Last night when I was contemplating how we should spend our time together this morning, I thought that it’s been several weeks since we’ve travelled together and maybe now, before the snows come, would be a good time for it. So, I checked into some things and I think you’ll enjoy the places we’re going to visit today! So, hop aboard the Filomobile and let’s go to …
Krong Ban Lung, Cambodia! There is a simply gorgeous lake here, but also a couple of interesting tidbits.It’s believed that 4,000 years ago, a volcanic eruption created a crater that, over time, filled with water. The lake was once surrounded by thick forest on all sides, but today only a thin layer remains, with most of the land having been farmed.
The waters of Yeak Laom are crystal clear, and they stand in stark contrast with the bright green in the background—if you visit during or shortly after the rainy season. Exotic birds and butterflies are common sights, and wild pigs may also come around.
Although the lake is considered sacred by the local people, swimming or playing in the water is common for both locals and tourists. Wooden docks with steps have been built to facilitate access. In 2018, bureaucratic procedures were started to register Yeak Laom and the land around it as state land to better protect the environment. Other measures to protect the lake forbid people from using detergents, gambling, or having arguments while in the lake. Okay, now the detergents I get, but gambling or arguing???In February 2016, Princess Maha Chakri Sirindhorn of Thailand was planning to pay a visit to Yeak Laom, and in preparation for her visit, as toilets are not common in the area, a special toilet was constructed for the princess to use during her visit. An air-conditioned toilet. At a cost of $40,000. That she never used. That was thrown away after her two-hour visit, during which the urge never hit.It took 10 labourers 19 days to build the eight-metre square toilet. It has silver railings up its white-washed steps and an all-white tiled roof. This area of Cambodia being a particularly poor region, I’m sure this toilet is far more luxurious than most of the homes in the five villages that surround the lake. The building was allowed to remain after the princess’ visit, but the toilet was disassembled and thrown out. Why?
“If you have a king—well, just, normal people can’t use the king’s toilet.”
Ah, arrogance is world-wide, isn’t it? But isn’t this lake just beautiful?
Next I thought we’d travel over to France … Équihen-Plage, France, to be precise, for I am told there are some interesting holiday homes made of boats. Upside down boats, that is. You’ve heard of houseboats, yes? Well these are upside-down boat houses! Ah … we have arrived … let’s take a look …Équihen-Plage is a fishing port and farming village some 3 miles south of Boulogne on the English Channel coast with a population just under 3,000. The tradition of the boat houses began after World War I when old boats unworthy for the sea were dragged up to high ground and turned upside down. The hull, which now became the roof, was covered in tar to ensure that it was watertight. A door cut out on the sides provided entry, while windows let in air and light. Even then, the interior was dark and stuffy. The entire length of the boat served as a single room. Space for cooking and sleeping were shared.
During the Second World War, nearly all the boathouses got destroyed, but their legacy lingered on. In the 1990s, about sixty years after their disappearance, the village decided to revive the ancient heritage and erected a couple of upturned boat houses and fitted them with modern facilities to entice tourists. They can be rented now with prices starting from about three hundred Euros, or $340 USD.
All this traveling is making me a bit hungry … what about you? Ready for a little bite before we head to our last stop? Let’s just pop over to Nottingham … yes, the place of Robin Hood and the evil sheriff, but that isn’t the theme of the restaurant we’re going to. Remember the Edgar Allen Poe story, The Pit and the Pendulum? My dad read that one to me when I was … oh, probably 7 or 8 … and I had nightmares for days … er, nights. Anyway, in the town of Nottingham is a restaurant named The Pit and the Pendulum that sounds intriguing.
