You May Change the Word if You Want To.
There are Two Layers of Type...
a White Layer In Back and
a Black Layer in Front...
(To Do That "Drop Shadow" Effect)
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LINK to My Latest Christmas Ornaments. You May Wear Them as a Necklace if You Provide the String...
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and Now for something completely different
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THIS is the Icon for Make a Phone Call... Totally Out of Date! This looks like a Handset from a SIXTIES AT&T Desk Phone... The Reason I'm Bringing this Up Is... One of the Caregivers at Home noticed that another Resident appeared to be Dead... So while she was trying to get a Response from the Resident... she said... "Dial 911" to the Other Care Giver... AND... The Other Caregiver Didn't Know How To Make a Phone Call on our Cordless Phone... FIRST you push the button with this Icon, Then You Push the Buttons "9" and then "1" and then "1" --- and She Couldn't Do That! Because... She has never seen a Phone that Looks Like This!
I wish people would use the Standard Hyperlink Color Scheme... Blue Letters, Underlined... So many Websites have Random "Artistic" Link Schemes that Make me GUESS which words are the Links... Like on my Google Blog... If I Hover Over my Name the Display Blog Post link Appears... Unless I Hover, The Link I want is Invisible! and often The Scroll bars are hidden... unless I hover over the place that A Scroll bar OUGHT TO BE... Bizarre!
I remember one time I took LSD and Went to the Movies to see "2001 a Space Odyssey" and "THX -1138" --- Well... The Movie THX Had an Absurd Amount of Bright White Light that Hurt my Eyes and Illuminated the Audience... and The Audience seemed much more interesting than what was happening on the Screen... I Walked Out to go explore the REAL WORLD because the MOTION PICTURES seemed so fake and Uninteresting... Just Goes to Show... Planning an Acid Trip Sometimes Just Doesn't Work!
FYI: LSD Causes Dilated Pupils... and Extreme Bright Lights are Painful... Once, I Went to Go Play in the Snow Near Mount Lassen and Had a Terrible Time... Snow Blindness Extreme!
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My Slide Into Dementia... Today I couldn't Remember the Phrase "Coat of Arms" so I Substituted the Word "LOGO" instead... and When I Think About it, The Meaning is Very Similar!
and There was NO WAY that I Could Remember our Family Name "Underhill" - mainly because My Name is Vanderlaan and the Underhills are Distant relatives that Live in New York...
At the Old Folks Home that I Live in My Care Giver asked me if a Certain Cup was Mine... and she held up my Housemate Tom's Cup... I wanted to Say Mine Has a "Coat of Arms" on it but Couldn't Remember that Phrase... So I Said "LOGO" and She Served me a Cup of Coffee in the Correct Cup... and I READ the Word Underhill...
I'm amused by the Game Show "Jeopardy!" on TV and Play it Every Day... AARP offers Brain Training Games on the Computer but I NEVER Play them because They are NOT FUN... and I'd Rather Have Dementia than do Something that is NOT FUN...
The Next Day I couldn't Remember the Name of the Movie "The Matrix" - So I Googled "Movie Keanu Reeves Laurence Fishburne Mr Smith" and Google Found it for me...
I wanted the Quote about How Humans are a Cancer on the Planet...
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Whenever Someone Says "Namaste" I Always Reply: "I'm Nasty Too!"
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Today I read on FaceBorg: MWM Said:
I am convinced that there are three categories of people who call themselves Christians.
-- Traditional Christians follow Paul of Tarsus, and worship Jesus as "God in a man-suit." Many of them are sincere and admirable people. I love any number of this sort of Christian.
-- "There is another group of folks who identify as Christian. Some call themselves Progressive Christians or Red Letter Christians or Jesus Followers. They -- we -- try to live the command of Jesus to love God with all our being and to love all of humanity as we do ourselves and take quite seriously his words about caring for the most vulnerable --'the least of these siblings of mine.' These are folks who understand that that Bible was written by people describing their own efforts to understand the Ineffable, to describe the Indescribable, to explain the Inexplicable. It is not a history or science text, a law book, or a weapon to hammer others with. it is a story of faith journeys. Most of this group of Christians are far too awed by the Creator and too aware of human limitations to claim to possess the only truth about the Infinite. Unfortunately, these folks are quietly living out their faith alongside Jimmy and Rosalynn Carter and so many others while that second group makes all the noise and tries to co-opt the name but not the message of that First Century Middle-Eastern Jewish rabbi."
