </div> </div> </div> Silent 3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861208722914458493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36433056.post-61006495612638910012023-10-26T20:38:00.001-04:002023-10-26T20:38:36.243-04:00The more you know <p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjDMyts5iz28YWOy7OYZfkqwuiKXgjYjrKZUw4Phh3HzV9FPtwrvXuolPQ0IyJRJxxflCX9syrVcn5v3CfpCFu41LqXe4yEnCMlEkgUAO8ZUJc0bTuHRhjDG5duGEKwDPid0UuUtwz-F-lcbDH7vmJ0En5WK3yNteVmsEcwpMBq_fYRi4LAh1w"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjDMyts5iz28YWOy7OYZfkqwuiKXgjYjrKZUw4Phh3HzV9FPtwrvXuolPQ0IyJRJxxflCX9syrVcn5v3CfpCFu41LqXe4yEnCMlEkgUAO8ZUJc0bTuHRhjDG5duGEKwDPid0UuUtwz-F-lcbDH7vmJ0En5WK3yNteVmsEcwpMBq_fYRi4LAh1w=s320" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_7294431238069725042" /></a></p><div dir="ltr"> <div><br> </div> <div id="ms-outlook-mobile-signature" dir="ltr"> <div></div> </div> </div> Silent 3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861208722914458493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36433056.post-10759037580689503572023-10-16T06:17:00.000-04:002023-10-16T09:39:00.308-04:00Re: Editorial OCT Advertising on silent3.blogspot.com<center role="article" aria-roledescription="email" lang="en" style="width: 100%; background-color: #F5F6F8;"> <!--[if mso | IE]> <table role="presentation" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" id="body_table" style="background-color: #F5F6F8;"> <tbody> <tr> <td> <![endif]--> <table align="center" role="presentation" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" width="640" style="margin: auto;" class="contentMainTable"> <tr class="wp-block-editor-spacerblock-v1"><td style="background-color:#F5F6F8;line-height:50px;font-size:50px;width:100%;min-width:100%"> </td></tr><tr class="wp-block-editor-paragraphblock-v1"><td valign="top" style="padding:0px 32px 32px 32px;background-color:#ffffff"><p class="paragraph" style="font-family:Open Sans, sans-serif;text-align:left;line-height:2;font-size:15px;margin:0;word-break:break-word">Hi,<br><br>I hope you're well.<br>We are working with a client interested in placing an editorial piece on silent3.blogspot.com. 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Read it <a href="http://tracking.editorialpr.net/view?msgid=Su9BuJfHAHf1LJGwEydqhQ2" data-type="mergefield" data-id="62d10d6d-b252-49a7-af10-c771dbd58b15-Xzt0XJLlayJkgPI0XyMI5" data-filename="" class="62d10d6d-b252-49a7-af10-c771dbd58b15-Xzt0XJLlayJkgPI0XyMI5" data-mergefield-value="view" data-mergefield-input-value="" style="color: #5457FF;">Online</a></p></td></tr> </table> <!--[if mso | IE]> </td> </tr> </tbody> </table> <![endif]--> </center> <img src="http://tracking.editorialpr.net/tracking/open?msgid=Su9BuJfHAHf1LJGwEydqhQ2&c=1713850861186286219" style="width:1px;height:1px" alt="" />Silent 3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861208722914458493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36433056.post-62084607650976191362023-09-06T09:42:00.001-04:002023-09-06T09:42:47.752-04:00Sentience Preserve Us<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiKZy2itOKBy5y7V6qA1RNyJMsXhm785u9-2ff_FQPOli2R-Gljt7fP1QAKsWjFeg0kuZU6OR2e_vcV_EetwRaVSmKcHDfldXBqsEJEIJMyYVeVGxAznw0_CJvD8r8SiJXfOlVVymi2b1t_mqjF3xYQOGZv-yeFyII9LhNzt5Ky2w_qyQohIzY"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiKZy2itOKBy5y7V6qA1RNyJMsXhm785u9-2ff_FQPOli2R-Gljt7fP1QAKsWjFeg0kuZU6OR2e_vcV_EetwRaVSmKcHDfldXBqsEJEIJMyYVeVGxAznw0_CJvD8r8SiJXfOlVVymi2b1t_mqjF3xYQOGZv-yeFyII9LhNzt5Ky2w_qyQohIzY=s320" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_7275707981244268418" /></a></p><div dir="ltr"> <div></div> <div> <div dir="ltr">I, for one, welcome our disembodied sentient overlord. </div> <div id="mail-editor-reference-message-container" class="ms-outlook-mobile-reference-message" dir="ltr"> <div dir="auto">/s</div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> </div> </div> </div> Silent 3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861208722914458493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36433056.post-84085100464710737272023-08-30T16:21:00.001-04:002023-08-30T16:21:15.615-04:00Wait. What? <div dir="ltr"> <div></div> <div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div id="mail-editor-reference-message-container" class="ms-outlook-mobile-reference-message"> <div dir="ltr"> <div> <div id="ms-outlook-mobile-signature" dir="ltr"> <div></div> </div> <div id="mail-editor-reference-message-container" class="ms-outlook-mobile-reference-message"> <hr tabindex="-1" style="display:inline-block; width:98%"> <div id="divRplyFwdMsg" dir="ltr"><font face="Calibri, sans-serif"><br> </font></div> <div dir="ltr"> <div> <div id="mail-editor-reference-message-container" class="ms-outlook-mobile-reference-message"> <div class="">I'm about to try a snack food called PopCorners. Triangles made of "popped" corn.