Saturday, August 31, 2013
I'm confused and need technical help.
I have a desktop which I love but my wife prefers her laptop. She decided to get her a new one and gave me her old one. While she was struggling to learn her new computer, I took my laptop and hooked it to the big screen TV and set the laptop on my desk. I liked that since it took up less room but I didn't get to enjoy the setup. She got her computer set up but noticed she didn't have a secure internet connection so she changed her setting. I lost my connection on my laptop so I had to undo everything I had done and now I can't connect to the internet with my laptop unless I use the Ethernet cable. No wireless connection. So, can this problem be solved?
Article finally published
When I agreed to be a guest columnist for the faith section in the local paper I was given a schedule of when the articles would run. I was to write two columns but when the first one was due it didn't appear. It has been at least six weeks since my schedule said it was to run so I had even forgotten about it. In fact, I didn't renew my subscription to the paper after being with them for the four years I've lived in the area.
One of my wife's friends called to say she saw it in the paper yesterday. What a shocker. If you happen to read the column just be aware the typo's are not mine.
One of my wife's friends called to say she saw it in the paper yesterday. What a shocker. If you happen to read the column just be aware the typo's are not mine.
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
Restaurant refuses Iraq War Veteran and service dog
Oxford, Mass. A man with a service dog is refused service. The man is suffering from PTS and needs the dog to calm him in stressful situations wasn't allowed to bring the dog into the restaurant. I guess because you can't see the affliction it isn't real.
Still, I don't like seeing animals in places I'm trying to eat at or from like a grocery store and especially restaurants. There is a reason the health department bans this practice for the rest of us but the law is the law. Of course the local law can't help so he has to sue in federal court. Either that or just go to a more accepting place to eat.
I was once in the US Navy and had just completed my tour of service including three years overseas and two tours in a war zone and was at the Charleston Naval base to be discharged. it snowed and there was no transportation out of Charleston so I was forced to spend an extra day or two on base so I went to the store on base to pick up a few grocery items and an officer refused me service. I understand the mans frustration. We didn't have post traumatic stress back then though so we just had to learn other ways to deal with our problems.
Still, I don't like seeing animals in places I'm trying to eat at or from like a grocery store and especially restaurants. There is a reason the health department bans this practice for the rest of us but the law is the law. Of course the local law can't help so he has to sue in federal court. Either that or just go to a more accepting place to eat.
I was once in the US Navy and had just completed my tour of service including three years overseas and two tours in a war zone and was at the Charleston Naval base to be discharged. it snowed and there was no transportation out of Charleston so I was forced to spend an extra day or two on base so I went to the store on base to pick up a few grocery items and an officer refused me service. I understand the mans frustration. We didn't have post traumatic stress back then though so we just had to learn other ways to deal with our problems.
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
Motivation behind singing
The Isaac's were appearing in Burlington last week for a benefit for an outreach program that aids the poor, especially the homeless. I understand why the outreach program booked the Isaacs for the benefit as they have won many awards for their songs, their writing, and their productions.
If one has to classify their music it would be more into the bluegrass/country style. I'm not a music critic but I do know that the group, a mother and her three children, are very good at what they do. But being good at what one does is not necessarily a good thing. If the motivation behind why you do what you do is different than your stated goal then I'm not so sure it's a good thing.
What exactly do I mean by that? It can be argued that the motivation behind all our actions is to earn a living and to a certain extent that would be true but that doesn't allow for all the volunteers,
or people who put in way more effort into their endeavors than the rewards they ever hope to gain. I have no problem with singers getting paid for their music or preachers getting paid for their service. After all, we all need food, clothing, and shelter. Most singers sign because of two reasons: one is they enjoy signing and making music, and two, if one is successful it pays well. In some cases it pays really, really well. If I paid out my hard earned money to see a singing group I expect them to be good and to entertain me.
