A Happiness Gap: Doomacrats And Republigrins
By David Montgomery
Washington Post Staff Writer
Friday, October 24, 2008; C01
Now the good news for Republicans: You are happier than Democrats. You always have been, and you probably always will be.
October 24, 2008
October 7, 2008
What Friends Are For
Came across this article today. It is quite awesome. Perfect timing.
Key line: I know now to take the time to consider what a friend in need really needs.
Click here for the rest. This is the essence of Christianity.
Key line: I know now to take the time to consider what a friend in need really needs.
What Friends Are For
In Trying Times, Help Is Often Near (If You Just Ask)
By Melissa Hart
The week my husband ended up in the hospital with an innocuous foot infection that snowballed, my girlfriends vanished. For seven nights, I lay sleepless and scared while my pale beloved soaked up antibiotics in Room 371 and prayed he wouldn't lose his foot.
My friends knew of our predicament, but only Sarah e-mailed to ask how she could help. In retrospect, a batch of chocolate chip cookies would have been comforting; likewise a shared bottle of cabernet or an offer to walk our three dogs. But I, like many in crisis, went blank. "I have no idea," I e-mailed back.
Click here for the rest. This is the essence of Christianity.
October 6, 2008
Free Internet
Leading a life that includes an education dependent on internet access for assignment submission can be difficult if one does not have said internet access at home. Especially when one has been at the new place for more than a month.
Such is my life now that Comcast has broken its promises for an installation. I have previously blogged about my disfavor with Comcast from my old, old apartment (here and here), but silly me put economic needs over common sense and elected to go with Comcast.
I have been able to get online from home on occasion using a unsecured wireless network from a neighbor when I'm sitting out on the deck (thank you, whoever you are) but that can be spotty at times. When I first moved, it was still warm out, but now, sitting outside trying to get free internet requires protective garments.
So, right now, and tomorrow, and Wednesday, and every Sunday for the past several weeks, I have made my home Panera Bread. They have free internet, comfy tables, and sandwiches, soups, and salads that are quite good. Oh, and they have lemonade. And an awesome chocolate brownie.
Supposedly Comcast will be visiting on Wednesday to hook up internet and cable. I am hopeful that the third time will be the charm. But I also know with whom I am dealing.
My calendar for Sunday is cleared for a pleasant afternoon lunch at Panera Bread. With free internet access.
Such is my life now that Comcast has broken its promises for an installation. I have previously blogged about my disfavor with Comcast from my old, old apartment (here and here), but silly me put economic needs over common sense and elected to go with Comcast.
I have been able to get online from home on occasion using a unsecured wireless network from a neighbor when I'm sitting out on the deck (thank you, whoever you are) but that can be spotty at times. When I first moved, it was still warm out, but now, sitting outside trying to get free internet requires protective garments.
So, right now, and tomorrow, and Wednesday, and every Sunday for the past several weeks, I have made my home Panera Bread. They have free internet, comfy tables, and sandwiches, soups, and salads that are quite good. Oh, and they have lemonade. And an awesome chocolate brownie.
Supposedly Comcast will be visiting on Wednesday to hook up internet and cable. I am hopeful that the third time will be the charm. But I also know with whom I am dealing.
My calendar for Sunday is cleared for a pleasant afternoon lunch at Panera Bread. With free internet access.
Welcome to Fall
To welcome the fall, I have turned over a leaf and discovered my blog. It somehow got hidden. Now that it has been rediscovered, a new flurry of blogging will commence. That's until another object falls on top of it.
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