Wow … this place is creepy, isn’t it? But it’ll be fun. Let’s take a peek at the drink menu …
Y’know … on second thought … I’m not all that hungry after all … perhaps we can grab a pack of crackers on our way to …
The former mining town of St. Blazey in Cornwall, England, home of the world’s largest greenhouse. For fifty years, a clay mine on the edge of the English town had slowly been abandoned, until in the late 1990s when a new concept was proposed for the area called Project Eden. A near polar opposite to the crater left by the old mine, the Eden Project was designed as a massive greenhouse complex, consisting of two biomes bubbling off of the ground and reflecting both a tropical and Mediterranean climate. After the deep depression left from the mine was filled in with thousands of tons of soil, construction began and the two largest greenhouses in the world were created over two and a half years. Inside the hexagonally-patterned biomes are over one million different plant species, each one reflecting the climates of their respective biomes.The Tropical Biome features rubber plants, bananas, and bamboo stalks towering above visitors in the nearly four-acre dome. The Mediterranean Biome is only 1.6 acres, but is similarly filled to capacity with olive plants and grape vines.Along with stunning flora, cascading waterfalls and footpaths wind past massive boulders and ponds and even a few statues can be found carefully placed around the Mediterranean biome. Although the greenhouses are the central attraction of the complex, the grounds of the Eden Project are also covered in temperate plants that can grow in an uncovered atmosphere.
And now, I don’t know about you guys, but I’m tired and ready to go home, perhaps for a 10-minute nap, a hot cup of coffee, and a bit of time spent with a good book. I hope you’ve enjoyed our little jaunt today … we’ll do it again soon! Have a great weekend … don’t forget, just 24 days ‘til Christmas … better get shopping! I have mine mostly finished … no muss, no fuss … all done online!
Today I have a bouncy mind … too much inundation of both news and holidays, I think. Have to bake birthday cookies, do birthday cards, get a package ready to mail overseas, Trump did a convoluted interview yesterday that I’m struggling to get through without throwing something, and a new federal judge is about to be confirmed who supports extreme voter suppression. No wonder my mind is bouncing! So, I share with you a few of the thoughts that have crept out from the crevices during the bounce …
Yesterday morning when I logged onto Facebook for the first time of the day, planning to check messages and post my latest blog post, I was immediately assailed by a large message from Facebook itself, asking me to donate money to one of several charitable causes, and promising to match my donation. HAH!!! Mind you, though I haven’t much to give, I do give … I give to St. Jude’s Children’s Research Hospital, the Humane Society, the local foodbank. I give to a variety of local homeless shelters. So, it isn’t that I’m not willing to help out … it is, simply put, that I do not have any reason to trust Facebook!
Entrust my bank account number to Facebook after their recent data breach that exposed the personal data of millions of users??? And … trust them to actually match my donation? I think not. This is a case of “Let the buyer beware”. I will continue to carefully choose my own causes, thank you very much anyway, Mr. Mark Zuckerberg!
And speaking of letting the buyer beware, I am once again grumbling loudly over one of my old pet peeves. Note to all readers: If the package says “Easy open – pull here” … get your scissors and sharpest knives out, be prepared to spend a minimum of ten minutes fighting to get to the product inside the package, and while you’re at it … be sure your first-aid kit is handy! I’ve been putting it down to my being old, my hands and fingers not being as agile or strong as they once were, but even the youngster in this house has trouble opening things these days. I still get her to do it, though, for she has far more patience than I, and is therefore less likely to throw and break things. Besides, she doesn’t swear, so it is less traumatic for the kitties!
But seriously, is there any reason that opening a new bottle of ibuprofen requires a degree in rocket science? Or a bag of chicken tenders … “pull tab” it says … “tear along perforation” – what perforation??? There is no tab, there is no perforation … there is a dotted line, but it is not perforated! Get the scissors … snip, clip … okay and … nothing! I cut along the dotted line, but it is too far above that part where you can pull it open. Finally, a butcher knife right to the heart of the package does the trick. How much time was just wasted? Luckily this time only a small bandage was required … last time it was a roll of gauze and adhesive tape! And to think … people get paid big bucks to come up with these packaging designs. Sigh.
MSNBC is not one of my ‘go-to’ sources. First, they are owned by Comcast. Second, they are left-biased. Now, granted, my own leanings are toward the left of center, but when I want news, I want news … facts, reported accurately and without significant bias toward either side. As Joe Friday used to say in the old Dragnet show, “just the facts, ma’am”. That said, today I give MSNBC a thumbs-up for refusing, for the second time this month, to carry a White House press event.
