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November 27 2005

We get what we deserve?

or "the reason for the season," according to Jesus' General.

There was a report from Texas where shoppers were maced as a form of crowd control when they became unruly in an electronics department.


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Turk was luckier than shoppers in Cascade Township. A stampede at a Wal-Mart there sent two people to the hospital. Duretha Arnold-Youngblood, who sprained her knee, says it didn't have to happen.

"If a bar can get security, if a concert can get security, then they should be able to get security," Arnold-Youngblood said.

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Many Black Friday shoppers have more money than brains

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Police say West Columbia resident Anthony Malcolm, 29, refused to move when authorities asked a crowd of about 600 outside a Columbia Circuit City to form a line at about 4:15 a.m. Friday.

Police say shoppers were pressed against the glass doors of the store in northwest Columbia in anticipation of the 5 a.m. opening.

Officers used a loud speaker to order the crowd to backup. Police say the crowd again surged forward when Malcolm would not back away from the doors.

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When the steel security gate was raised, the crowd rushed inside, trampling each other and pushing display counters out of the way. Josephine Hoffman, 73, of Coconut Creek was knocked down and trampled.

"I was trying to get out of the way, but they knocked me down," Hoffman told the South Florida Sun-Sentinel as her two daughters stood beside her and called 911 for paramedics. "I hit my head on the floor, and people stepped on me. I don't understand why people do these things."

posted by: cemeterygates at November 27, 2005 09:05 | link | comments |

November 24 2005

Grethe speaks

"Stuffing is that kind of dry bready stuff with bits of limp celery and a few indeterminate spices in it ."

Well, kinda sorta.

posted by: cemeterygates at November 24, 2005 09:07 | link | comments |

November 23 2005

I know I'm old

because it seemed strange when a young man opened a door for me and waved me through, saying,  "Go for it!"

posted by: cemeterygates at November 23, 2005 08:07 | link | comments |

November 18 2005

Small town life

One of my friends told me about her new neighbor. He has a foreign accent she couldn't place. It turns out he is from New Hampshire.

posted by: cemeterygates at November 18, 2005 20:27 | link | comments |

Fascinating

Old cameras. Old film from the cameras  developed. Just be careful. It was so fascinating that I burned a put of beans while looking at these photos.

posted by: cemeterygates at November 18, 2005 16:13 | link | comments |

It's alive!

In Maryland, anyway.

Catoctin High might be the only public high school in Maryland to teach both languages. Although Latin is taught elsewhere in Frederick County and widely throughout the state - including some Anne Arundel high schools - ancient Greek is taught only at Catoctin, where 28 students are enrolled for Brainerd's class next semester.

Reasons kids gave  for studying Latin and Greek? Expanding your vocabulary, interest in history, prepping for the SATs and (of course) being part of  an "elite group."

via rogueclassicism.

posted by: cemeterygates at November 18, 2005 15:55 | link | comments (1) |

November 13 2005

Only the lonely

Roy Orbison in clingfilm stories. From story #3:

'It will have to. Wrap that man in black in cling-film at once or it will go badly with you.'

'Very well.' Trembling, I take out the cling-film. 'I am sorry Roy, it looks like I have no choice.'

'Do what you have to.'

I start at the feet and work my way up. I wrap him as tenderly as a mother swaddling an infant. I marvel at the play of light on the miraculous translucence. Soon, Roy Orbison is entirely wrapped in cling-film. I thank God that I was born to live this minute.

My favorite part, from story #4:

Roy Orbison is lying on a massage table naked save for a strategically-placed towel. Some soothing unguent has been applied to his face and slices of cucumber have been placed over his trademark dark glasses.

posted by: cemeterygates at November 13, 2005 13:17 | link | comments (1) |


Reading maketh a full man, conference a ready man, and writing an exact man.
    --Francis Bacon

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November 1 2005

My dog is strange

I think this was proven when he ate pumpkin guts off the floor, then kept looking for more.

posted by: cemeterygates at November 01, 2005 08:26 | link | comments (1) |