Wednesday, December 19, 2018

"We grow small trying to be great." - E. Stanley Jones


We drive Hwy 126 for about 12 miles to get into and home from Eugene. One of the few homes on that stretch has had a fairly recent model school bus sitting out in front for a few weeks. It now has a For Sale sign in one of the windows. Full size yellow bus.
I asked Pam yesterday if she saw it and thought what I did.
"I did see it and knew exactly what you'd be thinking."
That's what 47 years of marriage does.

Sally has either a bad oil pump or a bad oil pressure sensor. We'll know tomorrow morning and we're pulling for a bad gauge. But it's important to have good oil pressure and know that you do.
Why is there gauge and gage??

What if God gives you the opportunity to enter people's lives by their invitation and walk through live's stuff with them. And maybe guide them (with God's help!!) along a path to the kind of ....
That would be pretty cool.
I think I'm into something pretty cool.
I just hope I'm up to it.

At our weekly staff meeting this morning Faith passed around a hat with slips of paper for us to draw out:

  • Get cooking
  • Get moving
  • Get organized
We're to come back to our first meeting in January having done something in the area we drew - cooking something, having started some kind of exercise program, or having organized some part of our life our stuff.
Wanna guess which I drew from the hat?
Petit fours. 

I watched a story on the CBS evening news show tonight about Pres. Trump's order to withdraw all troops from Syria. You'd think the news media guys would like this; we're getting out of a combat situation.
Nope.
The two commentators were critical of the move because ISIS could still return and Iran poses a bigger threat than ISIS.
I am no fan of Pres. Trump and hope that he has a GOP challenger at the next cycle. But IMO nobody can deny a media bias. He's earned that bias, to be sure. Instead of biting his tongue he's let his ego rule his mouth. So now he's paying the price. 

And lots of bad press for Facebook for apparently not sufficiently protecting their users data.
I guess I'm too old, but I don't get it. If I put personal info on a social media site can I really complain that it turned out to be...social?  How can I be surprised?!

Growing up we had a party line. 
For those of you under the age of 60 there was a time when a land line was the only option and a lot of people couldn't afford that. So the phone company came up with this deal where two or three houses shared the same line. If you called our house the phone rang twice but if the call was for the Bjornsons up the street (I don't remember their real name but that makes a good substitute because it was Ballard) the phone rang once. So when the phone rang we only picked it up if it was a double ring. 
Of course we could pick up the phone when it rang once and then listen in on the Bjornson's conversation, just like they could do that to us. So if people had a party line they were careful about what they said while on the phone. As in, don't schedule your drug buys or talk about your plan to assassinate your math teacher. 
If you did do something as stupid as talk about your tryst with the housewife down the street and the other people on the party line were listening...
and if they then sold that information to the Seattle Times for their gossip page...
would you expect to successfully sue the phone company??

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