The first time was on November 1st when the network refused to transmit live a fearmongering presidential address about immigration and the caravan in Mexico. The second time was yesterday afternoon when, for the first time in about a month, White House Press Secretary Sarah Huckabee Sanders deigned to hold a ‘daily’ press briefing. The briefing was a joke, naught but propaganda such as Larry Kudlow, Trump’s Director of the National Economic Council, saying, “We’ll see what happens. … Our economy’s in very good shape right now”. Sounds rather like a replay of something Trump has said many times, doesn’t it? Toe the party line. The entire briefing, from what I can gather, was more of the same. National Security Advisor John Bolton saying that he hasn’t listened to the audio recording of the killing of Jamal Khashoggi and sees no reason to do so. Sanders herself rang in with, “I don’t think the president has any concerns about the [Mueller] report because he knows that there was no wrongdoing by him and that there was no collusion.” It was a waste of the press’ time and a waste of anybody’s time who bothered to watch it. Press briefings have become repetitious and uninformative. You may disagree, but I think MSNBC made the right decision in this case, and I’d like to see more of the media outlets be a bit more discriminating about just what they choose to waste our time with.
And so, you now know how a bouncy mind works, and I shall return you to your regularly scheduled life! Thanks for bouncing along with me today!
Hey guys! Come in out of the cold … I hear some of you got dumped on over the weekend … last night I heard that Chicago’s O’Hare Airport had canceled some 700 flights! Luckily, I think it’s supposed to go north of us and land in Maine somewhere. Mr. LePage deserves it! So how was your weekend?
I had a really difficult time doing ‘funny’ last night, and even Jolly wasn’t much help. All the humour in my usual ‘go-to’ sources seemed a bit macabre, like the guy who was trying to steal gasoline from a U-Haul and set himself and the U-Haul truck on fire. Somehow … it just didn’t make me laugh. So, instead of a variety of humour today, I am falling back on the one thing that always works, funny animals. Jolly, by the way, is still in bed … I think perhaps he’s coming down with something.
Grab a snack and a nice hot cuppa java, and settle in for a bit of furry funnies before you set out to start the week off.
And let’s wrap up with a few jokes, shall we?
And I’m sorry, folks, but that’s all the funny I have in me for today. Share a smile, a laugh, or even a hug today with a friend, a co-worker or a stranger, okay? Keep warm, keep safe, and have a great week!!!
The piece I am sharing with you today does not come from The Onion, though you would be forgiven for thinking so. It is, rather, a tongue-in-cheek look at Donald Trump as per his interview on Fox ‘News’ with Chris Wallace last Sunday by Washington Post columnist Dana Milbank.
This is what happens when a stable genius leads a stupid country
By Dana Milbank, Columnist, November 19 at 7:35 PM
President Trump is surrounded by fools.
There’s that fool William H. McRaven, Special Operations commander of the raid that killed Osama bin Laden, and the other fools in the U.S. military, who should have brought down bin Laden “a lot sooner,” because “everybody in Pakistan” — all 208 million of them — knew the terrorist leader was living in “a nice mansion.” Trump alone “predicted Osama bin Laden” in 2000 when “nobody really knew who he was.”(Were they waiting for Trump to give them bin Laden’s Zip code plus four?)
There are the fools in the CIA, who have concluded based on so-called evidence that Saudi Crown Prince Mohammed bin Salman ordered last month’s killing of Post contributor Jamal Khashoggi. But Trump alone understands that we’ll never know the truth, because the crown prince denied involvement “maybe five different times.”
There’s that fool Chris Wallace at Fox News, who didn’t understand why Trump skipped Arlington National Cemetery on the Monday after Veterans Day after skipping a visit to a U.S. military cemetery in France two days earlier. But Wallace, if he were wiser, would have known Trump was “extremely busy on calls for the country” as well as “doing other things.”