Let me be perfectly clear. I do not know the Isaacs outside of what I read and what they said at the performance last week I have no clue who they are. I know nothing about how they live their lives. I draw my conclusions of who they are by their actions that I observed. They appeared to me to be a group of people, in this case family, that has chosen to make a living signing music for a living and they have chosen bluegrass/ country gospel as the type of music they sign. Actually spreading the gospel and uplifting the name of Christ is not a motivation in doing what they do at all. Their music was not really gospel or Christian music. It was moral music but that isn't exactly the same thing.
If one truly loved Christ and was motivated to spread the gospel then that love and motivation would be reflected in their speech and their actions. Honestly, many singers and even some preachers are in the business solely to make a living. I cannot say that the Isaacs are not Christians. Christianity has nothing to do with how often one goes to church or what one does to make money but on what kind of relationship one has with Christ.
What I saw was a family that was very good at what they did and that loved each other. That is a good thing. I'm not saying they a phonies as they never said they were anything other than who they showed themselves to be. They are entertainers singing bluegrass/country gospel music.
If one has to classify their music it would be more into the bluegrass/country style. I'm not a music critic but I do know that the group, a mother and her three children, are very good at what they do. But being good at what one does is not necessarily a good thing. If the motivation behind why you do what you do is different than your stated goal then I'm not so sure it's a good thing.
What exactly do I mean by that? It can be argued that the motivation behind all our actions is to earn a living and to a certain extent that would be true but that doesn't allow for all the volunteers,
or people who put in way more effort into their endeavors than the rewards they ever hope to gain. I have no problem with singers getting paid for their music or preachers getting paid for their service. After all, we all need food, clothing, and shelter. Most singers sign because of two reasons: one is they enjoy signing and making music, and two, if one is successful it pays well. In some cases it pays really, really well. If I paid out my hard earned money to see a singing group I expect them to be good and to entertain me.
Let me be perfectly clear. I do not know the Isaacs outside of what I read and what they said at the performance last week I have no clue who they are. I know nothing about how they live their lives. I draw my conclusions of who they are by their actions that I observed. They appeared to me to be a group of people, in this case family, that has chosen to make a living signing music for a living and they have chosen bluegrass/ country gospel as the type of music they sign. Actually spreading the gospel and uplifting the name of Christ is not a motivation in doing what they do at all. Their music was not really gospel or Christian music. It was moral music but that isn't exactly the same thing.
If one truly loved Christ and was motivated to spread the gospel then that love and motivation would be reflected in their speech and their actions. Honestly, many singers and even some preachers are in the business solely to make a living. I cannot say that the Isaacs are not Christians. Christianity has nothing to do with how often one goes to church or what one does to make money but on what kind of relationship one has with Christ.
What I saw was a family that was very good at what they did and that loved each other. That is a good thing. I'm not saying they a phonies as they never said they were anything other than who they showed themselves to be. They are entertainers singing bluegrass/country gospel music.
Monday, August 26, 2013
It's what you voted for
No, not you, the reader, but the person who wrote the statement below. I believe Ohio was one of the critical states in the last election. I have a friend from Ohio. Our friendship survived the election but just barely and not entirely intact. He is a big Obama supporter. He was posting about Obama virtues every day. At one point he had three or four posts that showed up on my facebook page every day.
He is retired so I don' know how Obama care will effect him but it seems some of his fellow Ohioians aren't too happy.
"Let's see. My employer is the Federal Government. So when they make me go on Obama Care, it will affect me. My premiums will go up at LEAST double for the same type of insurance. As Ohio is one of the states that will get hit the hardest on premiums, looks like my affordable health care is a myth. Thanks for nothing. "
Saturday, August 24, 2013
gay marriage and the church
No, I'm not talking about the Catholic church but you local assembly. The pastors at those churches are facing a dilemma because some are fearful if a gay couple asks them to preform the ceremony and they refuse then they are likely to get sued.
Going forward make it a policy that wedding ceremonies are preformed for church members only. if the church accepts gay members then perform the ceremony but if the local congregation does not accept gays as members then say no.
Going forward make it a policy that wedding ceremonies are preformed for church members only. if the church accepts gay members then perform the ceremony but if the local congregation does not accept gays as members then say no.
