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A little bit of a rant in this post. The other day I was waiting for the elevator and listening to a conversation between two construction workers. The shorter one of the two was making fun of the taller one because he didn't want to stick his hand in the closing elevator door, to prevent the door from closing so they could catch it. The taller one tried to explain he had lost a nail once by sticking his hand in a closing elevator door. (He was lucky he did not lose a hand in my opinion.) The shorter one replied "What you need a manicure." What kind of stupid response was that?

I don't care if people are going to think I can't take a joke. How is safety a joke? Plenty of times I have over heard people make racist, sexists, or just dumb "jokes". How are they funny? I do also know we live in a free country and shouldn't be prevented to express an opinion. I just wish people were more considerate of their fellow mankind.

Then coming back from my errand a woman walked past me and smacked me with her umbrella as she rushed ahead of me. Then as I was in the building she did not bother to hold the elevator door. Come on I was half way in the elevator. It isn't my fault that you are late coming back from your lunch hour. I just gave her a dirty look. I really really really wanted to smack her though.

For three weeks now Jeopardy has had the same contestant, Ken who has won a little over a half a million dollars. Niel and I joke that Ken will be around long after Alex Trebek is gone.

I am currently reading Little Women by Louisa May Alcott. I had read most of the classics in junior high and high school, but have decided to reread them, since I would get a different perspective of the stories as an adult. After finishing this book I will start on The Sign & The Seal by Graham Hancock. It is about the lost ark of the covenant. I want to read this book before going on to more classics since it was lent to me by a coworker. The same coworker has also brought back an mug crafted by an Armenian in Israel. Buying authentic Armenian pottery in Israel is apparently a big thing. My coworker always brings back trinkets for all of his coworkers from his travels. I have some sort of souvenir from the most interesting places. To name a few of the countries: Cuba, Africa, and the Czech Republic.

Last night we rented Bad Santa. We both disliked the movie so. There were a few high lights. John Ritter and Brett Kelly. He is the little kid in the movie who is simply called Kid(although his character's does have a name, Thurman Merman). Young Mr. Kelly stole the entire movie with his performance. He was so freaking adorable. The ending of the movie was nice too.

We also got a DVR. It is Time Warner Cable's version of TiVo. One of the cool features is we can be watching TV and it can record up to two other shows at the same time. This solves the only TV problem we currently have because on Tuesday nights when we are watching Joe Schmo; we would also like to watch Extreme Dodgeball and The Dave Chapelle show. Yes I watch a lot of TV.

A poem by Ogden Nash I want to share:

Bankers Are Just Like Anybody Else, Except Richer

This is a song to celebrate banks, Because they are full of money and you go into them and all you hear is clinks and clanks, Or maybe a sound like the wind in the trees on the hills, Which is the rustling of the thousand dollar bills.

Most bankers dwell in marble halls, Which they get to dwell in because they encourage deposits and discourage withdrawals, And particularly because they all observe one rule which woe betides the banker who fails to heed it, Which is you must never lend any money to anybody unless they don't need it.

I know you, you cautious conservative banks! If people are worried about their rent it is your duty to deny them the loan of one nickel, yes, even one copper engraving of the martyred son of the late Nancy Hanks; Yes, if they request fifty dollars to pay for a baby you must look at them like Tarzan looking at an uppity ape in the jungle, And tell them what do they think a bank is, anyhow, they had better go get the money from their wife's aunt or uncle.

But suppose people come in and they have a million and they want another million to pile on top of it, Why, you brim with the milk of human kindness and you urge them to accept every drop of it, And you lend them the million so then they have two million and this gives them the idea that they would be better off with four, So they already have two million as security so you have no hesitation in lending them two more, And all the vice-presidents nod their heads in rhythm, And the only question asked is do the borrowers want the money sent or do they want to take it with.

Because I think they deserve our appreciation and thanks, the jackasses who go around saying that health and happi- ness are everything and money isn't essential, Because as soon as they have to borrow some unimportant money to maintain their health and happiness they starve to death so they can't go around any more sneering at good old money, which is nothing short of providential.