Archive for July 31st, 2007
Feelin’ Lucky, Punks?
Posted by: branwynne77 on: July 31, 2007
The Scene: Yesterday about 6:50 in the morning.
The Players: The innocent driver (Me) and two miscreants–punks if you will.
Ahhh. The crisp morning air. The pure boredom of waiting for the bus….I guess that’s what inspired two young teens to toss small rocks at my tires as I drove past them
I heard a *Clunk* as one [...]
Memory
Posted by: branwynne77 on: July 31, 2007
Ok. I dredged up an old memory. I don’t know how many of my readers implemented knowledge they learned from books, but I did.
I chipped at obsidian with a rock, in a vain attempt to make knives, arrow heads and other instruments of the Stone Age. It never worked, and I got some obsidian slivers [...]
School Dayz
Posted by: branwynne77 on: July 31, 2007
I know I didn’t write yesterday. Just wasn’t inspired but, lucky for you, today I am.)
We had a potluck at work today. Someone brought her kid so that we could see the adorable tyke, which I said hi to. He was too shy and hid behind his mother’s leg. It doesn’t bother me cause I [...]
My Brain
Posted by: branwynne77 on: July 31, 2007
Smart people pick people –or relationships–apart to find some fault, hoping to find some fault because secretly they choose to not be happy. Smarter people see and recognize flaws in whom they care for, but have learned to appreciate the individual ‘quirks’ of their friends.
The above theory also applies to thought provoking concepts, movies, and [...]
Health Care! Take charge!
Posted by: branwynne77 on: July 31, 2007
(Note: All these opinions are mine alone.)
I work for a large health care company. I am not going to mention the name, sorry, as I refuse to get into trouble.
I’d like to say that insurance isn’t supposed to pay ALL of your medical bills. YOU do need to be both physically and financially accountable for [...]
Once upon a time there was a girl, a princess whose realm had been turned to stone. She had always been lonely, growing up in her castle all alone. She played among the stone statues of her family, of the people who were hers to love and to take care of.
Then the princess, out of [...]
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