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The Sweet Smell Of Decay

I haven’t turned all morbid, stared taking mortician training courses at the local junior college or anything, but me merely enjoying the slowly drying out of our real pine wreath hanging on the inside of our front door.

Downtown Christmas Shopping

We walked the main downtown shopping street in Melbourne twice. Once when we went for lunch and a second time because went back when the “candle light” thing was going on between 5 & 9 PM. There were a fun assortment of stores and restaurants to keep us entertained and fed both trips.

Outside one of the funky little shops there was a colorful flashing, rotating light that danced on the sidewalk that prompted passers-by to dance on the spots.

You Don’t Want To Eat Here

We walked from the hotel to a place for breakfast, but it was just a drive-thru, so we went with Plan B, Micky D’s. As we were almost done eating our Egg McMuffins we heard an employee shout, “We have a bus! We have a bus!” Sure enough, a stream of high school aged kids came piling in the door. A few just came in and sat (the ones with not much spending money), some headed for the restrooms (those with small bladders) and the majority of them got in line. They made a queue that was three wide that snaked all the way to the entrance door.

We finished up our stuff and cleared off the table figuring that it would be needed soon. As we were exiting the restaurant through the door on the other side, we were met by an older couple coming in. I looked at them and said, “You might want to find another place to eat, a bus just unloaded a big bunch of high school students on a field trip to Epcot.” The man replied, “I know, I just dropped them off. I’m the driver.”

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They are now playing NFL games on Thursday night, but you can’t watch it unless you have the NFL Network. It wasn’t a big deal last week, but tonight I have a player going, Plaxico Burress, a wide receiver for the NY Jets. How the heck am I going, be able to root for ol’ number, er, hold on, let me look up his number, 17, that’s it. Go seventeen!

Terry Francona, the ex-Red Sox manager, announced today that he was not going to try to manage in 2012. Cool, maybe FOX will hire him to replace Tim McCarver.

Hollywood’s next “new” idea, remake the Munsters. It will possibly be a summer series on NBC and won’t be a traditional sit-com, but a visually spectacular hour-long program. I’m guessing Brad Garrett as Herman…

I’m thinking on opening a Facebook account so I get get some free porn because I can’t find anything like that anywhere on the internet.

Parade Wave And Expensive Crab Legs

Here is the 640 x 360 size of the dirty mouth’d Emperor and Donna doing her parade wave.

Last Saturday’s dinner was a seafood buffet at the Mountainview Bistro in Fontana Village. The cost was $21.95 per person, but somehow when they rang up our ticket they entered an extra 21, making the cost of our meal $2121.95 each. With tax and a 20% tip the total bill for Donna and I would have been $5436.44! Fortunately this was before they got a hold of my charge card, so all this amounted to nothing more than an interesting story for this blog.

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10 Commandments, 3 Laws or a Golden Rule

From Exodus 20:1-17 in the New King James Version of the Christian bible.

  1. You shall have no other gods before me.
  2. You shall not make for yourself any carved image, or any likeness of anything that is in heaven above, or that is in the earth beneath, or that is in the water under the earth; you shall not bow down to them nor serve them. For I, the Lord your God, am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers on the children to the third and fourth generations of those who hate me, but showing mercy to thousands, to those who love Me and keep My commandments.
  3. You shall not take the name of the Lord your God in vain, for the Lord will not hold him guiltless who takes His name in vain.
  4. Remember the Sabbath day, to keep it holy. Six days you shall labor and do all your work, but the seventh day is the Sabbath of the Lord your God. In it you shall do no work: you, nor your son, nor your daughter, nor your manservant, nor your maidservant, nor your cattle, nor your stranger who is within your gates. For in six days the Lord made the heavens and the earth, the sea, and all that is in them, and rested the seventh day. Therefore the Lord blessed the Sabbath day and hallowed it.
  5. Honor your father and your mother, that your days may be long upon the land which the Lord your God is giving you.
  6. You shall not murder.
  7. You shall not commit adultery.
  8. You shall not steal.
  9. You shall not bear false witness against your neighbor.
  10. You shall not covet your neighbor?s house; you shall not covet your neighbor?s wife, nor his manservant, nor his maidservant, nor his ox, nor his donkey, nor anything that is your neighbor?s.?

Penn Jillette’s 10 Commandments for atheists:

  1. The highest ideals are human intelligence, creativity and love. Respect these above all.
  2. Do not put things or even ideas above other human beings.
  3. Say what you mean, even when talking to yourself.
  4. Put aside some time to rest and think.
  5. Be there for your family. Love your parents, your partner, and your children.
  6. Respect and protect all human life.
  7. Keep your promises.
  8. Don’t steal.
  9. Don’t lie.
  10. Don’t waste too much time wishing, hoping, and being envious; it’ll make you bugnutty.

Issac Asmimov’s Three Laws of Robotics, humanized:

  1. A human may not injure a human being or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm.
  2. A human must obey the laws given to it by human beings, except where such orders would conflict with the First Law.
  3. A human must protect its own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Laws.

The Golden Rule:

  1. One should treat others as one would like others to treat oneself.
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Pink Drink

There were 4 of us who went to the Tool Show the other day and after we had seen all there was to be seen it was time for lunch. At first we thought we were going to be treated to lunch by the salesman who sold our company that fancy-schmancy (and very expensive ) CNC machine, but he bailed on both the show and us. This was actually not a big disappointment to two of us because that meant we could go across town to Mark & my favorite restaurant in all of North Carolina – Razoo’s Cajun Cafe! There was going to be a few toe-less rats around after we got there.

When the 4 of us arrived at the restaurant after the 30 minute drive, 3 of us settled in to a booth and the other made a bee-line to the restroom. When our waitress arrived to take drink orders I ordered regular Coke and the two others got Diet Coke. We didn’t know what the other fellow wanted, so we ordered for him. I asked the waitress if they had anything pink and frilly. She said that they had pink lemonade and we said, “Perfect.” Instantly catching on, she asked, “Do you want me to put a little umbrella in it?” “Umm, why, yes we would.”

When she returned with the tray of drinks, poor unsuspecting Kieth looked at the four glasses and wondered who ordered that pink drink, but it slowly dawned on him what had happened, as she passed out the other three drinks to us and he had nothing in front of him with the pink drink was still on the tray. Our waitress offered to go get him something else to drink, but he waved her off and said, “I’ll just drink this.”

The new guy, Tom, is a quick learner, as he too needed to use the rest room, but decided to wait until after he had ordered his meal before going…