As of tonight, I have a better understanding of formal grammar in Spanish than in English. This is not because my Spanish is amazing or my English is terrible, just that teaching formal grammar was out of style when I was in school.|
Anyway, now I can refer to the past perfect without bluffing :)
Reply #2721. Apr 23 13, 6:15 AM
My magnolia bloomed last week and my tulips will bloom today. But it's still so cold!|
Reply #2722. Apr 23 13, 8:28 AM
We have another month or so to go before we'll see any life coming out of the ground.|
Reply #2723. Apr 23 13, 9:00 AM
It looks like Spring has arrived in Somerset. The sun is out, the grass is growing (time to see if the John Deere has overwintered OK) and the apple trees are covered in buds...good thing too, since last year a very early warm spell was followed by hailstorms and frost, so the blossom was all blown away and we had no apples, quinces or medlars at all. |
Reply #2724. Apr 23 13, 9:03 AM
Just got back from the motor vehicle dept. A close friend and neighbor, who can no longer dry gave me his car.
Got everything switched over to my name and it went quickly without a hitch. Luckily, I had all the paper work I needed to "seal the deal"
Reply #2725. Apr 23 13, 9:50 AM
This happened in April, 1993... so 20 years ago. We were greeting voters outside a factory, in the middle of a blizzard, with a 25 mph wind blowing through, the kind that freezes you to the bone.|
Anyway, we had been out there about 30 minutes when the candidate says "I don't know if this is dedicated, or crazy." We were leaning towards crazy.
15 minutes later, after 45 minutes in the blizzard, our labor coordinator says "You know, Peter, after the primary we're going to have to crank things up a notch."
I looked at him and said "Crank it up a notch? What does that mean, Phil, are we going to be doing this naked?"
20 years later, I still bring up "crank it up a notch" with him now and then.
Reply #2726. Apr 23 13, 12:44 PM
Today I started a new job. This is the first of many I've had over my 58 years. Interesting job but an awful lot to learn. I am looking forward to the challenge even though this new job will limit my Fun Trivia playing time. Even though I won't be around the site as much, I plan to do all the dailies, team games and Knockout. I am probably ranked as a medium level player on my team but occasionally I have moments of brilliance. I love this site and play when I can as often as I can. As a matter of fact, if this site paid me I would be in hog heaven and would probably play 20 hours a day. I do have one question: Has anyone one else played for hours, went to sleep and then dreamed about Mind Melt or Knockout? Do you think maybe I'm playing the site a little much? Probably so but I love it!|
Cheers from Greg
Reply #2727. Apr 23 13, 4:30 PM
I'm going to try my had at gardening this year. It's something I haven't done in quite some time.|
Reply #2728. Apr 23 13, 9:38 PM
I was playing Scrabble today and had a rather bad choice of letters for my board. Finally! I saw a word. Huon! I've heard of huon particles. I'm sure I heard of them on some documentary on the Science channel. I try the word. Rejected! "What?" I asked. How can a scientific term like huon not be in the dictionary. I Google it. Yes I'd heard of huon particles, but not from science but from science fiction. Namely my favorite program from the lovely UK. Dr. Who. Oh well.
Reply #2729. Apr 23 13, 10:07 PM
Anzac Day tomorrow so Dawn Service, followed by some two-up and a beverage or three then Saturday my band launches our first album. Good times!|
Reply #2730. Apr 23 13, 11:00 PM
Play in an hourly |
Reply #2731. Apr 24 13, 12:07 AM
A huge storm hit last night and our power went out .... again. It happens often.|
Reply #2732. Apr 24 13, 12:27 AM
Weather's great today. Too bad it's not the weekend.|
Reply #2733. Apr 24 13, 12:29 AM
Four hour prac session this afternoon. Went pretty well. I much prefer this as an effective teaching method compared to traditional lectures.|
Reply #2734. Apr 24 13, 4:41 AM
I have to call the dentist today to make an appointment to get some teeth pulled. I have been putting it off for months because I absolutely dread going to the dentist.|
Reply #2735. Apr 24 13, 7:19 AM
I was digging in the garden a few days ago, and found a cache of Pirate treasure. Necklaces, brooches, strings of pearls, earrings and several items of cutlery.|
They were in a box labelled PIRUT TRESHR.
