The "A Little Bit More Of 'This & That'" Story

It was an ordinary day.  Catching up on some of this and that.  Some of this and that is rather interesting, some is funny, so I will share with you some of both.  It was another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy.

1. Did you know that the month of August will have 5 Fridays, 5 Saturdays, and 5 Sundays.  It happens once every 823 years, so enjoy it, since not many of us will get to go through it again.  Found that the Chinese call it "Silver pockets full." If you don't know what that means here goes:  Send this message to your friends and in four days money will surprise you. Based on Chinese Feng Shui. Whoever does not transmit the message ... may find themselves poor.  I copy and pasted that from a Google site.  Can't hurt to try it so I'm sending it to all of you to read.  Can't imagine what I'll do with all the money!
2. Turned the page in the Parade insert that comes every Sunday in our local paper and there in big red letters read:  WANT A LONG LIFE?  GET NAKED!  Doctors are now prescribing that if you want a long life, get naked!!  Regularly check yourself out in the nude, front and back.  Your skin and body may change and if you can catch it you may be be able to prevent a problem from growing out of control.  If not you, maybe a loved one can see it developing before something happens.
3.  My son Tad stopped by this morning to give me the parts that were damaged when I opened my new Lawn Boy that he and his brother and sister had bought for me for Christmas.  When I opened it on Christmas morning there were two parts that were broken so he took care of running to the store to get the new ones for me.  While he was visiting we talked about the cold weather and how it had be to below zero the last day or two.  Then he asked me if I knew that when the temperature reaches -41 F it is also -41 C.  "Can't be," I told him.  Well, he pulled out his phone and showed me the site where you can see the conversions and sure enough, -41 F = -41 C.  
4. I read in the Washington Post of a woman who was recalling her youth, as I do at times, and saying that her grandparents would host Roger on Sundays as part of their church's ministry to the inmates from the prison near their home.  Roger was about 30, but was very polite.  He paid attention to her granddad reading the bible and praised her grandma's peach pie and smoked.  He didn't seem like a prisoner to her.  He asked this woman's parents if they could bring him a photo of her and two weeks after receiving it gave her a frame he had fashioned out of Winston cigarette packs.  He was so proud of presenting it to her.  She said she imagined him folding and binding each piece.  What must his life be like if this was all he was proud of.  Soon after he hung himself in his cell.  She has moved 12 times since then and only a few days ago had found the frame that Roger had made for her that she cared enough about to save all those years.  She said that it was the intersection of a 10-year-old girl with a young man in jail - because its sturdy, unfaded bands humbled her.  Many times so much in life is contained in small things.  What holds meaning to you?

   

   The autor of the story I just posted for you.