</div> <div class=""><br class=""> </div> <div class=""> The package touts the ways this snack is good for you: </div> <div class="">No artificial colors or flavors. Never fried. Non-GMO Project Verified Corn.</div> <div class="" dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div class="">The <span style="font-size:inherit">Package text also boasts of its "Wholesome taste" and declares it's "Good for you."</span></div> <div class=""><br class=""> </div> <div class="">I can practically hear "Kum-ba-ya" playing as I open the bag.</div> <div class=""><br class=""> </div> <div class="">The company that makes them is "BFY" (Better For You)</div> <div class="" dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div class="">Their address? </div> <div class="">79 <b class="">INDUSTRIAL</b> PLACE</div> <div class=""><br class=""> </div> <div class=""><br class=""> </div> </div> </div> </div> </div> </div> </div> </div> </div> </div> Silent 3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861208722914458493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36433056.post-66007755322009960762023-07-20T14:49:00.001-04:002023-07-20T14:49:35.740-04:00synchronicity in web advertising <p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg4EQMgLXKNVf4TmPa2nDDiUwboSd2xwe1OC-dib650LFKY5FRejSYvUI2Q1s0UEPu1N8H5WFSruJPAzIEpuWeEfjDOZoPVFkcfNMdwZuGnd-30G2rudXEr2_5S6fTJ1df1m9WJisLHQzajzAffstT5PVqO1GZziGUmmSL5se3p6p0owPbs1r0"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg4EQMgLXKNVf4TmPa2nDDiUwboSd2xwe1OC-dib650LFKY5FRejSYvUI2Q1s0UEPu1N8H5WFSruJPAzIEpuWeEfjDOZoPVFkcfNMdwZuGnd-30G2rudXEr2_5S6fTJ1df1m9WJisLHQzajzAffstT5PVqO1GZziGUmmSL5se3p6p0owPbs1r0=s320" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_7257974945939131154" /></a></p><div dir="ltr"> <div style=""><br style=""> </div> <div id="ms-outlook-mobile-signature" dir="ltr" style=""> <div></div> </div> </div> Silent 3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861208722914458493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36433056.post-52726251827976011792023-06-11T10:32:00.000-04:002023-06-11T10:33:04.206-04:00Words mean things <p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEioIJEzNH8hkE9zvZVIuAjIQ6JPPaFl2FJgDQ1ZXY1JKdfC6co3Y8uHpV-QlqQJMGpiwvjDGJ2rDb85ib3Yq1lb-FhrxUzLawRph7cDmulijaw3-fKUuNi5W6TZn_4Xt7h8Plw534wpTlBcW0ZpeEe5-JdALKxh59U46oA-jZVAlkCiUof7"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEioIJEzNH8hkE9zvZVIuAjIQ6JPPaFl2FJgDQ1ZXY1JKdfC6co3Y8uHpV-QlqQJMGpiwvjDGJ2rDb85ib3Yq1lb-FhrxUzLawRph7cDmulijaw3-fKUuNi5W6TZn_4Xt7h8Plw534wpTlBcW0ZpeEe5-JdALKxh59U46oA-jZVAlkCiUof7=s320" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_7243436524084762882" /></a></p><div dir="ltr"> <div>He resigned. </div> <div>"Attempting?"</div> <div>They succeeded. </div> <div id="ms-outlook-mobile-signature" dir="ltr"> <div></div> </div> </div> Silent 3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861208722914458493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36433056.post-64699952010190942472023-06-06T08:55:00.001-04:002023-06-06T08:55:19.537-04:00Colorful colonial times<div dir="ltr"> <div>Colorful colonial times</div> <div style=""><br> </div> "The soldier's wives are allowed to pass the centinels, but the other day a most ludicrous circumstance took place, by the obstinacy of an old man upon guard. He would not permit a woman, who was a true campaigner to go beyond him, great altercation ensued, in which the lady displayed much of the Billingsgate oratory, when the old man was so irritated as to present his firelock; the woman immediately ran up, snatched it from him, knocked him down, and striding over the prostrate hero, in the exultation of triumph, profusely besprinkled him, not with Olympian dew, but that which is esteemed as emollient to the complexion - and 'faith, something more natural - nor did she quit her post, till a file of sturdy ragamuffins marched valiantly to his relief, dispossessed the Amazon, and enabled the knight of the grisly caxon to look fierce, and reshoulder his musquet." <div style=""><br> </div> <div style=""><br> </div> [Thomas Anbury, Travels through the Interior Parts of America, in a Series of Letters (London, 1789; Reprinted by Arno Press, Inc., 1969), 2: 81-82, letter dated Cambridge, December 9, 1777. "BILLINGSGATE LANGUAGE. Foul language, or abuse." Francis Grose, A Classical Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue (London, 1796).