I would like to express my sympathy to anyone who lost a relative or friend in the recent terror attack in France.
To answer the question I got, this week, asking if I post anywhere else, like Twitter, or Facebook, the only other site I post to is my Tumblr page, which is linked to at the bottom of this page. No original content there, either. It is all reblogs of things I find on other Tumblr sites that interest me.
People are grafting fruit bearing branches onto sterilized fruit trees in San Francisco.
I imagine this extreme wastefulness exists in other modern countries, as well. Better to give it to those who can’t afford to buy it than to throw it away.
Don’t try this at home. How to shrink a quarter with electromagnetic force.
In just one week, Pokemoon Go has been the cause of at least 5 serious accidents.
Ozzy has made a statement about the Stairway To Heaven trial that makes perfect sense.
A reminder of how messed up the Bush Administration was. War for profit as a government strategy.
It seems that China still has a way to go in thinking of women and men as equals.
More proof that it doesn’t pay to be overly ostentatious. Especially when you become famous for being that way.
All about the mysterious Richat Structure.
The U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service is using drones to try to save ferrets from extinction.
…as if the kind of person who would actually do something like that would obey the sign.
Since this only appears to be practice, and not actual combat, I guess it’s okay to laugh.
No way do I believe this is a real photo. Jets fly at, what, a couple of hundred miles an hour? Look at his tie. Even sticking your head out of a car window at highway speed, your tie is going to be blown back harder than that. And what is being reflected in his sunglasses from in front of an airplane up in the sky?
In the past, I have likely alienated Christians, as well as Beyonce fans, with my opinions. Should I add sports fans to the list? When I was growing up, my Dad never watched sports on TV, so I never got interested in them either.
Think the weather sucks where you live? Imagine being a resident of this village in the Faroe Islands. They are just above Scotland and halfway between Norway and Iceland.
It seems like a bad idea to stand beside an aircraft which is landing, no matter what the reason.
You’d think someone would have pulled that bench away from the tree long before this happened.
Some people are so desperate to see aliens that they will take any anomaly as proof that extra-terrestrials are among us.
There is a small, yet real, risk of something going wrong, and Juno crashing into Europa.
Hard to believe it has already been a year since we saw New Horizons’ first images of Pluto.
ISS completed its 100,000th orbit around the Earth on Friday.
Work on the next Mars Rover is underway.
View of the Apollo 15 lunar lander from the Apennine front. I wonder how the astronauts felt, being so far away from their temporary home.
Here is the path of Juno’s orbit around Saturn. Its next close approach to the planet will be on August 27th, so we will have to wait until then for hi-res photos.
Ford dealers that sell and service the new 2017 Ford GT will be required to install a dedicated clean room for repairs and maintenance at a cost of $30,000 or more per store.
In my previous post, I mentioned how much I like the Chrysler 300 series of cars. Here is another one I would love to own.
1968 Lamborghini 400 GT
Accordion to a recent survey, replacing words in a sentence with the names of musical instruments often goes undetected.
A hillbilly was in jail serving 30 years for robbing banks. After serving about 12 years he is notified that his Uncle Joe from Chicago has died and left him over $100,000. The hillbilly was so happy when the warden said he would put it in trust until he was released. The warden asked him if there was anything he wanted to buy before tying the money up. The Hillbilly said he had read a lot about computers and wanted a computer. The warden said “sure” and got him a computer. A brand new Compaq computer. After a few weeks the warden visited him in his cell to see how he was doing. To his amazement he saw the computer smashed on the floor. The warden asked the Hillbilly what happened. The Hillbilly said it didn’t work right and he got mad. He said it would not even complete the simplest task. The warden asked him what he wanted the computer to do. The Hillbilly said he just wanted one thing from the computer. One simple task and it could not do it. The Hillbilly said, “I hit the escape key and nothing happened, I hit the key again and still nothing, I am still here. I think I will sue Compaq.”.
The beautiful young career girl had one unhappy trait: She would fall head over heels in love with a different man each week, always with the conviction that her latest beau was the man of her dreams, with whom she could live happily ever after. One particularly devastating experience finally convinced her that she had to put an end to this distressing habit. She vowed to spend the next few evenings alone and repaired to her favorite bar to console herself. But, as luck would have it, she encountered a handsome well groomed stranger, whom she couldn’t resist approaching. “Let me buy you a drink,” the young man said, after she sat down next to him. “But I really must tell you that nothing will come of it.” His reserve intrigued her and after several drinks, her attraction to him had grown considerably. In fact, the more the fellow put her off, the more fascinated she became. Here, she thought, was a truly fine young man who didn’t try to take advantage of her like all the rest. Before she knew it, she had invited him to her apartment. ‘I’m just not the type of person who does that sort of thing,” her flew friend replied. “But I’ll come along for the conversation.” His hesitance increased her ardor for him all the more. By the tune they had reached her apartment, she was irresistibly drawn to him. Once inside, she reclined languorously on the couch and beckoned to him. “Please,” he pleaded. “I told you this couldn’t work out.” “But you don’t understand,” she said. “I want you for my husband” “That’s quite different!” he said enthusiastically. “Send him in!”.
Because our former small-town parish was not a wealthy one, our pastor was dependent on parishioners for upkeep and maintenance of the church. Once he asked my husband, Sam, to rewire the confessionals. The only way to reach the wiring was to enter the attic above the altar and crawl over the ceiling by balancing on the rafters. Concerned for my husband’s safety, I waited in a pew. Unbeknownst to me, some parishioners were congregating in the vestibule. They paid little attention to me, probably assuming I was praying. Worried about my husband, I looked up toward the ceiling and yelled, “Sam, Sam — are you up there? Did you make it okay? There was quite an outburst from the vestibule when Sam’s hearty voice echoed down, “Yes, I made it up here just fine!”.
Becky is having lunch with Hannah. Becky says, “My Morris is just impossible. Absolutely nothing pleases him. Tell me, Hannah, is your Harold hard to please?” Hannah shrugs and replies, I wouldn’t know. I’ve never tried.
I have been unable to sleep since I broke off our engagement.
Won’t you forgive and forget? Your absence is breaking my heart.
I was a fool, nobody can take your place. I love you.
All my love,
P.S. Congratulations on winning last week’s Powerball lottery.
A couple had been married for 45 years and had raised a brood of 11 children and was blessed with 22 grandchildren. When asked the secret for staying together all that time, the wife replies, “Many years ago we made a promise to each other: the first one to pack up and leave has to take all the kids.”
A woman went to the doctor’s office where she was seen by one of the younger doctors. After about four minutes in the examination room, she burst out screaming as she ran down the hall. An older doctor stopped her and asked what the problem was, and she told him her story. After listening, he had her sit down and relax in another room. The older doctor marched down the hallway back to where the young doctor was writing on his clipboard. “What’s the matter with you?” the older doctor demanded. “Mrs. Terry is 61 years old, has four grown children and seven grandchildren and you told her she was pregnant?” The younger doctor continued writing, and without looking up and said, “Does she still have the hiccups?”
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