There are the foolish Finns who, after Trump claimed Finland avoided forest fires because “they spent a lot of time on raking,” are now mocking him by posing with garden tools in the woods. But Trump knows Finnish forest-raking is real because Finland’s president, Sauli Niinisto, told him about it just last week (even if Niinisto can’t remember this).
Worst of all are the fools in California — people who insist on calling the fire-destroyed town there “Paradise” instead of “Pleasure,” as Trump prefers to call it — who assert that the fires were caused by drought instead of their own mismanagement. As Trump well knows, “there is no drought” in California and there is “plenty of water.”
No one has suffered as many fools as Trump has. But this is to be expected when a “very stable genius” leads a “stupid country.”
Trump knows “more about courts than any human being.” He knows “more about steelworkers than anybody.” He knows “more about ISIS than the generals do,” and “more about offense and defense than they will ever understand.” He knows “more about wedges than any human being that’s ever lived.” He even knows more about medicine than his doctor, dictating a doctor’s letter predicting he would be “the healthiest individual ever elected to the presidency.”
How does Trump know so much about so many things? Explaining his disagreement with scientists on climate change, Trump told the Associated Press: “My uncle was a great professor at MIT for many years. Dr. John Trump. And I didn’t talk to him about this particular subject, but I have a natural instinct for science.”
Given Trump’s natural scientific instinct, you don’t need a B.S. from Trump University to know how frustrating it must be to be contradicted repeatedly by “experts” — some in his own administration!
The intelligence community unanimously believes that Russia meddled in the 2016 election, but Trump’s instinct says there’s no reason to disbelieve Russian President Vladimir Putin’s denials.
Satellite imagery shows that North Korea has enhanced its ability to launch missiles, but Trump says, “I don’t believe that.”
The scientific consensus supports the theory of climate change, but Trump says “it could very well go back” to cooling.
Trump’s instinct has led him to a number of scientific discoveries over time:
“The worst hurricanes were 50 years ago.”
Vaccines cause autism in “many” healthy children.
The flu shot is “totally ineffective.”
Exercise is unhealthy.
Coal is “indestructible.”
Windmills are a “killing field” for birds and can make people who live near turbines “go crazy after a couple of years.”
It’s okay to look directly at the sun during a solar eclipse.
California is “shoving” water out to sea “to protect a certain kind of three-inch fish.”
With such a high level of technical expertise, Trump waited 19 months into his presidency to name a White House science adviser. More than 1,000 members of the National Academy of Sciences accuse Trump of the “denigration of scientific expertise and harassment of scientists.”
But they don’t understand. Trump knows more about science than the scientists do.
And this is the problem with being surrounded by fools: Though Trump gives his presidency an “A-plus,” most Americans — about 60 percent — do not appreciate his brilliance.
He deserves better — and he should demand it. He should walk away, withdraw his excellence, maybe get a place in Pleasure — and leave us to suffer our own foolish “scientists” and “experts” and “facts.” That would really show us.
Deep breaths … lighten up … smile, for it is humour. Any fool who rates himself an A+ when more than half the country, not to mention allies in other nations, hate him enough to wish to send him to Siberia, is a moron.
Remember back in 2015-2016, that long, ugly, disgusting, tiresome campaign Trump conducted? Yeah, who could forget, right, especially since he doesn’t seem to realize that the 2016 election has ended and the campaign is over, so he keeps holding more and more of his really crappy rallies where he still has his minions chanting “Lock her up!”, even though they have forgotten who it was he wanted locked up. One of the many things that he spent that year-and-a-half (have I mentioned that it was a very looooooong year-and-a-half?) shoving down people’s throats was how he was going to “drain the swamp”, a euphemism for getting rid of corruption in the federal government. Well, we now know, thanks to Kellyanne Conway, that Trump uses a different dictionary, a different vocabulary than we do, called ‘alternative facts’, and that by ‘drain the swamp’, what he really meant was he was planning to bring in much more lethal, corrupt, greedy, criminal gators ‘n crocs.
One of my favourite comedians, John Oliver, has applied his own special brand of humour to the notion of Trump ‘draining the swamp’, and it is worth a watch … both educational and humorous …
Thank you, John!