-- A newer category of Christian hates women, especially a woman's right to control her own body; hates LGBTQs, especially their right to control their own bodies and love whomever they choose; and hates black, brown, red, and yellow people, especially those who do not believe what these "Christians" believe. They firmly believe that the Jesus portrayed in the Christian Testament commands them to vituperate, judge, and condemn. Their image of Jesus is a gun-lover who (amazingly) hates, judges, and all the same people these "Christians" hate.
I try hard to pity these "Christians," because I think a hate-full life must be an unhappy one.
But, dang, on days like these it's hard to do....
and I Replied: Don't Forget the "Backsliding" Christian... I Truly Believed ONCE... I Accepted Jesus Christ as My Personal Savior... ONCE... and Then Never Went to Church Again... And I made Sure that I Sinned... After All, I Wouldn't Want to Have Jesus Die FOR NOTHING... I'm Certain that I'll Go To Heaven... BECAUSE... The Only Requirement is that You Accept Jesus Christ as Your Personal Savior... No Amount of Good Deeds Are Required... God Doesn't Keep Score...
If You Think About It, Christianity is the Perfect Religion if You Work for the MAFIA... Step One: Commit Murder, Step Two: Ask for Forgiveness, Step Three: Get Forgiven... Then... LOOP... Step One: Commit Murder, Step Two: Ask for Forgiveness, Step Three: Get Forgiven... Then... LOOP...
“Thank you to the woman who wrote this:
I’m 14 and I’m struggling in Algebra class. When I ask for help, the male teacher says ‘I’m not surprised, girls aren’t that good at Algebra.’
I’m 18 and go to my first fraternity parties with girlfriends. We don’t ever say it out loud but it’s understood that we need to stick together at these parties and not get separated, for our own safety.
I’m 20 and I’m working as a hostess at the Red Lion Inn in San Jose, near the airport. Men in suits come in to eat after their meetings during the day and I see them take off their wedding rings before heading into the bar next to the restaurant. Every girl who works there learns quickly not to bend too far over because of the short skirts of our uniforms.
I’m 22 and it’s my first day on a new job. My male supervisor gets me into a room alone and I think he’s going to tell me about the job but instead he tells me about how much he likes sex and how he needs to have it every day. I get up and walk out of the room and avoid him after that, but I don’t tell anyone because I’m one of the only women there and I don’t know what to do.
I’m 24 and I’m watching Anita Hill on TV, testifying about a man who wants to be on the Supreme Court. I don’t understand everything I’m watching but I understand that she’s a black woman facing down a panel of white men and she is going to lose because, at 24, I do understand who has power and who does not.
I’m any age in my 20s and I’m walking on the street, in a park, in a city, in a suburb, anywhere. Men tell me to smile, to wait a minute, to slow down what’s my hurry, can I ask you a question, can I stand too close to you, can I demand your space, your time, your attention, hey where you going bitch?
I’m 25. I’m buying my first car and the salesman offers a price I know is way too high. I bring my stepdad to the showroom and the same car is now $3000 less. I smile and buy the car but inside, I’m seething.
I’m any age in my 30’s and I think about where I park, where I go, whether I should get in that elevator that only has one man in it and how I should make sure not to make eye contact with men in the streets. All of this is normal to me and I don’t question any of it.
I’m 35. I’m buying my second car and the salesman says we should wait for my husband to get there before talking about the price but would I like to see the makeup mirror? I tell him I’m a lesbian and, if he’s waiting for my husband, he’s going to be waiting a long time. I leave because I’m learning.
I’m 40 and a woman, Hillary Clinton, is taking a serious run at the Democratic presidential nomination. She’s smart, tough and qualified but she endures endless anger, viciousness, and misogyny and she eventually loses in the primary. Male friends tell me it’s probably for the best because there’s just something they don’t like about her, you know?
I’m 49 and a man who said he grabs women by the pussy is elected as the 45th President of the United States. The night of the election, I feel physically ill and my first conscious thought is ‘my God, the Supreme Court.’ The next morning, I overhear two men laughing and congratulating each other about the election and I feel unsafe in my own country.
I’m 51 and another man who stands credibly accused of sexual assault has just been confirmed to serve on the Supreme Court. I see women on television sobbing, screaming, protesting, crying out in their anguish and their fear. I am so angry. I think of every woman I know and I am so angry.
I am any age, every age. I am a woman. I am a daughter. I am discounted. I am underrepresented. I am underestimated. But I am a voter. Today, that has to be enough.”
~ Author Unknown
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