Tuesday, November 18, 2014
I ain't got time to take no fast train
* The lonely days are gone... (Sir Joe Cocker.)
Posted by: Marie at 9:48 PM |
Monday, November 17, 2014
One dark and windy day
Public-sector unions this fall pulled out all the stops to defeat Rauner in his race against incumbent Gov. Pat Quinn (D), with hopes of avoiding life under a Republican who questioned whether they should have collective bargaining rights at all. But they failed in Illinois, and four of the other five states where they waged a battle to defeat GOP gubernatorial candidates hostile to their cause.
Now, public-sector unions are bracing for more attacks by ascendant GOP governors and undergoing a period of soul-searching to figure out why they have lost so much public support — and how to get it back.
Currently the water levels are so low that people need to rappel down to their boats at Bidwell Marina.
* Informative Chicago article, with fun video: Get to Know an ‘L’ Line: Green Line, Lake Branch.
* Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-o. Ghost riders in the sky.
Posted by: Marie at 10:04 PM |
Sunday, November 16, 2014
We can jump in the water
A week ago.
This afternoon we had all the weather I dread, freezing rain mixed with snow. And I slid off the porch. Fortunately, I landed two-footed on the step below, thanks to years of practice. At this age, I don't know how long I can keep it up.
* Excellent report: The day Capt. Tammy Duckworth was shot down.
* Fifteen minute video of the beautiful dragonfly.
Posted by: Marie at 8:28 PM |
Monday, November 10, 2014
Tell the family lawyer
For Veterans Day. Both photos are from my family's archives. I could be wrong, but the more I think about it, the more I think the second photo was part of some sort of Navy recruiting scheme. Join the Navy, play cards. Hey, it's just a theory. Also, I'm pretty sure that is Kirk Douglas in back.
After each question Ingram truthfully answered, “I don’t know.”
“Every time that he asked me a question, there was a sailor standing behind me. He had his fist rolled up and he’d hit me with the inside of his fist right on the ear,” Ingram said. “I couldn’t hardly hear what was going on after about five minutes.”
When they finally decided that Ingram indeed did not know anything, they tossed a life ring into the water, then threw Ingram in after it. He swam away from the screws, then realized they were using him for target practice. Again, he swam for his life.
Posted by: Marie at 9:08 PM |
Sunday, November 09, 2014
You lead me through a life of misery
Posted by: Marie at 6:44 PM |