Good morning, friends! For some reason, I’m extra sleepy this morning … probably the weather … or a shortened night’s sleep. So tell me, how was your weekend? Mine was fine … nothing spectacular, but good enough. It was the first weekend in months that daughter Chris didn’t have some band obligation to attend, so that was nice. Well, grab a snack and a cuppa and let’s go in search of something to make us smile, shall we?
Taco Bell clothing line?
Oh please, say it ain’t so! Taco Bell, the fast food restaurant chain, is getting into the Thanksgiving spirit by riffing on the tradition of the ugly Christmas sweater. The chain teamed with ugly Christmas sweater company Tipsy Elves to create two sweaters and two varieties of leggings that celebrate both Taco Bell and the tradition of “Friendsgiving,” a Thanksgiving dinner shared with friends instead of family.Now who in their right mind would be caught dead in one of these??? Oh … wait … I know who … never mind … forget I even asked.
Not to be outdone, the burger chain Whataburger has unveiled its Christmas sweater …
The sweater features Whataburger’s logo as well as French fries, snowflakes, a Christmas tree and ‘24 hours’.The sweaters quickly sold out but take heart … another batch is due on December 5th. And don’t anybody get any ideas about getting me any fast-food clothing for Christmas, got it?
And speaking of food gifts …
What is with the food companies branching out into clothing and other non-edibles these days? Has climate change produced some chemical that is frying people’s brains? This time, it’s Jimmy Dean, makers of breakfast sausage.Sausage maker Jimmy Dean is asking customers to trade photos of their favorite dishes for free gifts including sausage-scented wrapping paper. The company said the Jimmy Dean Recipe Gift Exchange offers a variety of free gifts that customers can exchange for photos of dishes cooked from the company’s featured sausage recipes.
The exchange involves three steps:
Step 1: Cook one of Jimmy Dean’s featured sausage recipes.
Step 2: Submit a picture of your dish to jimmydeangiftexchange.com.
Step 3: Select which one of several free gifts you would like to receive.The free gifts include sausage-scented wrapping paper, a glass Christmas tree ornament shaped like a packaged Jimmy Dean sausage, an “ugly Christmas sweater” printed apron and a vinyl Christmas album recorded by Jimmy Dean himself in 1965.
The company said one participant will also win a $10,000 diamond-studded belt buckle inspired by Jimmy Dean’s famous signature belt buckle.
Okay, but WHY???
Some people in this world, I have concluded, simply have far too much time on their hands! Take, for example, David Rush of Idaho. He has been practicing for this moment … for the moment when he beat his own Guinness World record for … wait for it …Yes, folks, for eating the most kernels of corn with a toothpick. WHY???
“I practiced skewering a lot to prepare along with the size of the plate, spreading out the corn and best toothpicks to use. If you believe you can get better at something and work hard at it, you can get better at anything.”
This time, he managed 241 corn kernels in three minutes, which broke his previous record of only 236 kernels in the same time frame. With a toothpick. Anyone want to try this one at home?
Fred Flintstone … alive and well in Florida?
If you’ve been wondering lately (and who hasn’t?) where Fred Flintstone, Wilma, Barney & Betty have gotten off to … well, they retired and moved to Florida like about half the nation’s retirees do! Duh. But ol’ Fred hasn’t given up his cantankerous ways and earned himself a speeding ticket from Pasco County’s finest last week. Take a look …
Apparently Fred figured that hot Florida pavement wouldn’t do his feet much good if he had to use them to propel the car, so he is using one with an engine. Well, makes sense … he’s retired and no longer a spring chicken, y’know!
That’s a funny-looking bus …
It happened in Russia, but I can picture people here trying it … tell people they cannot do something, and they will die trying to prove to you that they can!
The Zolotoy Bridge in Vladivostok is ‘vehicles only’, no pedestrian traffic allowed, much the same as our Interstate highways here in the U.S. A group of people apparently wanted to cross the Zolotoy Bridge quite badly, so they did what any group would do … they disguised themselves as … a bus!It was all great fun until the police showed up, made them turn around, and an officer followed them off the bridge.
