Some Inspiration!

July 28, 2016

I’m always on the lookout for new versions/renditions of “Amazing Grace,” so when I ran across this pan flute one, I just had to share.  Enjoy!  The scenery is not too shabby either.

Overcome the Noise!

July 27, 2016

I don’t know about you, but every now and then I struggle with my self-esteem.  More often than not, it is directly connected to my perfectionistic tendencies and the fact that most times, “good enough” really is good enough.  Other times, it is connected to the opinions of others that I forget are merely opinions.  So, here’s a quotation from Steve Jobs that is a healthy reminder to once again, be true to yourself.

“Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice.”  (Steve Jobs)

Custom Tires!

July 26, 2016

cop_humorCheck out this photo (courtesy of Cop Humor: the Lighter Side of Law Enforcement)!  Here is a perfect example of self-deprecating humor . . . this type of humor has been defined as “a powerful form of humor that gets its strength from highlighting your own (real or imaginary) weaknesses or idiosyncrasies.” (Definition is courtesy of http://www.speaklikeapro.co.uk/Self_deprecating_humor.htm.)

This can work for an individual in any speaking situation and I would posit that it works equally well for defusing group stereotypes or similar behaviors (as evidenced by this photograph — we all know the cops and donuts stereotype, don’t we?).

Regardless, humor is humor and some is truly hilarious!  Enjoy!

Misappropriated?

July 25, 2016

Happy Monday!  Today I’m introducing a term that is generally used in a legal sense . . . and while, embezzlement is how people would generally refer to this type of behavior, it only after there has been a large scale defalcation that many companies discover the crime.

defalcation

\ dee-fal-kay-shuh n, -fawl- \, noun;

1.  misappropriation of money or funds held by an official, trustee, or other fiduciary.
2.  the sum misappropriated.
Source: The Highly Selective Dictionary for the Extraordinarily Literate by Eugene Ehrlich.

Better Late Than Never!

July 24, 2016

Librarian_HumorI know it is already July and I should have posted this message back in January, but 2016 marks the 50th anniversary of the Batman television series, starring Adam West (Batman) and Burt Ward (Robin) as the dynamic duo — the official starting date of the series: January 12, 1966; the series ran until March 14, 1968.  And, in honor of this event, here is a bit of librarian humor that I just had to share.  Ah, the memories of “POWS,” and “BAMS.” The novelty of the program made this show an instant hit. Unfortunately, the novelty eventually faded and the campy humor wasn’t sustainable past a couple of seasons.  Twas a simpler and less sophisticated type of television programming, but very entertaining (especially to the younger crowd/audience).  Enjoy!

Dog Days!

July 23, 2016

Welcome to the midpoint of the dog days of summer!  The “dog days” of summer generally refers to the hottest and most sultry days occurring in July and August (more specifically, the 20 days before and 20 days after this alignment of the star Sirius with the Sun).  Sirius, the star that is the brightest and most visible from the earth is also known as the “dog star” due to its position within the Canis Major constellation.  This span of days falls between July 3rd and August 11th.

According to the Farmers’ Almanac, “in the summer, Sirius rises and sets with the Sun. On July 23rd, specifically, it is in conjunction with the Sun, and because the star is so bright, the ancient Romans believed it actually gave off heat and added to the Sun’s warmth, accounting for the long stretch of sultry weather. They referred to this time as diēs caniculārēs, or ‘dog days.'”

I hope you can stay cool by finding some shade or air conditioning!

 

Breakfast, Anyone?!

July 22, 2016

Happy Friday!  Every now and then you run across a recipe that sounds just fabulous (this one is courtesy of the Pioneer Woman).  And, while I’m not a huge fan of French toast, this particular recipe may make me change my stance.  Positively delicious!

Crunchy French Toast

Ingredients
3 eggs
1/4 cup of Half-and-half
1 teaspoon of vanilla extract
1/2 teaspoon of ground cinnamon
1/3 cup of sugar
4 slices of whole wheat bread
1 cup of Panko breadcrumbs
1 stick of butter, melted
Softened butter and maple syrup

Directions
In a shallow dish, whisk together the eggs, half-and-half, half of the sugar, and half of the cinnamon .  Set aside.

In a separate shallow dish, stir together the panko breadcrumbs with the rest of the sugar and cinnamon.  Use a fork to stir in 2 Tablespoons of the butter to slightly moisten the crumbs.  Set aside.

In a large nonstick skillet, heat the rest of the melted butter over medium-low heat.

One by one, dunk the bread in the egg mixture (turning to coat), then lay them in the dish with the panko crumbs, turning them over and pressing them gently so that they stick and totally cover the surface.

Place them into the skillet with the butter and let them cook on the first side for five (5) to six (6) minutes, watching closely to maek sure the crumbs don’t burn.  (If they start to darken too fast, turn the heat down slightly and keep an eye on it.)  Turn them over and let them cook for 3 minutes on the other side.