<br style=""> <br style=""> <div id="ms-outlook-mobile-signature" dir="ltr"> <div></div> </div> </div> Silent 3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861208722914458493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36433056.post-79163521651951872762023-01-15T14:05:00.001-05:002023-01-15T14:05:37.042-05:00cramps wednesday dance - Google Search<div dir="ltr"> <div><a href="https://www.google.com/search?q=cramps+wednesday+dance#fpstate=ive&vld=cid:014c9213,vid:SA1OAChyjc8">https://www.google.com/search?q=cramps+wednesday+dance#fpstate=ive&vld=cid:014c9213,vid:SA1OAChyjc8</a><br> </div> <br> <div id="ms-outlook-mobile-signature" dir="ltr"> <div></div> </div> </div> Silent 3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861208722914458493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36433056.post-70656086155069569592023-01-07T16:56:00.001-05:002023-01-07T16:56:43.699-05:00To Fall Out of Love, Do This | The New Yorker<div dir="ltr"> <div><a href="https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2015/01/26/fall-love">https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2015/01/26/fall-love</a><br> </div> <br> <div id="ms-outlook-mobile-signature" dir="ltr"> <div></div> </div> </div> Silent 3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861208722914458493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36433056.post-54166121617137319062022-12-21T16:48:00.001-05:002022-12-21T16:48:48.533-05:00stop me if you’ve heard it<div dir="ltr"> <div>There's a joke - stop me if you've heard it… On the other hand, nah - it's pretty funny, so let me tell it:</div> <div><br> </div> <div><br> </div> <div>Putin announces that it's 'Russia against NATO in a war, yes, now you can call it a War!' in a speech.</div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> A Russian general's wife is listening, and she asks her husband, "how are we doing in the war?" <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> The general says, "So far, we've lost 1,600 tanks, 2,000 armored vehicles, 3 ships, 4,500 rocket launchers, and more than 50,000 soldiers." <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> She's shocked. "And… what about NATO?" She asks. <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> The general sighs, and says, "Well…. they haven't actually shown up yet…"<br> <br> <div id="ms-outlook-mobile-signature" dir="ltr"> <div></div> </div> </div> Silent 3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861208722914458493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36433056.post-77063648741558623922022-12-13T21:50:00.001-05:002022-12-13T21:50:38.629-05:00Are you familiar with these codes?<div dir="ltr"> <div>there is ICD-10 V95.43XA "Spacecraft collision injuring occupant, first encounter" and a follow up should the occupant have the misfortune of being involved in another collision: V95.43XD "Spacecraft collision injuring occupant, subsequent encounter". </div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div>The ICD-10 codes can be a source of humor. Medical coders and physicians who have stumbled upon these odd codes get a laugh out of them. It's not out of disregard for someone who might suffer some odd sort of injury, but that the group that developed the ICD-10 index (evolved from ICD-9) made sure to include these in the Index. </div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div>We always wonder if that resulted in some laughs as the decision was made to include them. </div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div>Another example "V91.07XA: Burn due to water skis on fire: Initial encounter". I'm not kidding - you can look these up. <br> </div> <br> <div id="ms-outlook-mobile-signature" dir="ltr"> <div></div> </div> </div> Silent 3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861208722914458493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36433056.post-76351655915594577892022-11-01T20:35:00.001-04:002022-11-01T20:35:30.417-04:00Empty values <p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjcZU-80ojnxd3xmHU6pkRhUqF1ylfI1GeCcunTIgIzpbXMP6Lihof_ADc9YHUe63bsoWa6TOb84goUxJn29LNClY7urPxxiOdJvxj5AuK-GY1vRm-pbnImlJcoj7EmwWStj0VIKUsJZnqIuk9MLbNJr0kbGOX7BPsW4UVinThs3TSVwleh"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjcZU-80ojnxd3xmHU6pkRhUqF1ylfI1GeCcunTIgIzpbXMP6Lihof_ADc9YHUe63bsoWa6TOb84goUxJn29LNClY7urPxxiOdJvxj5AuK-GY1vRm-pbnImlJcoj7EmwWStj0VIKUsJZnqIuk9MLbNJr0kbGOX7BPsW4UVinThs3TSVwleh=s320" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_7161210864006510514" /></a></p><div dir="ltr"> <div><br> </div> <div