Thursday, August 22, 2013
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
'Million Muslim March' Planned On 9/11 Anniversary
Now that we'll have them all together I wonder if the terrorists will reveal in their demonstration or see it as an opportunity to do harm?
Sunday, August 18, 2013
I help people too and I got screwed
"I help people too and I got screwed" was the response one lady gave to a dissertation I made about helping people. Yes, that can and will happen. There are limits to what one should do and one has to know when and how to say no. It's not a good idea to take in homeless strangers, depart with money directly to people or to put yourself into a position where people become dependent and expectant of your help.
I give of my time, effort, expertise, and bounty but I don't give my money (I have little ) or my processions (I have few), I give my friendship and my moral support but when someone starts asking for stuff I have to say no. I don't mind at all helping someone along the way or making their lives happier or easier, even if it is just for a moment, but I don't like anyone expecting me to do things because it changes the situation from me being a giver to one of the other person being a taker. Once you are being taken for anything then you are setting yourself up to "be screwed" as this lady was.
I give of my time, effort, expertise, and bounty but I don't give my money (I have little ) or my processions (I have few), I give my friendship and my moral support but when someone starts asking for stuff I have to say no. I don't mind at all helping someone along the way or making their lives happier or easier, even if it is just for a moment, but I don't like anyone expecting me to do things because it changes the situation from me being a giver to one of the other person being a taker. Once you are being taken for anything then you are setting yourself up to "be screwed" as this lady was.
Thursday, August 15, 2013
Today was easier
First thing after breakfast I replanted all the iris I dug up yesterday into the new garden space. It took me until lunch time to finish that little chore. After lunch I went to the service station to get gas for the lawn mower and then loaded up my equipment and headed over to the church to mow the grass there. It took a little less than an hour with the rider then another twenty minutes with the walk-behind mower. Then I used the leaf blower to clear the excess grass, then packed everything away and headed home. I unloaded and put everything back into its proper lace. From the time I started 912:00) until I finished (3:30) took 3 1/2 hours but only an hour and a half was spent actually cutting grass.
It is highly unusual for me to cut my grass on Wednesday and the Church's on Thursday but it is so wet in the am I mowed in the afternoon when thing were drier. I also wanted to move the schedule up in case it rains. I'm still sore and I'm tired but not nearly as so as I was yesterday.
My kitty finally paid me some attention today. I took her to the vets Tuesday for her polio booster and another shot. Ryder likes to be petted but she does not like to be picked up. I had cancelled two previous vet visits because I could not catch Ryder but I managed to get her into the cage Tuesday. She has ignored me since she came home from the vets.
I once thought it might be a good idea to put a collar on her and then just snap a leash on her when I need to take her somewhere. As thing worked out, that was a very bad idea. Ryder is a lot of fun and she is a loving cat but just never try to pick her up.
It is highly unusual for me to cut my grass on Wednesday and the Church's on Thursday but it is so wet in the am I mowed in the afternoon when thing were drier. I also wanted to move the schedule up in case it rains. I'm still sore and I'm tired but not nearly as so as I was yesterday.
My kitty finally paid me some attention today. I took her to the vets Tuesday for her polio booster and another shot. Ryder likes to be petted but she does not like to be picked up. I had cancelled two previous vet visits because I could not catch Ryder but I managed to get her into the cage Tuesday. She has ignored me since she came home from the vets.
I once thought it might be a good idea to put a collar on her and then just snap a leash on her when I need to take her somewhere. As thing worked out, that was a very bad idea. Ryder is a lot of fun and she is a loving cat but just never try to pick her up.
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Busy day
Up early this morning to take care of a few things around the house. First I painted a couple of mesh tables for my wife than I stained the ramp. I spent the remainder of the morning tilling a new garden space and then I dug up all our Iris to move into the new garden spot. After lunch I moved the glads to another location in the front yard and then I mowed the yard. I didn't get to rake up the mulch or to weed-eat before supper but tomorrow is another day.
