Every night at the Pakistan and India border, they have this little ceremony. Both sides strut their stuff. I have never heard of such a thing.
When I was in the army, during my AIT training class, there was a Pakistani officer in our class. He asked me if I would like to become his fifth wife. I am not sure how many times he asked me, but it was more than a few times. I always said, "No". I mean the man never even asked me out on a date. I guess he must have thought that strutting his stuff was enough. I think I made the right choice.
The first video is from the India side, and the second from the Pakistan side. They are both worth watching.
The Pakistan soldiers are not to be outdone either.
I am not sure if their hats remind me more of Turkeys or Peacocks. You be the judge. In their countries, these soldiers are celebrities, due to this being a tourist attraction. I think these people enjoy this as much as we enjoy our Theme Parks.
Wow, I just realized this could be an early TT! But I will do my TT on Thursday, hopefully.
Monday, March 8, 2010
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Theme Thursday...........GREEN
Opal Nation22
Father removed the Packwitt's hand covering the wound and was shocked at what he saw, something had bitten off a large portion of the Packwitt's shoulder. Father said it looked more like a shark bite, but they were not anywhere near an ocean. Father quickly set to work doing as much triage to the shoulder as possible. He knew that there was no such thing as a hospital in the Opal Nation, and that he would be the only one who could save the Packwitt.
He had the other Packwitt start a fire as quickly as possible. He had already clamped off as many bloodvessels as he could. He was thankful that they had brought such an extensive first-aid kit. It was almost like a portable hospital. They sterilized everything, while they were working and Father quickly got to work stopping the bleeding and then patching up the Packwitt as best as he was able to under the circumstances.
Finally when they had done everything they possibly could, Father and the Packwitt sat back and looked at each other. Father had so many questions for the Packwitt, lying there passed out, due to the morphine. But he had a suspicion that the Packwitt who had been with him knew what had happened here.
Father sat there staring at him for a few minutes. The Packwitt would not look Father in the eyes.
Father finally said, "What do you think happened here? Where is the other Packwitt and zerthbeelee?"
The Packwitt finally looked at Father and there was shock in his eyes. He uttered one word, "Bullcomimao!"
Father had no idea what the Packwitt was talking about. What did bullcomimao mean? So he asked the Packwitt what he meant.
The Packwitt stood up and started pacing back and forth, looking around and then stared at the ground. He then told Father that the missing Packwitt and zerthbeelee were dead and that the bullcomimao had done this. He explained to Father that the bullcomimao was a creature that very few Opalites had ever lived to talk about.
The bullcomimao was not a large creature, but he was a vicious hunter and preyed on the unsuspecting and the weak. He lived underground and hibernated most of the year after it's last kill and gorging on the blood of it's latest victim. It would store all of the food and blood inside of it's body and turn brown, like the color of the ground. Then it would burrow underground to hibernate and because it was the same color brown as the ground, that it was very difficult for the Opalites to hunt.
The Opalites knew very little about the bullcomimao except that it changed colors once it had burned all of it's stored up fuel in it's body. Then it would wake up and begin to hunt it's prey once again. While it was hunting it lived above the ground and while living above ground it's new color was green. It would live among the plants and was what Father compared to a chameleon. Maybe it was the chameleon's ancestor, a green monster.
The Packwitt continued telling Father what he knew about the bullcomimao, he said that it usually attacked and killed many of the smaller creatures that it came upon. He thought that they usually were lone hunters and did not hunt in packs, but it looked like this was an attack by more than one bullcomimao. Possibly three or four had attacked their camp. They had probably been after the zerthbeelee and that the Packwitt, who had been trying to protect his zerthbeelee, probably got caught in the middle of the attack. They would then drag off their prey to gorge and feed upon.
All the while that the Packwitt had been talking, he had been pacing around the outside of the camp while looking at the ground, he suddenly stopped and stared.
Father stood up, walked over to where he stood, and then looked to see what the Packwitt was staring upon. Slowly they both backed up.......
For those who missed part 21, here is the link. Which also links to parts 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16,17, 18, 19, and 20. For more Theme Thursday's please go here.
Father removed the Packwitt's hand covering the wound and was shocked at what he saw, something had bitten off a large portion of the Packwitt's shoulder. Father said it looked more like a shark bite, but they were not anywhere near an ocean. Father quickly set to work doing as much triage to the shoulder as possible. He knew that there was no such thing as a hospital in the Opal Nation, and that he would be the only one who could save the Packwitt.
He had the other Packwitt start a fire as quickly as possible. He had already clamped off as many bloodvessels as he could. He was thankful that they had brought such an extensive first-aid kit. It was almost like a portable hospital. They sterilized everything, while they were working and Father quickly got to work stopping the bleeding and then patching up the Packwitt as best as he was able to under the circumstances.