And that’s a wrap for this Monday … oh, I almost forgot … Jolly had something he wanted to share with you …
I found dese funny pictures just for you guys … I hope you likes ‘em.
Have a great week, my friends. Please share your smiles … when you do that, they are repaid 1,000 times! Love ‘n hugs from Filosofa and Jolly!
Some call it multi-tasking … I call it ‘losing my mind’. An example. Yesterday morning, after the usual morning ritual of hair & toothbrushing (different brushes, thankfully), bed-making and tidying the bedroom/bathroom, I headed downstairs. Being caffeine-deprived and not yet quite “with the program”, I forgot to stick my cell phone and smokes in my pocket. It was an hour or so before I realized my oversight, and trotted (yes, trotted, for by now I had 20 ounces of lovely caffeinated coffee running through my veins) back upstairs to retrieve the errant phone and cigs.
On the way up, I grabbed the spare Tide pods that were waiting on the stairs for somebody to take them up to the supply rack in the hallway. When I got to the top of the stairs and tried to place the pods on the rack, however, there was no space. So, I tidied and organized the rack to make room for the Tide pods. Much better … now there was actually extra space, for I had found a couple of empty light bulb boxes that nobody had bothered to throw out, so I trotted back down the stairs to toss the empty boxes.
Where was I …??? Who knows … okay, must be time to fold the towels I washed a while ago. That done, I sat down to take a break, check the news and … wait … where are my smokes? Oy Vey!!! I remember now … I went upstairs to get them but got sidetracked by the rack. Okay … back up the stairs (the trotting has slowed just a bit now). Into the bedroom … now what did I come up here for … oh yes … cell phone and cigarettes … wait, what’s this on the night table … a receipt? Oh yes, my last grocery trip … I haven’t put that receipt into the computer yet … better do that while I’m thinking of it. Back downstairs, reach for a smoke and … where are my blasted cigarettes??? Oh yeah …
Well, you get the picture, right? It might not be so bad if I could just chalk it up to a one-time thing, but … this, my friends, is my life! Every. Single. Day.
I once interviewed for a job and the interviewer asked me how well I was able to multi-task. That was back when I was 30-something and still (mostly) had my wits about me, but even then, I told her that in my opinion, multi-tasking was a fallacy, that nobody actually managed it, and that it cut down on efficiency and productivity. Lovely speech, don’t you think? I didn’t get the job. That’s okay … there was another job I didn’t get because the interviewer, who was a head-hunter (recruiter) didn’t like my shoes! And another I didn’t get because the interviewer asked me a stupid question (If you could be any animal, what would you be, and why?) and I told her it was a stupid question and had nothing whatsoever to do with my qualifications for the position.
But in the end, it was for the best that I got none of those jobs, for it wasn’t long until somebody saw what a great accountant I was and hired me almost on the spot. Okay, they were desperate, and I had a big strike against me, as I had recently quit a job in favour of my ethics. You know what? Ethics can get you in trouble in corporate America. In the situation to which I refer, I was asked to fudge some numbers, to break the law and risk losing my CPA license were it ever revealed so I refused and resigned before I could be fired. But, it remained a black mark on my record.
How the Sam Heck did I get off on THAT topic? You see what I mean? I simply cannot stay focused … I wander, I drift, and I end up in places, not having the foggiest idea how or why I got there! And then today in my email, I had an offer from an “assisted living” place to come and tour their facility! And I keep getting notices in the mail from funeral homes, informing me of the urgency of planning now for the inevitable! Sheesh … just because it takes me 14 trips up the stairs to finally remember to get my phone and smokes, they think I’m ready for the ash heap? I’ll have them know that I am just … where is my coffee … where are my smokes … why am I eating a bowl of tuna???
This afternoon I am working on a couple of posts, including tomorrow’s Good People, so I am taking the easy way out and bringing you some chuckles … at least I hope they make you chuckle and not grab your head in pain!