I think the mowing was harder on me than using the tiller was this morning but I am rather stiff and sore. At my age I guess that's to be expected. Tomorrow I need to replant all those iris plants. Hopefully I can get done in time to mow the church lawn.
I need a weed trimmer and saw one on the internet for $125.00 but the man said the belt keeps coming off. I want to have it checked out before I purchase it but he doesn't seem to want me too. Red flag or what/
I think the mowing was harder on me than using the tiller was this morning but I am rather stiff and sore. At my age I guess that's to be expected. Tomorrow I need to replant all those iris plants. Hopefully I can get done in time to mow the church lawn.
I need a weed trimmer and saw one on the internet for $125.00 but the man said the belt keeps coming off. I want to have it checked out before I purchase it but he doesn't seem to want me too. Red flag or what/
Thursday, August 08, 2013
Dog Days and Dog Owners
My neighbor owned two boxers which he frequently let run loose. The puppies were huge and liked to venture over to my house where they would dig up my flowers and jump in my koi pond in an attempt to catch my fish. They would growl and bark at me and showed no fear. I suppose I did because those dogs frightened me. After being cornered one day the only way to change my situation was to call the police. It seems that for a long while calling the police on his dogs were a monthly occurrence.
Finally facing the ire of the local police department my neighbor got rid of one of the boxers and started obeying the local lease laws with the other. About two months or three months ago while working at the church helping to removed 11 tree stumps I saw a cute little dog running down the middle of the street dragging a tie down stake and a chain behind it. It was in serious danger of getting run over, struck by a piece of heavy equipment or getting lost forever. I caught the cut little fellow and pushed its tie down stake in the ground, and gave it some water. I knew I couldn't keep the dog nor could I just leave it there so I notified the police. It turned out the dog was owned by a lady Randleman police officer.
I have another neighbor that ties his down out in the back yard 24/7 365 days a year. I've blogged about that poor dog several times and did so just recently. For the second time in recent weeks the dog has gotten loose and she wants to come play with me. Today I was trying to change the battery in my truck when this poor creature runs up and starts jumping on me. My wife had just come home and since she is now disabled due to a severe brain injury and is unstable on her feet at best I was afraid this dog would jump on her and hurt her and/or cause her to fall. This dog is strong and has long thick nails that hurt.
Anyway I notified the police as I can't take care of this animal and it wouldn't let me take it home. The owner wasn't home so I couldn't notify him to come and get it. Well when the police gets there the boxer owner comes over claiming I am a racist and only call the police on non white people. It may be true that the only two people in the neighborhood that I have complained about their dogs may not be white but theirs are the only dogs that have come into my yard and damaged my property or made me uncomfortable. To be perfectly honest I thought the man who accused me of being prejudiced against non-whites was white. His wife is white and all the kids are white and all his friends are white. To tell the truth I don't really care what color you are.
Be a responsible dog owner. Fence your dog in, keep it in the house, or leave it tied up outside in the cool of the day for only short periods of time and keep it from hurting me and damaging my property and we will get along just fine.
Finally facing the ire of the local police department my neighbor got rid of one of the boxers and started obeying the local lease laws with the other. About two months or three months ago while working at the church helping to removed 11 tree stumps I saw a cute little dog running down the middle of the street dragging a tie down stake and a chain behind it. It was in serious danger of getting run over, struck by a piece of heavy equipment or getting lost forever. I caught the cut little fellow and pushed its tie down stake in the ground, and gave it some water. I knew I couldn't keep the dog nor could I just leave it there so I notified the police. It turned out the dog was owned by a lady Randleman police officer.
I have another neighbor that ties his down out in the back yard 24/7 365 days a year. I've blogged about that poor dog several times and did so just recently. For the second time in recent weeks the dog has gotten loose and she wants to come play with me. Today I was trying to change the battery in my truck when this poor creature runs up and starts jumping on me. My wife had just come home and since she is now disabled due to a severe brain injury and is unstable on her feet at best I was afraid this dog would jump on her and hurt her and/or cause her to fall. This dog is strong and has long thick nails that hurt.