Finally when they had done everything they possibly could, Father and the Packwitt sat back and looked at each other. Father had so many questions for the Packwitt, lying there passed out, due to the morphine. But he had a suspicion that the Packwitt who had been with him knew what had happened here.
Father sat there staring at him for a few minutes. The Packwitt would not look Father in the eyes.
Father finally said, "What do you think happened here? Where is the other Packwitt and zerthbeelee?"
The Packwitt finally looked at Father and there was shock in his eyes. He uttered one word, "Bullcomimao!"
Father had no idea what the Packwitt was talking about. What did bullcomimao mean? So he asked the Packwitt what he meant.
The Packwitt stood up and started pacing back and forth, looking around and then stared at the ground. He then told Father that the missing Packwitt and zerthbeelee were dead and that the bullcomimao had done this. He explained to Father that the bullcomimao was a creature that very few Opalites had ever lived to talk about.
The bullcomimao was not a large creature, but he was a vicious hunter and preyed on the unsuspecting and the weak. He lived underground and hibernated most of the year after it's last kill and gorging on the blood of it's latest victim. It would store all of the food and blood inside of it's body and turn brown, like the color of the ground. Then it would burrow underground to hibernate and because it was the same color brown as the ground, that it was very difficult for the Opalites to hunt.
The Opalites knew very little about the bullcomimao except that it changed colors once it had burned all of it's stored up fuel in it's body. Then it would wake up and begin to hunt it's prey once again. While it was hunting it lived above the ground and while living above ground it's new color was green. It would live among the plants and was what Father compared to a chameleon. Maybe it was the chameleon's ancestor, a green monster.
The Packwitt continued telling Father what he knew about the bullcomimao, he said that it usually attacked and killed many of the smaller creatures that it came upon. He thought that they usually were lone hunters and did not hunt in packs, but it looked like this was an attack by more than one bullcomimao. Possibly three or four had attacked their camp. They had probably been after the zerthbeelee and that the Packwitt, who had been trying to protect his zerthbeelee, probably got caught in the middle of the attack. They would then drag off their prey to gorge and feed upon.
All the while that the Packwitt had been talking, he had been pacing around the outside of the camp while looking at the ground, he suddenly stopped and stared.
Father stood up, walked over to where he stood, and then looked to see what the Packwitt was staring upon. Slowly they both backed up.......
For those who missed part 21, here is the link. Which also links to parts 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16,17, 18, 19, and 20. For more Theme Thursday's please go here.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Bottling Sucks!!
Trying to BOTTLE (see previous post) things suck. I am not good at organizing and being sick at the same time is not helping. I have been sleeping for 12 to 14 hours a day for the last week and I am not sure why. I am sadly thinking it is that I am reacting to the new puppy and that she will need a new home. I was okay when she was small but as she is growing larger I am finding out that I am probably allergic to chihuahua's as much as other dogs. I am waiting for the poodle puppy which I know I am not allergic to them. So I guess poodles are it. Thank goodness we have found a home for Maggie with a young girl and her family. Her chihuahua recently died and so she really wants Maggie. I am so thankful to find a good home for her. But this sleeping is not helping me get anything done.
I did get one thing done. I took a new accordian file and put the monthly tabs into the little slots. That wore me out. Gonna go back to bed. In the meantime I found this video to share. I hope you enjoy it.
Olympics are over, but getting along with each other is not.
I did get one thing done. I took a new accordian file and put the monthly tabs into the little slots. That wore me out. Gonna go back to bed. In the meantime I found this video to share. I hope you enjoy it.
Olympics are over, but getting along with each other is not.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Theme Thursday...........BOTTLE
I have never seen an aluminum bottle for sale anywhere. Have you?
From Wikipedia
From WikipediaMain article: Aluminum bottle
The aluminum beverage bottle, launched in 2002, also known as a bottlecan, is made of recyclable aluminum with a resealable lug cap that fits onto a plastic sleeve. Some studies have concluded that aluminum provides for increased insulation keeping beverages cooler longer than glass.
This week's Theme Thursday is Bottle.
This week Hubby told me that I had
Better
Organize
The
Things
Lying
Everywhere
in our house. And so I had to agree with him. I will be taking a semi-break to where I will be limiting my time on the computer and I will be spending time going through all the stuff lying around the house. I guess this could also be called "Spring Cleaning". I will be back for next week's Theme Thursday if I survive without anything falling on top of me, and then no one finding me for a few years. I am thinking it will take me a few weeks (wishful thinking) to get even a little organized, but I am going to have a go at it.
And unless I do get lost, I will still leave at least one comment a day at VE's. I am still hoping to end up in the top ten this year. How he sucks me in each year with all that Nonsense is beyond me. What can I say, I am a FanNo.
For more Theme Thursdays click here.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Mammoth Lakes Haiku's
One of my offspring is on vacation and sent me this picture of the mountains near Mammoth Lakes which is located in Central California.
