Archive for December, 2005
I’m sure you are all flooded with great Holiday advice. However, Barbara’s list takes the cake as far as I’m concerned!
Mend a quarrel.
Seek out a forgotten friend.
Dismiss suspicion, and replace it with trust.
Write a love letter.
Share some treasure.
Give a soft answer.
Encourage youth.
Manifest your loyalty in word and deed.
Keep a promise.
Find the time.
Forego a grudge.
Forgive an [...]
If you’re planning to party this Christmas, may I suggest reading Alf’s Safety advice for when you are out this Christmas beforehand!
I really loved the section on Personal Property:
- Keep valuables such as mobile phones and laptops safely hidden whilst out. We suggest you carry a safe with you at all times.
- If you’re going [...]
And the Grinch,
with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow,
stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so?
It came without ribbons.
It came without tags.
It came without packages, boxes or bags.
And he puzzled and puzzled
’till his puzzler was sore.
Then the Grinch thought of something
he hadn’t before.
What if Christmas,
he thought,
doesn’t come from a store.
What if Christmas,
perhaps,
means a [...]
In his latest “Times of Mind” article, Subroto Bagchi takes a (by-now-expected) unusual take on the entire concept of Job Satisfaction. He asks whether jobs are living things that can ever ‘satisfy’ us. As he says,
“Jobs are not meant to satisfy us. Jobs are not animate things that have knowledge of who we are, what [...]
Saw this…and loving it…
Please accept with no obligation, implied or implicit, best wishes for an environmentally conscious, socially responsible, low-stress, non-addictive, gender-neutral celebration of the winter solstice holiday, practiced within the most enjoyable traditions of the religious persuasion of your choice, or secular practices of your choice, with respect for the religious/secular persuasion and/or traditions [...]
Little Bobby came into the kitchen where his mother was making dinner. His birthday was coming up and he thought this was a good time to tell his mother what he wanted. “Mom, I want a bike for my birthday.” Little Bobby was a bit of a troublemaker. He had gotten into trouble at school [...]