Anyway I notified the police as I can't take care of this animal and it wouldn't let me take it home. The owner wasn't home so I couldn't notify him to come and get it. Well when the police gets there the boxer owner comes over claiming I am a racist and only call the police on non white people. It may be true that the only two people in the neighborhood that I have complained about their dogs may not be white but theirs are the only dogs that have come into my yard and damaged my property or made me uncomfortable. To be perfectly honest I thought the man who accused me of being prejudiced against non-whites was white. His wife is white and all the kids are white and all his friends are white. To tell the truth I don't really care what color you are.
Be a responsible dog owner. Fence your dog in, keep it in the house, or leave it tied up outside in the cool of the day for only short periods of time and keep it from hurting me and damaging my property and we will get along just fine.
Wednesday, August 07, 2013
animal cruelty
It is extremely upsetting to witness animal cruelty and to be powerless to do anything about it. I had looked forward to Randleman passing the law about tying animals outside and leaving them tied for long periods of time but the city tabled the measure. Technically leaving a dog tied up 24/7 everyday without adequate food or water is not illegal even though it is cruel to say the least. I think tying one up even if it had adequate access to cool water is wrong. If your animal does not have an area it can run and play in nor have human interaction then you shouldn't have an animal,
I am open to legal suggestions on how to bring relief to these tortured dogs.
I am open to legal suggestions on how to bring relief to these tortured dogs.
Tuesday, August 06, 2013
Grey Savage
According to one book there are 50 shades of gray but according to this Grey everything is black or white.
I realize the One Way Baptist is meeting in one of the smallest church buildings ever and that the building is over two hundred years old buy one should not be confused by the size of the building or its age. Rev Charles Garrett is an exciting preacher and Dr. Grey Savage has outdone himself this week in revival services. Wednesday is the last day and if you want a blessing then be there. This is some of the best preaching I've ever heard.
Actually it is more than just good preaching. What is happening can change lives. I believe it will when it is all said and done.
One Way is located on Sunset in Randleman and the meeting starts at 7.
I realize the One Way Baptist is meeting in one of the smallest church buildings ever and that the building is over two hundred years old buy one should not be confused by the size of the building or its age. Rev Charles Garrett is an exciting preacher and Dr. Grey Savage has outdone himself this week in revival services. Wednesday is the last day and if you want a blessing then be there. This is some of the best preaching I've ever heard.
Actually it is more than just good preaching. What is happening can change lives. I believe it will when it is all said and done.
One Way is located on Sunset in Randleman and the meeting starts at 7.
Mystery of the vanishing hearing aid solved
He was sitting in the living room in his lounge chair when his ear began to itch. He removed his hearing aid to relieve the itch and it slipped from his grasp and no amount of searching could reveal the location of the aid. The next morning his wife was busy gathering up trash for trash day when she noticed an object laying in the legs of the TV trays he kept behind his bedroom door. There is was.
Unless one is extremely hard of hearing one cannot imagine the decreased quality of life on suffers from not being able to hear and how important hearing aids are. The shame of the whole matter is how expensive they are. Even budget hearing aids are $300.00 or more dollars and seem to be fraught with problems.
My mom, 88, has an extremely severe hearing loss and cannot afford even the least expensive aids. To help her I purchased her a sound amplifier for 19.99 and have her a set of padded ear phones. They seem to serve her well but aren't as convenient or efficient as real hearing aids are. I wish there were a way to make some serviceable for less than a hundred dollars so more people could get help.
Unless one is extremely hard of hearing one cannot imagine the decreased quality of life on suffers from not being able to hear and how important hearing aids are. The shame of the whole matter is how expensive they are. Even budget hearing aids are $300.00 or more dollars and seem to be fraught with problems.
My mom, 88, has an extremely severe hearing loss and cannot afford even the least expensive aids. To help her I purchased her a sound amplifier for 19.99 and have her a set of padded ear phones. They seem to serve her well but aren't as convenient or efficient as real hearing aids are. I wish there were a way to make some serviceable for less than a hundred dollars so more people could get help.
disappearing hearing aid
His right ear began to itch while he was relaxing in his favorite chair after a busy day. Up and about at 3:30 am, he was staining his front porch by 7. At nine thirty he put his paint away, loaded his pickup truck with tools and headed to the church to accept three loads of gravel.
