sigh....what!
Monday, February 2, 2004
#188...one word..
aah...aahh.....ah-bullsheit!
excuse me - but i have this NASTY cold.
(...wardrobe malfunction my ass..)
#187...do yourself a favor...
and be one of the first to jump on his bandwagon....why? - because it's an official order.
(and of course, i have a penchant for people who post pointlessly in case you haven't been paying attention -)
Sunday, February 1, 2004
#186....February 1, 2003 9:02 a.m.
So on this day one year ago, I was walking through the Cafe Boulangerie at the Paris Hotel & Casino in Las Vegas, carrying a bag of freshly baked, still warm, croissants while sipping on a fresh cup of coffee. The flavor was warm and wonderful, and I was anxious to again get started and explore another day in the beautiful Nevada canyons. The casino's promenade of shops and restaurants was busy with fresh, and not so fresh, morning faces. And as usual, one could hear the familiar songs of the ever-chiming slot machines, seductively calling their wares to the morning gamblers.
Over in the corner, a man with a morning newspaper suddenly peered over his reading glasses and stared intently at the television mounted up on the wall. Curious, my eyes followed his. Almost immediately thereafter a hush fell over the cafe as other people, too, turned their attentions to the breaking news banner that ribboned across the bottom of the screen. Confusion turned to horror as patrons pieced together the newscaster's voice to the images. People unaware of what was unfolding stopped short as they entered the cafe - temporarily caught off guard by the heavy cafe atmosphere.
A pillowly couple standing in front of me, pointed and whispered to each other. Wide-eyed, an elderly woman placed her hand over her mouth and shook her head slowly from side to side - not wanting to believe what her eyes were showing her; her husband dropped his gaze to the floor. Varying degrees of horror became evident as people, one by one, came to understand the tragedy. Sadness flooded the air, thick and syrupy, and choked us almost to the point of smothering.
The spaceshuttle Columbia broke apart on reentry...
The seven aboard just lost their lives. Four wives, two husbands are now widowed.
Six children just lost their fathers. One child has just lost her mother. Seven families are now torn apart.
An agency, two nations, and the rest of the world, are united in mourning, on this morning, February 1, 2003 at 9:02 a.m...
#185... a quote.
"You must learn day by day,
year by year,
to broaden your horizon.
The more things you love,
the more you are interested in,
the more you enjoy,
the more you are indignant about,
the more you have left when
anything happens..."
~Ethel Barrymore
...sometimes we need to remember stuff like this....
#184....ever wonder...
what was going on the day you were born, married, had your first child, bought your first car, graduated high school, or wore your first pair of high heeled shoes? yeah. me too....check it out---------------->dMarie Time Capsule
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