Transfer the pieces to individual plates and serve with butter and syrup.

The Question, to Dr. A–!

July 21, 2016

Here is the next installment of poetry generally attributed to Thomas, the sixth Earl of Harrington (circa 1730).  This particular poem will be continued with the second and third parts over the next couple of days.  Enjoy!

The Question, to Dr. A–

Tell me, good doctor, what’s the cause,
(You who have studied Nature’s laws)
Why women, of one shape and feature,
So far should differ in their nature.
By nature here I do not mean
A tempter eaten with the spleen,
Nor one whose happy soul’s at ease,
And has no thought  but how to please;
But what i mean is only this,
Why one delights in amorous bliss,
While t’other, who has equal charms,
A stranger is to Love’s alarms.
And talks of love with great despite,
In which her sister takes delight.

To vouch the truth of what I say,
Two men I knew, both young and gay,
Who, wearied of a single life,
Took each of them a lovely wife,
The daughters of a certain knight,
Alike is features, shape, and height:
I saw them married, put to bed,
Each husband got a maidenhead;
Next day the bridegrooms were content,
And I down to the country went:
Within a week I came to town,
And found my friends were both cast down
I could not bear to see them so,
And to the one did frankly go;
And asked the reason of his grief,
He said, “I’m ruined past relief.
“You see, my wife’s a lovely sight,
“And formed to give a man delight;
“Her eyes and face to love entice,
“But, ah! my friend, she’s cold as ice;
“No joy she gives, no joy can feel,
“Nor meets my love with equal zeal;
“And, spite of all her outward charms,
“Like marble lies within my arms:
“No calenture can warm her blood,
“Nor thaw the dull and stagnant flood.
“Thus I am made to slave for life,
“Tied to a fair, but joyless wife.”

I left this friend in discontent,
And to the other straightway went;
I saw he was but ill at ease,
And kindly asked him his disease: —
“My friend,” said he, then made a pause,
“You see me sad, and ask the cause;
“From such a friend I’ll nothing hide,
“Cursed be the day I got a bride;
“For though she is made up of charms,
“And came a virgin to my arms,
“Yet I am wearied of my life,
“And wish I never had got a wife;
“She is so full of wanton play,
“I get no rest by night or day;
“Her youthful blood is still on fire,
“She is all love and hot desire:
“Her pulse beats high, her bosom heaves,
“The more I do the more she craves:
“But when, by her resistless charms,
“She draws me to her eager arms;
“She’s with the joy transported quite,
“And dies away in vast delight.
“Last night I like a parson toiled:
“But was, in spite of vigor, foiled:
“I laid me down, and would have slept,
“When to my breast she fondly crept:
“And, giving me a burning kiss,
“Begged that I would renew the blissI
“I asked her how she could support
“The violence of amorous sport?
“My life,” said she, and squeezed my finger,
“The more I’m thinged I’m still the thinger.”

Note: printed on the page following the title page was the following: “from a collection of poems that have been generally ascribed to Thomas, sixth Earl of Harrington. He was the son of Charles, the fifth Earl, and Margaret Lesslie, Countess of Rothes; and fought on the Royal side at the battle of Shirreffmuir, along with his brother John Lesslie, Earl of Rothes, and his own son, Lord Binning. These poems, according to Pinkerton, were printed about 1730, and have been reprinted in 1753, 1765, 1767, and 1777. He was also the author of Mia treatise on forest trees, which has gone through several editions. He died in 1735.” However, if these dates are correct (and I am by no means an expert historian in such matters), these poems could only have been written by either the first or second Earl of Harrington (William Stanhope and W.S. Jr.).

Be Yourself!

July 20, 2016

I will credit today’s pondering to a quotation that I ran across a couple of weeks ago, but first, let me toss out a few rhetorical questions . . . How true to ourselves are we, really?  Do we go through life being what others want us to be as opposed to what we actually want to be?  How many of us changed careers (or failed to explore a career) due to a parent’s insistance that we wouldn’t be able to make a living at that?  How exhilerating is it to just “be yourself” and to do what you want to do?  Sobering questions to say the least.  And, questions that we should all ask ourselves from time to time to regain our focus in life (in my humble opinion).

The quotation . . .

“One of the greatest regrets in life is being what others would want you to be, rather than being yourself.”  –Shannon L. Alder

Live happy!  Be happy!  Be yourself!

Christmas Surprise!

July 19, 2016

M_Jones PaintingYes, I know we are in the middle of July (still a full six-months away from the Christmas holiday), but last December, during an open house reception that I was having for my many artist friends, I was gifted this beautiful original painting by one artist (whom I have been collecting an occasional piece from for several years now).  It was totally unexpected, but definitely appreciated.   The artist: Micheal Jones; the title: [the official title is unknown, but I’m calling it] “Pine Trees;” the medium: original oil.  It did not take me too long to get this one framed and hanging.  Yet another wonderful addition to my growing collection.  Thank you Micheal!


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