Someone once told me that they had heard it never snows in California. Maybe they were thinking of the song about how it never rains in California. Which for the past 8 years that song has been played and played on our local radio stations due to our drought.
But this year we have had lots of rain. Thank you God for El Nino!!! But we have probably had even more snow. So when you look at this picture, you might just see snow, but you know what I see, I see water. Lots and lots of soon to be water, to fill our lakes and reservoirs. Although for now, offspring sees lots of opportunities to go snowboarding. I would see a broken leg if I was there, but then again that is just me.
Sometimes it is hard to believe there are still such beautiful places in California that are not filled with houses. Thank goodness for winter sports!!!
Here are some more Haiku's.....
Mountains filled up,
Snow, cold, fever to play now,
Over, under, oops.
White, water, quickly,
Wondrous adventure high up,
Winter outdoors, ouch!
Trees falling over,
Sliding suddenly, loudly,
Snow time, move. Now.
Beautiful around,
Winter contrasts, white, green, brown,
Nature sees, do you?
Life, hidden in snow,
Singing, seeds, footsteps out there,
Large ones, growling, run.
Enjoyment, mugs, cups,
Hot, chocolate, tea, soup, pie,
Winter goodies, eat.
Travel, home, missing,
Come back, winter calls, cold air,
Packing, hurry, love.
Someone once told me that they had heard it never snows in California. Maybe they were thinking of the song about how it never rains in California. Which for the past 8 years that song has been played and played on our local radio stations due to our drought.
But this year we have had lots of rain. Thank you God for El Nino!!! But we have probably had even more snow. So when you look at this picture, you might just see snow, but you know what I see, I see water. Lots and lots of soon to be water, to fill our lakes and reservoirs. Although for now, offspring sees lots of opportunities to go snowboarding. I would see a broken leg if I was there, but then again that is just me.
Sometimes it is hard to believe there are still such beautiful places in California that are not filled with houses. Thank goodness for winter sports!!!Here are some more Haiku's.....
Mountains filled up,
Snow, cold, fever to play now,
Over, under, oops.
White, water, quickly,
Wondrous adventure high up,
Winter outdoors, ouch!
Trees falling over,
Sliding suddenly, loudly,
Snow time, move. Now.
Beautiful around,
Winter contrasts, white, green, brown,
Nature sees, do you?
Life, hidden in snow,
Singing, seeds, footsteps out there,
Large ones, growling, run.
Enjoyment, mugs, cups,
Hot, chocolate, tea, soup, pie,
Winter goodies, eat.
Travel, home, missing,
Come back, winter calls, cold air,
Packing, hurry, love.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Theme Thursday...........BELL
This week's Theme Thursday is for Barry.
He is fighting cancer and this is what he wrote on his website:
High on the wall next to the exit from the Chemo Day Care Centre at Princess Margaret Hospital a bell is waiting for me. As I mentioned in my post a week ago Friday, there is a ritual at PMH that those patients completing their last treatment of chemotherapy, ring the bell as they leave.
And whenever it rings the nurses and volunteers and other chemo patients pause for a moment and applaud.
When I finish my last injection of chemo, on Thursday February 18th at about 2pm Eastern Standard Time, I'm also ringing that damn bell!
As loud and as long as I can!
My cancer may not be cured. I may find myself back there again sometime, but for now, at least, I'm declaring victory. After all, you don't have to win the whole war before celebrating victory in battle.
I have signed on to become one of the Confirmed Bell Ringers at his site and so at 2pm Eastern Standard Time I will be ringing a bell. And if you do not have a bell to ring then here are three videos that you can play that will ring the bells for you.
Gob bless you Barry, these bells are for you.
A more traditional type of bell ringing.
And I just had to throw in a little Johnny Cash for everyone too.
He is fighting cancer and this is what he wrote on his website:
High on the wall next to the exit from the Chemo Day Care Centre at Princess Margaret Hospital a bell is waiting for me. As I mentioned in my post a week ago Friday, there is a ritual at PMH that those patients completing their last treatment of chemotherapy, ring the bell as they leave.
And whenever it rings the nurses and volunteers and other chemo patients pause for a moment and applaud.
When I finish my last injection of chemo, on Thursday February 18th at about 2pm Eastern Standard Time, I'm also ringing that damn bell!
As loud and as long as I can!
My cancer may not be cured. I may find myself back there again sometime, but for now, at least, I'm declaring victory. After all, you don't have to win the whole war before celebrating victory in battle.
I have signed on to become one of the Confirmed Bell Ringers at his site and so at 2pm Eastern Standard Time I will be ringing a bell. And if you do not have a bell to ring then here are three videos that you can play that will ring the bells for you.
Gob bless you Barry, these bells are for you.
A more traditional type of bell ringing.
