Monday, 5 November 2012

A True Love Story

Nov 05D
She is pregnant. He had just saved her from a fire in her house, rescuing her by carrying her out of the house into her front yard, then he continued to fight the fire.

When he finally got done putting the fire out, he sat down to catch his breath and rest.

A photographer from the Charlotte (North Carolina) newspaper, noticed her in the distance looking at the fireman. He saw her walking straight toward the fireman slumed on the ground exhausted, and wondered what she was going to do.

As he raised his camera, she came up to the tired out man who had just saved her life and the lives of her unborn babies, and kissed him just as the photographer snapped this photograph.
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And people say animals are dumb!!

Tags:PregnantDog,Fireman

My 5 Years Blogging ...

Nov 05C
With Multiply closing imminently, I have been turning in my head whether I should continue blogging. Whatever other people complain about Multiply, to me it's a wonderful site and I truly feel very sad it should end. I have accumulated in 5 years 4426 Blogs to date, which represent far more blogs than days. Maybe it's time I do a bit of reflection about what I have done and learned, sort of a brief summary.

A few friends had told me that I am a prolific writer. Prolific is relative; some people think writing one email a week is more than enough while others might reckon 2 or 3 a day is average. As to being a writer, that's debatable too. I write, yes, and enjoy doing so, but that doesn't exactly make me a writer, not in the literary sense, when the word "writer" implies someone who can write well, and with the end product that makes good sense or good reading. That too, is questionable, depending on each individual's personal idea or preference, as to what is good writing, and what subject matter is deemed by that person as interesting.

Right from the start 5 years back, I had made up my mind that I would not write it as a sort of diary, like quite a number of people do. I had wanted my Blogs to record my random thoughts that sprouts out of my own head, and/or my reactions caused by, or responding to, other people's. What happens to me by chance or by design, and if, or how, it is connected, or not, with the people around me. Not an orderly record of my life but a record of sort. I think I have done just that. Perhaps some details are trivial, but to me significant parts that make up the me that I am, and the direction my life is heading.

During this period I had encountered a few undesirable characters, stalkers, one of them also sent me unsolicited pornographic pictures. Extremely unpleasant experience I prefer to forget than to write about, and hopefully never happen again.

While importing to Multiply some Blogs from 360 where I had stayed only 4 months when it too closed, I had lost all the comments by friends and contacts on the pages, which matter little as those are usually wishes for the day, but those comments on my Blogs did matter a lot to me, as these were part of the record of how I got to know each and everyone of my friends, precisely through their generosity of letting me peek into their thoughts and opinions, which made up each individual as he or she truly is. Those from 360 & Multiply were readers of Blogs & commented a lot, not like other sites.

I had often wished I could master better all the intrigues of CSS, so that my page could look prettier like many of other users I have seen and admired. I did try to change a few things which have been bothering me, not so much for the appearance, more for practicality, making fonts easier to read If I knew how to change their size and colour for instance. Or active buttons for easier accessibility, etc. But, I am very much a tech illiterate, so I resigned to concentrating on what I can do with little effort: jot down my daily thoughts.

I have had the very good fortune to have 'met' and kept up contact with a few very nice friends, who continuously enrich my life letting me share their knowledge, culture and experiences with their Blogs, comments left on mine, messages to encourage, console or advise ... They sure more than made up for those weird characters, that had marred somewhat this otherwise very interesting period. Another definite plus factor is that I have learned quite a lot of things new to me, even on international level and the ever changing web know-how, in many aspects and in different ways, which I would never have learned on my own.

Not quite sure whether I would continue writing in a social site; I am still busy trying to locate and preserve some of the Blogs that are actual records of a good part of my life; the easy reading like jokes and trivial happenings I have decided to just let them die with Multiply.


Tag:BlogSummary

Hilarious Jokes From History

Nov 05A
The Philgelos or 'Laughter-lover' is probably the oldest compilation of jokes in existence; it contains some 265 jokes. It is said that the famous Monty Python Parrot sketch has its origins in a joke told in the Philogelos.

1) Why were the early days of history called the dark ages? Because there were so many knights.
2) It appears that shortest war on record was between Zanzibar and Britain in 1896. Zanzibar [now part of Tanzania] surrendered after 38 minutes.
3) What kind of lighting did Noah use for the ark? Floodlights and Ark lights
4) What English King invented the fireplace ? Alfred the Grate.
5) How was the Roman Empire cut in half? With a pair of Caesars.
6) I'm desperately trying to establish why kamikaze pilots wore helmets.
7) Last words from a general in the American Civil War, 'Nonsense. They couldn't hit an elephant at this dist …'
8) Asked by the court barber how he wanted his hair cut, the king replied, 'In silence.' (From the Philogelos)
9) What's the difference between Joan of Arc and a canoe? One is Maid of Orleans and the other is made of wood. (The Victorians enjoyed jokes like this one)
10) Wishing to teach his donkey not to eat, a pedant did not offer him any food. When the donkey died of hunger, he said, 'I've had a great loss. Just when he had learned not to eat, he died.' - Dated to the *Philogelos 4th Century CE

One that almost got away:
Why did Henry VIII have so many wives?
He liked to chop and change.

Tags:HistoricalJokes

Historical Truth - Or Myth?

Nov 05B
Take your time to digest these rather amazing & amusing snippets: ~

** Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and still smelled pretty good by June. However, they were starting to smell, so brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odour.
Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married.

** Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children. Last of all the babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it.
Hence the saying, "Don't throw the baby out with the bath water."

** Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof. When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and off the roof.
Hence the saying "It's raining cats and dogs."

** There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could mess up your nice clean bed. Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection. That's how canopy beds came into existence.
** The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt.
Hence the saying "dirt poor."

** The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they adding more thresh until when you opened the door it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entranceway.
Hence the saying a 'thresh hold."

** In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat.
They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while.
Hence the rhyme, "Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old."

** Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could "bring home the bacon." They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and "chew the fat."

** Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.

** Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or "upper crust."

** Lead cups were used to drink ale or whisky. The combination would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up.
Hence the custom of holding a "wake."

** England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a "bone-house" and reuse the grave. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive. So they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the "graveyard shift") to listen for the bell.
Thus, someone could be "saved by the bell" or was considered a "dead ringer."

Tags:AmazingTruth,AmusingMyth