'Oh, that's where I buried it' said Boy as he came to investigate why I was laughing. 'I wanted it to be in a safe place'
And 12 years later, it was found. :)
Reply #2736. Apr 24 13, 7:36 AM
At the stable for a couple of hours today. Had to call the vet for Buckley, thought he was colicing, but false alarm, thank goodness.|
Reply #2737. Apr 24 13, 8:24 AM
Once upon a time (Peterborough, 1966) there was a young girl named Debbie. She was only 13, but very mature for her age. Most importantly, she had a huge crush on a boy named Garnett. Garnett was shy and artistic, musical and quiet; just the sort of boy with whom Debbie always imagined herself falling in love. Garnett spent a lot of his time perfecting his artistic talents, drawing, writing and playing music, but Garnett was so shy that she didn't know how to approach him. |
One day, Debbie hit upon a plan. Garnett boarded in a home in her neighbourhood, and another boarder, Harry, also went to their high school. Harry wasn't exactly her type (not artistic, not musical), but he was far more outgoing. Harry was older than most of her friends and seemed more mature than most kids at school (he was in fact, four years older than her, having failed an elementary grade, then lost a grade when his family moved from the US to Canada). Harry was on the football team, the wrestling team, and he was on student council. Harry spent most of his time socializing with friends; he could always be found hanging out at the diner next to school, or at any of the sporting events at school.
Debbie's plan was simple...her girlfriend, Gail, was a cheerleader and knew Harry. Debbie would have Gail introduce her to Harry, then she would get a chance to get to know Garnett and then he would fall in love with her.
The night finally came. There was a basketball game, followed by a sock hop. During the first quarter of the game, Gail found Harry and introduced him to Debbie. They sat in the stands, watching the game and talking. They talked about the game, they talked about other students they knew and how school was going. They talked about their families, and Harry's life growing up in the US. Before she knew it, the basketball game came to an end and Garnett had still not shown up. Despite this setback, Debbie found she was enjoying herself. Although they'd been having a great time, when the sock-hop began Harry said he didn't want to hang around; social as he may have been, he was not one to 'dance'. Garnett had not shown up at the game, so when Harry suggested that he and Debbie go for a cruise in his car, she figured that she might as well go. She was, afterall, having a great time with Harry.
The drive was nice. The winter chill was barely held at bay by the car's heater; she was warm enough but a slight film of ice frosted the insides of the windows. They drove up and down the one-way streets of downtown, continuing their increasingly easy conversation. Before she knew it, the conversation turned to some of the various activities that Debbie had been participating in at school, the most recent of which was Grade Nine Spirit events. When Harry heard this, he turned to Debbie and gravely asked her age. When Debbie responded that she was 13, he sternly asked her where she lived.
Realizing that she had by now entiring forgotten about Garnett and his boring aloof ways, and had started to fall for Harry, she began to panic that he might not like her if she was too young. As they drove in silence back through town to her home, Debbie scrambled to think of how to salvage this wonderful night; in a mental flash she realized that the only hope she had was to give Harry her phone number. But she had no paper, no pen. What could she do? Straining to see out the window for inspiration, she realized what she could do. As surreptitiously as she could manage, she reached her hand up and scratched her name and number into the frost of the window beside her.
Some time later (days or weeks, she can't remember), Debbie and Harry finally got together. Harry realized that her age was not important; she a beautiful young woman, they'd had a great night and clearly had hit it off. That was in 1966....now, nearly fifty years later, Harry and Debbie still hold hands when they walk, still kiss each other good night, are still very much in love. Thank God, she never got to meet Garnett!
Reply #2738. Apr 24 13, 8:29 AM
WWKnits...............What a delightful story. As I read it, I thought to myself, "Don't remember the winter of 1966 that cold" (to freeze inside of car windows). I lived about 30-35 miles from Peterborough.|
Same town name - different country!
Reply #2739. Apr 24 13, 10:12 AM
My vocabulary is improving since playing fun trivia.|
Reply #2740. Apr 24 13, 11:36 AM
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