While the backhoe operator did his job spreading the gravel, he busied himself with picking up rocks and sticks from the recently ploughed ground and then pulled some weeds in the pumpkin patch. After the gravel man was finished he grabbed his big push broom and swept off the roadway and then hosed it down. By twelve thirty he was on his way back home to finish up his projects there.
He recoated the front porch with the semi-transparent water based cedar stain and then went to work on the back porch. He finished all his stain but decided against going to the store to purchase more as he had other problems to attend to. Most pressing was dealing with Duke Energy over a change they made to the church's' electric bill. It didn't take all that long to handle the problem: it was just thirty minutes or so he really didn't have to spare.
He still had to put all his tools away, rewind the hose, fix the chip in his windshield, and make sure the church was ready for the big meeting that night. He got home in time to shower, get dressed and grab a little something for dinner before heading out again. It was 9:30pm when the service ended and he could finally go home and relax.
He removed the hearing aid from his right ear so he could relieve the itch but he lost his grip on the tiny thing and felt it slide down his neck onto his right shoulder. He reacted quickly in trying to grab the hearing aid before it could hit the ground. When he did he scrapped a fingernail across his right cheek, leaving a small gash that wanted to bleed. Now faced with two problems, he wasn't sure how best to handled the situation. In order to tend to the cut he didn't to retrieve a bandage but moving about with a loose hearing aid about could result in damaging the aid.
While he was reasoning the situation out his wife, acting instinctually, rushed over and pushed the button on his power chair. He wasn't prepared for that move and while fearful the movement of the power chair might damage the hearing aid or cause it to fall into a space that couldn't be reached, he didn't have time to react to prevent her from moving the chair.
The hearing aid had vanished and no amount of searching for it would reveal results. The entire areas was search and all possible locations were checked into but it just wasn't there. How could something just disappear like that? He didn't know either but it had happened. The hearing aid just vanished.
While the backhoe operator did his job spreading the gravel, he busied himself with picking up rocks and sticks from the recently ploughed ground and then pulled some weeds in the pumpkin patch. After the gravel man was finished he grabbed his big push broom and swept off the roadway and then hosed it down. By twelve thirty he was on his way back home to finish up his projects there.
He recoated the front porch with the semi-transparent water based cedar stain and then went to work on the back porch. He finished all his stain but decided against going to the store to purchase more as he had other problems to attend to. Most pressing was dealing with Duke Energy over a change they made to the church's' electric bill. It didn't take all that long to handle the problem: it was just thirty minutes or so he really didn't have to spare.
He still had to put all his tools away, rewind the hose, fix the chip in his windshield, and make sure the church was ready for the big meeting that night. He got home in time to shower, get dressed and grab a little something for dinner before heading out again. It was 9:30pm when the service ended and he could finally go home and relax.
He removed the hearing aid from his right ear so he could relieve the itch but he lost his grip on the tiny thing and felt it slide down his neck onto his right shoulder. He reacted quickly in trying to grab the hearing aid before it could hit the ground. When he did he scrapped a fingernail across his right cheek, leaving a small gash that wanted to bleed. Now faced with two problems, he wasn't sure how best to handled the situation. In order to tend to the cut he didn't to retrieve a bandage but moving about with a loose hearing aid about could result in damaging the aid.
While he was reasoning the situation out his wife, acting instinctually, rushed over and pushed the button on his power chair. He wasn't prepared for that move and while fearful the movement of the power chair might damage the hearing aid or cause it to fall into a space that couldn't be reached, he didn't have time to react to prevent her from moving the chair.
The hearing aid had vanished and no amount of searching for it would reveal results. The entire areas was search and all possible locations were checked into but it just wasn't there. How could something just disappear like that? He didn't know either but it had happened. The hearing aid just vanished.
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