Of domes and jokes. . .
So, the Superdome has been reopened. I don't know if the funds were taken from certain things or if the funds were donated and saved for that - and if there were any already allocated for it. If so, it's okay, even though the money could've gone to other things, it still had that purpose. Besides, it is good that New Orleans can get that little bit of trivial stuff going again compared to other things - as long as it was not at the expense of others - as, obviously, if the money should have gone to help those people without homes rebuild their houses, the Superdome shouldn't have been built. However, I don't know because I didn't read about these things and thus I really cannot say.
I just hope that people aren't so dumb and drink and cause more tragedy than needed by drunk driving and doing drugs.
On that note, it's so bad in Lake Charles and the nearby cities at times. People drink so much. It's horrible. I don't know how many automobile accidents are drunk driving related, but I'm certain it's a lot of them - and I see quite a few more crosses appearing on the sides of the roads. That's what's sad - as those are memorials to people - it's not sad that the crosses are there.
I've known for quite awhile that people here drink. There's not much to do here. For people like me, until the banners series, it's mainly home, any work, and church - that's about it. For others, it's partying and drinking.
Okay, so, if I'd have money there's also bowling, movies, and putt-putt. As well as eating at restaurants and shopping, but, those really aren't all that thrilling.
To some people drugs and drinking are the most thrilling things and they certainly make it known.
(Okay, so I'm not into sports - I know that I could go watch football games and softball games [those are actually okay, I just can't be in the hot weather]).
It's sad - and D.A.R.E. is still in place, though I think it's gotten worse since I was in it.
The whole thing with the airlines reducing the restrictions on liquids seems fine to me. Honestly, if they don't really know how to detect the powder that would be mixed with the liquids, what good were they doing in the first place by restricting them? If somebody really wants to figure something out, they will.
The best thing is obvious prayer.
Thinking about that, I wonder what it is about my slip-on ballet style flats that make the Lake Charles airport TSA people look at them every time that I fly. It's not like I'm hiding anything in them. They're a bit dirty inside, but they always go and do some test on them after going through the xray machine. It doesn't matter, but it is confusing.
Now, I must inflict you with the jokes my sister told (with some editing that I did so they aren't full of stutters and can be understood easily) today because that is important - or something.
Joke 1
Did you hear that around Christmas they are going to add onto a law about banned medicines that concerns antidepressants?
There's going to be a Zantac Clause.
Did you get it? Okay, say it faster. Say it together. zantacclause. Did you get it now? Come on, Santa Claus.
Joke 2
At one time, there was a Jewish baseball team. They had nine fine players. One day, a passerby saw them at a practice, but he was not familiar with the team, so he wanted to get to know the players. He talked to a few of the outfielders as the team was practicing with another local team and he did not want to be in the way.
He kept looking and he realized that one of the Jewish players kept complaining and complaining and complaining. He did not understand why this was happening. The practice seemed to be going fine and there certainly weren't many mistakes.
The man sat down on the bleachers until the practice had finished. He then went up to the pitcher and asked, "Why does that man keep complaining?"
The pitcher responded, "He can't help it. It's his job."
The man then asked, "What do you mean it's his job?"
The pitcher replied, "Yes, it's his job. He's the kvetcher."
Yeah, the second one is my favorite of the two. In fact, I actually quite like it.
She told it to our dad and he simply said, "Go away."
I often tell her that after she tells a joke, too.
Stein Auf!
Bridget
I just hope that people aren't so dumb and drink and cause more tragedy than needed by drunk driving and doing drugs.
On that note, it's so bad in Lake Charles and the nearby cities at times. People drink so much. It's horrible. I don't know how many automobile accidents are drunk driving related, but I'm certain it's a lot of them - and I see quite a few more crosses appearing on the sides of the roads. That's what's sad - as those are memorials to people - it's not sad that the crosses are there.
I've known for quite awhile that people here drink. There's not much to do here. For people like me, until the banners series, it's mainly home, any work, and church - that's about it. For others, it's partying and drinking.
Okay, so, if I'd have money there's also bowling, movies, and putt-putt. As well as eating at restaurants and shopping, but, those really aren't all that thrilling.
To some people drugs and drinking are the most thrilling things and they certainly make it known.
(Okay, so I'm not into sports - I know that I could go watch football games and softball games [those are actually okay, I just can't be in the hot weather]).
It's sad - and D.A.R.E. is still in place, though I think it's gotten worse since I was in it.
The whole thing with the airlines reducing the restrictions on liquids seems fine to me. Honestly, if they don't really know how to detect the powder that would be mixed with the liquids, what good were they doing in the first place by restricting them? If somebody really wants to figure something out, they will.
The best thing is obvious prayer.
Thinking about that, I wonder what it is about my slip-on ballet style flats that make the Lake Charles airport TSA people look at them every time that I fly. It's not like I'm hiding anything in them. They're a bit dirty inside, but they always go and do some test on them after going through the xray machine. It doesn't matter, but it is confusing.
Now, I must inflict you with the jokes my sister told (with some editing that I did so they aren't full of stutters and can be understood easily) today because that is important - or something.
Joke 1
Did you hear that around Christmas they are going to add onto a law about banned medicines that concerns antidepressants?
There's going to be a Zantac Clause.
Did you get it? Okay, say it faster. Say it together. zantacclause. Did you get it now? Come on, Santa Claus.
Joke 2
At one time, there was a Jewish baseball team. They had nine fine players. One day, a passerby saw them at a practice, but he was not familiar with the team, so he wanted to get to know the players. He talked to a few of the outfielders as the team was practicing with another local team and he did not want to be in the way.
He kept looking and he realized that one of the Jewish players kept complaining and complaining and complaining. He did not understand why this was happening. The practice seemed to be going fine and there certainly weren't many mistakes.
The man sat down on the bleachers until the practice had finished. He then went up to the pitcher and asked, "Why does that man keep complaining?"
The pitcher responded, "He can't help it. It's his job."
The man then asked, "What do you mean it's his job?"
The pitcher replied, "Yes, it's his job. He's the kvetcher."
Yeah, the second one is my favorite of the two. In fact, I actually quite like it.
She told it to our dad and he simply said, "Go away."
I often tell her that after she tells a joke, too.
Stein Auf!
Bridget