And I just had to throw in a little Johnny Cash for everyone too.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Theme Thursday...........MIRROR
Mirror Haiku for you!!!
Look into it now
Coldness, warmth, what is it
Mirror shows too much.
Not seeing what is
Snow color makes older, yet
Mirror sees younger.
Looking inside to
Find warmth, not there for me
Break the mirror.
Mirror saw beauty,
New rose brings much color,
Ear very pretty.
Cracking the mirror,
Ice too cold once put outside,
Snowflakes cool it.
Toss mirror away,
Leaves fall, cover it up,
Spider sees new mate.
Mist rises up top,
Sun beats down upon mirror
waiting for raindrop.
Mirror sees pretty
Girl covers face with mittens,
Smile peeking out.
Reflection one sees
Budding child will giggle,
New joy in mirror.
Mirror, mirror who
Am I this spring day, a
Toad one kisses, not!
Jump into mirror,
Break into tiny seeds,
Be a new you, grow.
Mirror truly sees
Hot air, nothing there in me,
Save me, shut me up.
I see love for you,
Mirror shows it in my soul,
Blossoms surely grow.
Mirror are you real?
Relfect snowflakes falling
As my tears will drop.
See it, believe it,
A true mirror cannot lie,
Spring is coming.
Haiku is a form of Japanese poetry. Each poem consists of only 3 lines, the first line has 5 syllables, the second line has 7 syllables, and the third line has 5 syllables for a total of 17 syllables. Haiku traditionally is supposed to be written about nature and must include a season. There should be a point and counterpoint aspect to the poem and sarcasm is very welcome. A good haiku is understood no more than 70%, a great haiku is understood no more than 50%, so I take it to mean that the less sense it makes then the better the poem. When over 70% of the poem is understood then it is just an average poem.
Subby told me he thought I would be good at doing Haiku's. I am not sure but so far they are seeming to come fairly easy. I am also not sure if I am supposed to understand it, probably not, so I will have to work on that part.
Subby suggested to me to mix up my Theme Thursdays and to not just always write Opal Nation's. So I guess I will alternate things now and just throw in an Opal Nation here and there or do one with something else too. We will have to see how things go since I really liked Subby's idea. He is a smart guy and a good friend. I trust him to give me good advice.
I would like to ask all of you to let me know how well you think I did on these Haiku's and any ideas on what to do to improve them would be most welcome. I think they are pretty fun to do and if you haven't tried them then maybe you might want to sometime.
To visit more Theme Thursdays please go here.
Look into it now
Coldness, warmth, what is it
Mirror shows too much.
Not seeing what is
Snow color makes older, yet
Mirror sees younger.
Looking inside to
Find warmth, not there for me
Break the mirror.
Mirror saw beauty,
New rose brings much color,
Ear very pretty.
Cracking the mirror,
Ice too cold once put outside,
Snowflakes cool it.
Toss mirror away,
Leaves fall, cover it up,
Spider sees new mate.
Mist rises up top,
Sun beats down upon mirror
waiting for raindrop.
Mirror sees pretty
Girl covers face with mittens,
Smile peeking out.
Reflection one sees
Budding child will giggle,
New joy in mirror.
Mirror, mirror who
Am I this spring day, a
Toad one kisses, not!
Jump into mirror,
Break into tiny seeds,
Be a new you, grow.
Mirror truly sees
Hot air, nothing there in me,
Save me, shut me up.
I see love for you,
Mirror shows it in my soul,
Blossoms surely grow.
Mirror are you real?
Relfect snowflakes falling
As my tears will drop.
See it, believe it,
A true mirror cannot lie,
Spring is coming.
Haiku is a form of Japanese poetry. Each poem consists of only 3 lines, the first line has 5 syllables, the second line has 7 syllables, and the third line has 5 syllables for a total of 17 syllables. Haiku traditionally is supposed to be written about nature and must include a season. There should be a point and counterpoint aspect to the poem and sarcasm is very welcome. A good haiku is understood no more than 70%, a great haiku is understood no more than 50%, so I take it to mean that the less sense it makes then the better the poem. When over 70% of the poem is understood then it is just an average poem.
Subby told me he thought I would be good at doing Haiku's. I am not sure but so far they are seeming to come fairly easy. I am also not sure if I am supposed to understand it, probably not, so I will have to work on that part.
Subby suggested to me to mix up my Theme Thursdays and to not just always write Opal Nation's. So I guess I will alternate things now and just throw in an Opal Nation here and there or do one with something else too. We will have to see how things go since I really liked Subby's idea. He is a smart guy and a good friend. I trust him to give me good advice.
I would like to ask all of you to let me know how well you think I did on these Haiku's and any ideas on what to do to improve them would be most welcome. I think they are pretty fun to do and if you haven't tried them then maybe you might want to sometime.
To visit more Theme Thursdays please go here.
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