I guess it is a good thing because unlike some countries - one way to get fit is take a walk down the street and see how much dodgeball you have to play with "landmines" scattered all over the place. So, I give my city the heads up nod of gracious approval for taking the initiative and stepping out by errecting these signs in all public parks and walk ways to ensure that not only Fido may enjoys his walk, and Fidos' owner has the joy of carrying back home the parcel from the sidewalk, leaving it clean and free of debree for us to go out and enjoy a walk in the park.
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
I don't think so...
Where did you ever think this would happen? Here we are taking a walk, and out of the corner of my eye, I spot this sign. Please pick up after your dog. Truth is it sounds and looks funny - who would in their normal right mind ever dream of taking Fido for a walk, allowing him to hold up the procession while he goes potty "number 2" - you patiently stand there and let him do the deed. When he is done, you carefully unwrap the doodoo bag, and without flinching pick up the parcel and continue on your stroll with a bag of droll.
Posted by The Jubber Journal at 9:16 PM 1 comments
Sunday, August 21, 2005
This is Interesting
We have all heard the story of how Israel left Egypt and the land of slavery and crossed the Red Sea. Well, yesterday I watched a really amazing documentary on National Geographic. Some Swedish scientists went out to prove the story and after much planning of an expedition of this nature they were able to establish the "so-called" crossing of the Israelites. For a mile on either side of the "crossing Place" the terrain under the water was amazingly flat. On either side of the sea bed, the coral formations were spectacular as you would expect in any ocean type scenery, What was interesting with the corel formations along the mile wide flat sea bed, is that the corel formations were totally different to the standard corel formations. These formations resembled weird looking objects all roughly the same dimensions the base of the corel structures appeard round, with straight extensions leading to another round formation. It has been proven that with time, corel will attach itself to whatever it can, and will grow, and in time will dissolve what it attached itself to, but will maintain the original structure. In a nut shell, the Bible tells us that Pharaoh sent out 600 chariots, and a multitude of foot soldiers to bring back Israel to capativity. The Bible tells us that God told Moses that He would lead Israel safely across, but he would destroy the Egyptian army in persuit. I find this infallable truth to be solid evidence of a Bible account that did take place, and that God is real, and performed this amazing miracle almost 3500 years ago. The scientists who set out to establish fact or fiction were gobsmacked at the discovery of chariot shaped coral at the bottom of the Red Sea - check out this link...facts that have been unclear and unknown for centuries are now making news and proving God is real, and His word is accurate.
I watched this documentary and was astounded that such evidence would still be visible and traceable after many years. The Governments in the region have forbidden any form of excavation and/or removal of any marine objects - this has to be absolute proof...what do you make of it?
I watched this documentary and was astounded that such evidence would still be visible and traceable after many years. The Governments in the region have forbidden any form of excavation and/or removal of any marine objects - this has to be absolute proof...what do you make of it?
Posted by The Jubber Journal at 9:22 PM 1 comments
Sunday Trivia
And here we are at the end of another weekend. Today was a great day. Went to Church this morning and had a wonderful time. Mizrack came for lunch - she arrived last week, and will be going to Bible College. It was great having her over, and hearing how life is back in Zimbabwe. We had a great lunch, a salmon fillet on the BBQ - to which Mizzy was shocked when she heard us say BBQ and not BRAAI. Well, when in Rome...haha!
Monday is a busy day. Tammy goes to Temecula which is a city 40 miles up the road toward Los Angeles, and after dropping her off, its a mad dash back to the office to do some work. Then at lunch time Vicky and I are driving down town San Diego to the Airport to pick up Lindy Timm, she is visiting with us this week. Nancy will hold the fort at the shop until we get back from the Airport. Let me tell you that heading on close to three years since our arrival, to hear the good old familiar accent from home is really refreshing.
Here is a little bit of trivia. Our office complex has 5 really good restaurant and fast food joints attached. There is a homeless guy who wonders through the complex every day, whistling joyfully as if there are no cares in the world to choke him. Whether it is hot or chilly, busy or empty he still canvasses the complex using the store front windows as his mirror to check on his hair, and his general atire. Every day without fail, like Rolex clock work, he walks past our office at lunchtime, carrying a fresh hot lunch that he faithfully is blessed with from these eating places. There is a lovely oriental restaurant, Nancy and I when we have a treat in store will have lunch from there, and that will run in the $20 mark. Here this guy without a seeming care in the world gets a good $100 a week free take away to eat, while we have to generate income to afford a treat - that is some real trivia, but thought it worthy of sharing. Strange how the world ticks, and even stranger how people we all generally look down on still manage to whistle a joyful tune, and walk away with a full stomach...amazing when you really think about it - bum or wise man? You decide...
Monday is a busy day. Tammy goes to Temecula which is a city 40 miles up the road toward Los Angeles, and after dropping her off, its a mad dash back to the office to do some work. Then at lunch time Vicky and I are driving down town San Diego to the Airport to pick up Lindy Timm, she is visiting with us this week. Nancy will hold the fort at the shop until we get back from the Airport. Let me tell you that heading on close to three years since our arrival, to hear the good old familiar accent from home is really refreshing.
Here is a little bit of trivia. Our office complex has 5 really good restaurant and fast food joints attached. There is a homeless guy who wonders through the complex every day, whistling joyfully as if there are no cares in the world to choke him. Whether it is hot or chilly, busy or empty he still canvasses the complex using the store front windows as his mirror to check on his hair, and his general atire. Every day without fail, like Rolex clock work, he walks past our office at lunchtime, carrying a fresh hot lunch that he faithfully is blessed with from these eating places. There is a lovely oriental restaurant, Nancy and I when we have a treat in store will have lunch from there, and that will run in the $20 mark. Here this guy without a seeming care in the world gets a good $100 a week free take away to eat, while we have to generate income to afford a treat - that is some real trivia, but thought it worthy of sharing. Strange how the world ticks, and even stranger how people we all generally look down on still manage to whistle a joyful tune, and walk away with a full stomach...amazing when you really think about it - bum or wise man? You decide...
Posted by The Jubber Journal at 9:04 PM 1 comments
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