id="ms-outlook-mobile-signature" dir="ltr"> <div></div> </div> </div> Silent 3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861208722914458493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36433056.post-1174580298999579132022-09-20T15:46:00.001-04:002022-09-20T15:46:18.802-04:00The New Year, Emma Lazarus<div dir="ltr"> <div></div> <div style=""> <div> <div class="o-vr o-vr_12x" style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 0px 0px 37.5px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> <div class="c-feature" style="margin:0px;line-height:1.231"> <div class="c-feature-hd" style="margin:0px 0px 9px"> <h1 class="c-hdgSans c-hdgSans_2 c-mix-hdgSans_inline" style="margin:0px;font-size:1.3125rem;font-weight:600;font-family:canada-type-gibson, "Gill Sans", "Gill Sans MT", Calibri, sans-serif;display:inline"> The New Year</h1> </div> <div class="c-feature-sub c-feature-sub_vast" style="margin:0px 0px 6px"> <div style="margin:0px"><span class="c-txt c-txt_attribution" style="margin: 0px; font-size: 0.75rem; font-family: canada-type-gibson, "Gill Sans", "Gill Sans MT", Calibri, sans-serif; display: inline-block; letter-spacing: 1.4px; text-transform: uppercase; color: rgb(73, 73, 73);">BY<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><a href="https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/emma-lazarus" style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; text-decoration: underline; transition: color 0.25s cubic-bezier(0.215, 0.61, 0.355, 1) 0s; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">EMMA LAZARUS</a></span></div> </div> <div class="c-feature-bd" style="margin:0px 0px 20px;font-size:1.1875rem;font-family:adobe-garamond-pro, Garamond, Baskerville, "Baskerville Old Face", "Hoefler Text", "Times New Roman", serif;line-height:1.3"> <div class="o-poem isActive" data-view="PoemView" style="margin:0px;font-size:1.125rem"> <div class="o-vr o-vr_6x" style="margin:0px 0px 18.75px;font-size:18px"> <div class="c-epigraph" style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 24px;font-size:1.125rem"> <p style="margin:0px 0px 12px;font-size:18px"></p> <div style="margin:0px;font-size:18px;font-style:italic">Rosh-Hashanah, 5643</div> <p style="margin:0px;font-size:18px"></p> </div> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Not while the snow-shroud round dead earth is rolled,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">And naked branches point to frozen skies.—<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">When orchards burn their lamps of fiery gold,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">The grape glows like a jewel, and the corn<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">A sea of beauty and abundance lies,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Then the new year is born.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em"><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Look where the mother of the months uplifts<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">In the green clearness of the unsunned West,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Her ivory horn of plenty, dropping gifts,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Cool, harvest-feeding dews, fine-winnowed light;<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Tired labor with fruition, joy and rest<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Profusely to requite.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em"><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Blow, Israel, the sacred cornet! Call<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Back to thy courts whatever faint heart throb<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">With thine ancestral blood, thy need craves all.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">The red, dark year is dead, the year just born<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Leads on from anguish wrought by priest and mob,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">To what undreamed-of morn?<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em"><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">For never yet, since on the holy height,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">The Temple's marble walls of white and green<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Carved like the sea-waves, fell, and the world's light<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Went out in darkness,—never was the year<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Greater with portent and with promise seen,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Than this eve now and here.