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On this day (1/19) in 1935 Coopers Inc. sold the first pair of men's briefs. Before that the question, "Boxers or briefs?" was meaningless. (Helen Thomas asked Pres. Jefferson, "Boxers or commando?") Coopers called them jockeys because of their similarity to a jock strap.
Where do lawyers file their briefs?
If you also listened to NPR today you heard excerpts from speeches given my Dr. Martin Luther King. I wondered how many people understood his line, "I've been to the mountain top; I've seen the Promised Land." See Moses' death on Mt. Nebo in Deuteronomy.
He went on to say that he might not enter that Land with his hearers, and less than 24 hours later he was assassinated.
It is hard to imagine a more poetic synergy that MLK's birthday one day before the inauguration of our first Black President. I think even he would have been amazed.
Upon further reflection I've decided the best thing to do is to cut that 36" square mirror up into smaller pieces for the trash. If I'm lucky the trash men will haul it off.
(I got tired of waiting.)
I spent most of today putting up the cement board and tile in that tub surround. I bought a pair of nippers and rented a tile snap cutter. Because I do tile so infrequently I'm not efficient at it, I work too slowly. I did the front wall first to get the spout and valve cuts out of the way. By the time I got to the back wall I was moving right along. But I had to cut tiles for every corner and all along the bottom of the three sides.
The problem: I seriously screwed up the math (no surprise). I must have forgotten to carry the one or something because I have almost twice the number of tiles I needed. Not a major deal since I can return them to Home Depot for a full refund. But I came up short 16 bull nose tiles. So I'll have to go back to install those, then back again to grout. This is a 50-minute commute, one way. Grrrr.
I'll miss the TV coverage of the inauguration ceremonies tomorrow. I'll leave here about 7 a.m. to drive to San Marcos, a city just north east of San Diego, a 5 1/2 hour drive. Won't get home until late tomorrow night, but I'll try to post when I get home. It will be brief, but may include an interesting pic or two.
OK, I've been up since 1:30 this morning. Don't ask me why; my eyes came open and I knew I wouldn't be going back to sleep. So I got up and did some work and then put the second coat of paint on the guest bath. By 3:30 I was watching live coverage of the Australian Open. Federer looks good.
I'm headed to bed. No dozing allowed tomorrow.
On this day (1/19) in 1935 Coopers Inc. sold the first pair of men's briefs. Before that the question, "Boxers or briefs?" was meaningless. (Helen Thomas asked Pres. Jefferson, "Boxers or commando?") Coopers called them jockeys because of their similarity to a jock strap.
Where do lawyers file their briefs?
If you also listened to NPR today you heard excerpts from speeches given my Dr. Martin Luther King. I wondered how many people understood his line, "I've been to the mountain top; I've seen the Promised Land." See Moses' death on Mt. Nebo in Deuteronomy.
He went on to say that he might not enter that Land with his hearers, and less than 24 hours later he was assassinated.
It is hard to imagine a more poetic synergy that MLK's birthday one day before the inauguration of our first Black President. I think even he would have been amazed.
Upon further reflection I've decided the best thing to do is to cut that 36" square mirror up into smaller pieces for the trash. If I'm lucky the trash men will haul it off.
(I got tired of waiting.)
I spent most of today putting up the cement board and tile in that tub surround. I bought a pair of nippers and rented a tile snap cutter. Because I do tile so infrequently I'm not efficient at it, I work too slowly. I did the front wall first to get the spout and valve cuts out of the way. By the time I got to the back wall I was moving right along. But I had to cut tiles for every corner and all along the bottom of the three sides.
The problem: I seriously screwed up the math (no surprise). I must have forgotten to carry the one or something because I have almost twice the number of tiles I needed. Not a major deal since I can return them to Home Depot for a full refund. But I came up short 16 bull nose tiles. So I'll have to go back to install those, then back again to grout. This is a 50-minute commute, one way. Grrrr.
I'll miss the TV coverage of the inauguration ceremonies tomorrow. I'll leave here about 7 a.m. to drive to San Marcos, a city just north east of San Diego, a 5 1/2 hour drive. Won't get home until late tomorrow night, but I'll try to post when I get home. It will be brief, but may include an interesting pic or two.
OK, I've been up since 1:30 this morning. Don't ask me why; my eyes came open and I knew I wouldn't be going back to sleep. So I got up and did some work and then put the second coat of paint on the guest bath. By 3:30 I was watching live coverage of the Australian Open. Federer looks good.
I'm headed to bed. No dozing allowed tomorrow.
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I don't have much time, so I'll type quick: At the market on Sat, there was a vendor selling chamious - JUST LIKE the sham wow guy you love so much - microphone and all. I couldn't stop laughing...
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