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What changes hath time wrought...mostly a different hair-color, a few wrinkles and loss of short-term memory.

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

What makes YOU laugh?

I didn't think I'd write in this daily, but maybe I will.

In today's edition of The Derrick someone wrote to Dr. Donohue and asked "When one loses weight, is the fat loss removed through elimination processes, or what? Does it just drop off?" I'm curious by what was meant by "elimination process." I don't watch Oprah, but I heard she displayed the amount of weight she lost with a big cart of animal fat. I wonder if this person thought that was what it really looks like! Imagine if it DID work that way! I wouldn't just be warning my 2-year old not to step in dog poop but watch out for the fat globs, too. I would think it would be quite slippery, also.

Now, I don't have A LOT of room to scoff at apparent stupidity. I recently had to repair my mailbox-flag holder. The holes where the screws were had just rotted. So I grabbed our electric drill/screwdriver and attempted to replace the holder in a new spot on our wood mailbox stand. I could not get the drill to go in very far. It seemed to me I'd had the same problem when I'd put this flag up the first time. I attributed it to some very hard wood. So I tried another spot. Same trouble. Another. No go. I did get a mini hole started and decided maybe the drill bit had dulled so I tried the screw and I put all my weight into it. Just as my disgust was about to make me quit, I had to make the screwdriver go in reverse so I could remove the screw I'd forced in a half an inch. When lo and behold...I screwed the dang thing into the wood! Yes, I'd been trying to screw and drill in reverse. It took an additional 60 seconds to get that flag up and adjusted.

Besides stupidity, another thing that amuses me is when kids use unusual words. On Tuesdays I help out in my daughter's kindergarten class for about 45 minutes. It's at the end of the day so I bring her home with me when I leave. I also bring home the children of my friend who babysits my two-year old while I'm at the school. On the way to their home, the little girl- in my daughter's kindergarten class- was telling me about a poisonous frog they'd found in their woods. I asked how she knew it was poisonous. She said because it was black and green. Black and green, I said. She went on, it was green around the perimeter and black in the middle! Honestly, perimeter. That's pretty cool for a six-year old.

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