Friday, May 21, 2010

Gladys has Projected Random Thoughts

It is Friday again and time for Mrs. 4444 to present her Friday Fragments. Go on go over read her fragments, link yours and have a big old fragmented party. Then go on over to Ann Again and Again for your weekly Virtual Girls Night Out. Have a drink, even if it’s just water, read some stories and partake in her game. Also link your Friday to her Friday.

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We haven’t watched television for awhile in fact we kind of lost touch with the outside world for a couple of weeks.

No late breaking stories, no disasters, no news report breaking into The Biggest Loser telling you that there is a ladder in the middle of the 405. It has been quiet and nice.

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Speaking of the news, I did catch a snippet of the First Lady at a school talking to kids about not being fat when a young girl asked about her illegal alien mother being deported. Mrs. Obama seemed to ignore it. Is that ignoring the elephant in the room?

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Have you ever noticed that kids and husbands think your silverware drawer is actually a makeshift tool box? You start looking for your butter knife only to discover it being used for a screw driver and your slotted serving spoon being used to dig for gold. Don’t even get me started on where my forks all went. What do you think would happen if I started setting the table with screw drivers and pliers?

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Like I said we haven’t had much television lately but Kahuna and I found ourselves in the Squal*mart staring at the big screen televisions the other day. They keep getting bigger and thinner. You know what we called those in my day? A projector screen. Remember? The nerdy A.V. kid came into your classroom with a cart that contained a reel to reel projector and Mrs. Teacher pulled down a thin white screen that was hidden behind the map of the United States which hung directly under Old Glory. Then the A.V. kid would thread film through the sprocket that pulled the film (not DVD but real film) through the machine which passed through a light which projected the picture onto the projection screen.

So Kahuna and I are standing looking at the 4500 inch big screen television that is paper thin waiting for the A.V. kid to show up and thread the projector. A very friendly nerdy looking Squal*mart electronics clerk walks over and flips on a switch and up pops a picture. Amazing! I wonder where he was hiding his projector.

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Speaking of movies.  Last weekend we stayed at Flying Flags RV park in Buelllton, CA.  Where the heck is that you say?  It's right outside of Solvang, Ca and where Pea Soup Andersons is located.  The park is a very nice park with shady spots and a really nice dog park.  We settled in for the night listening for the sounds of nature and the wind blowing wistfully through the Eucalyptus trees.  Instead what we heard was booming and banging and loud music and voices.  Voices that sounded as if they we on top of our rig.  They were all around us.  It was deafening.  I peaked my head out the window and saw a guy with a ginormous big screen TV set up OUTSIDE his rig along with his surround sound tweeters and wolfers and doodads that make it a surreal experience.  There this guy sat watching Avatar  in 3-D at 10 p.m. on a Sunday night. 
Guess what I dreamed about.

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Finally but not lastly it is also Happy Hour Friday over at the RX Bambi. She hosts Happy Hour Friday so go on over and tell us what makes you happy.

Here are some things that make me happy.

Sometimes you just feel like Thai

Fresh ocean breezes

Is this what they mean by where the sidewalk ends?
Now that's a deck with an ocean view!
Just don't go wandering out on a moonless night.   The first step is a doozie.

Be the love you wish to see in the world.

Now go on and be good to one another and remember thoughts become things, think good ones.

Serenaded

6 comments:

Cat said...

I kind of feel for first ladies. It must be tough to walk the line between yuor opinions, your husband's opinions, his public policy, all the while thinking of how the press can take one sound bite out and misinterpret what you said anyway. But clearly not talking can be just as bad!

I'm guilty of putting screwdrivers in the silverware drawer, lol. Love that pic!

I was at Best Buy last week thinking how amazing it is how thin all the new TVs are. Technology just keeps on going!

rxBambi said...

Youre awesome! thanks for the shout out. Actually I didn't do a happy hour this week. I'm a slacker. I'll try to get to it tho now that I know you're counting on me :)

Tracy said...

hmmm....my spoons keep disappearing, maybe they've met up with your forks?! Seriously, I just found one the other day-under the bathroom sink and it still had icing on it from a cake we had weeks ago. Then I found a paperplate with cake crumbs in the wastebasket, also under the sink...WHO eats cake in the bathroom?! According to my boys, the person's name is Not Me.

Ann said...

I've had camping experiences where the camp starts to come alive around 9:00pm. NOT my cup of tea. argh.

Happy VGNO Gladys!!!

Doreen McGettigan said...

I really really want one of those big tv's hung up there on the wall over the fireplace (that I also want really really bad). Maybe someday. I am sorry I am a little late with FF but I am usually never late for anything and I have a very good excuse! I love the silverware thing and oh how true it is. When I bought new silverware I actually put the old in the junk drawer with the screw drivers and plyers. But no they still went for the good stuff. Have a great weekend and I hope when you have time you will stop by and say hi.

Mrs4444 said...

Wow-Can you imagine stepping off that "deck" in a darkened night? That would hurt!haha

Oh, and I'm sorry, but I am far too young to know what "threading a projector" means....