Friday, January 30, 2015

Eggs

10:00 AM Posted by Linda Henson , , ,
A friend and I were talking about how vegans don't drink milk or eat eggs. Then I thought, what do the chickens do with all those eggs if humans don't eat them? Has anyone ever thought that maybe chickens take pride in the fact that they help to feed the world? It's just a thought.

Monday, January 12, 2015

Superstitions come from people not listening to common sense.  You've heard that it is bad luck to walk under a ladder. It is not bad luck, it's dangerous. If you walk under a ladder you could knock someone off or knock the ladder over.  Did anyone pay any attention to this?  No.  They just kept walking under that ladder until someone said, "It's bad luck." You could poke someone's eye out opening an umbrella in the house.  Did anyone care if someone went blind? No. Only when it became bad luck did they keep those umbrellas closed. Mirrors used to easily slip through fingers and drop to the floor leaving shards of glass for unwary feet. People got a firm grip on those mirrors when there was the threat of seven years bad luck. Self interest changes a person's behavior, not common sense. Now here are somethings that really carry bad luck. Littering. Cutting in line. Talking in the theater. coughing in public. Take of yourself people.

Saturday, January 10, 2015

Period

10:00 AM Posted by Linda Henson , , , , , , ,
I was working on my blog when my friend pointed out that I had forgotten to put a period at the end of my sentence. The philosopher in me thought, why put a period to my thoughts?  Maybe, a hundred years from now, someone will read my blog, probably when the chip in his head, and will want to add something profound or clever.  Or, it might be something really stupid. Period. End of sentence. Get your own blog.

Monday, January 5, 2015

Get Out Of My Way

10:00 AM Posted by Linda Henson , , , , , ,
Sometimes I think about getting a twitter account so I can tell people when I am coming.  I want people to stay home, remain at work, stay in the store. Don't get behind me, in front of me or come toward me. Just get out of my way.  Or would that be rude?