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em"><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Even as the Prophet promised, so your tent<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Hath been enlarged unto earth's farthest rim.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">To snow-capped Sierras from vast steppes ye went,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Through fire and blood and tempest-tossing wave,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">For freedom to proclaim and worship Him,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Mighty to slay and save.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em"><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">High above flood and fire ye held the scroll,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Out of the depths ye published still the Word.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">No bodily pang had power to swerve your soul:<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Ye, in a cynic age of crumbling faiths,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Lived to bear witness to the living Lord,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Or died a thousand deaths.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em"><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">In two divided streams the exiles part,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">One rolling homeward to its ancient source,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">One rushing sunward with fresh will, new heart.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">By each the truth is spread, the law unfurled,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Each separate soul contains the nation's force,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">And both embrace the world.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em"><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Kindle the silver candle's seven rays,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Offer the first fruits of the clustered bowers,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">The garnered spoil of bees. With prayer and praise<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">Rejoice that once more tried, once more we prove<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <div style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">How strength of supreme suffering still is ours<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br> </div> <span style="margin:0px;padding:0px 0px 0px 1em;font-size:18px;text-indent:-1em">For Truth and Law and Love.</span></div> </div> </div> </div> <div class="o-grid" style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 0px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" dir="ltr"> <div class="o-grid-col o-grid-col_10of12" style="margin:0px;font-family:adobe-garamond-pro, Garamond, Baskerville, "Baskerville Old Face", "Hoefler Text", "Times New Roman", serif;caret-color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"> </div> </div> <br class="Apple-interchange-newline" style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> <br class="Apple-interchange-newline"> <br> </div> <div id="ms-outlook-mobile-signature" dir="ltr"> <div></div> </div> </div> </div> Silent 3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861208722914458493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36433056.post-26097825258970134432022-08-29T16:38:00.001-04:002022-08-29T16:38:48.877-04:00The more you know. 42 <p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjhqRHIFyxmmx609F7PKoMZWJkvBss1flWd2n0hS5L00pZSz1ZVfvK7kDxpx3-m6B8W8k4Di16RslGD0fJ8XsKWSi7EPTQYC3-D2b159SGg4r_IUyBj5n5Rjfsa2qcq2hXscD1TYjUOEM_ZhSHQcdiCwTmNQgaBMYeHl1ZmSX66QLaOI-5z"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjhqRHIFyxmmx609F7PKoMZWJkvBss1flWd2n0hS5L00pZSz1ZVfvK7kDxpx3-m6B8W8k4Di16RslGD0fJ8XsKWSi7EPTQYC3-D2b159SGg4r_IUyBj5n5Rjfsa2qcq2hXscD1TYjUOEM_ZhSHQcdiCwTmNQgaBMYeHl1ZmSX66QLaOI-5z=s320" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_7137400415239487794" /></a></p><div dir="ltr"> <div><br style=""> </div> <div id="ms-outlook-mobile-signature" dir="ltr"> <div></div> </div> </div> Silent 3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861208722914458493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36433056.post-4566822887507072692022-08-13T20:22:00.001-04:002022-08-13T20:22:40.718-04:00In memory of Harry Jackson. 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