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>When I put my change in jars, I sort it. One jar for pennies, one for quarters and one for the rest. I recently ran out room for the pennies.

The jar is a Sunfresh “Fruit Made Easy” jar.
It is 6″ tall and 3-¼” in diameter. I don’t know how many ounces it held, that was on the label and as you can tell, I removed the label.
Can you guess how many pennies in the jar? Come on PLEASE?
Oh you want a prize if you guess it, hmmm.

O.K. How about a pair of silver and glass bead earrings? I realize this picture is not great quality, my camera is not designed for this type of photography. The ear wires are silver as are the chains, the beads are glass. They are about 2-¼” long. Not very fancy, just pretty little ear bobs. Hand made by me.

Contest open only to United States residents due to cost of international postage.

Things I’ve forgotten

I keep forgetting to post things. After all this is supposed to be all about me right?

First off, I have made it to 2,000 visits. I would like to thank all my readers for making this moment possible. I even have a little tear in my eye, no wait, that’s an allergic reaction, sorry.

Second my little teapot came and I am so excited! I like it because it is cute and the strainer is a fine mesh so the tea doesn’t end up in the pot like my last teapot with a strainer included. The person who first blogged about it said it didn’t leak when you poured, which I didn’t really believe, I’ve never had a teapot that didn’t leak. Well she was right, it doesn’t leak! I posted a picture of it on Facebook and guess what? Now Em wants one! So I am not sure if I should get her one, or just send her the link. Decisions Decisions.

>Weird things seen in NYC

>I love New York. One of the reasons is all the interesting (a.k.a. Weird) things I’ve seen.

Last saturday Em and I saw a woman wearing a hat shaped like a cow’s head. Really! The front stuck out cause it was stuffed and there were horns and ears. Em and I nearly peed ourselves.

Then yesterday I had a doctor’s appointment and walking back I saw this woman with powder blue high heeled boots, white tights and white short skirt (some woman have freakin’ ugly knees).

When I got to GCT I saw a woman putting a diaper on a dog. Yes I did. New York is such a great city.

>Nervous

>Tomorrow I see a new doctor about my allergies and asthma. I am kind of nervous. I wrote everything down, well not what I’m allergic too, I only had a week and a 50 page notebook. I asked Em if she thinks the doctor will be impressed or scared. She said scared, I agree.

I also printed out the approved drugs and looked them up online. What’s in them and the side effects etc. So I am prepared. I don’t know why I am so nervous.

>Breaking News Alert

>The New York Times
Sun, January 03, 2010 — 7:30 PM ET
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U.S. Intensifies Screening for Travelers From 14 Nations

Citizens of 14 nations including Pakistan, Saudi Arabia, and Nigeria who are flying to the United States will be subjected indefinitely to the intense screening at airports worldwide that was imposed in the aftermath of the Christmas Day bombing plot, Obama administration officials announced Sunday.

But American citizens, and most others who are not flying through those nations on their way to the United States, will no longer automatically face the full-range of intensified security that had been imposed after the attempted bombing of a Northwest Airlines flight, officials said.

Read More: ~The New York Times~

>This morning started good, well sort of good. Had to wear my jacket because all my clean tops are too thin and small. Caught my train, was sitting nice and comfy, and what happened? I’m sure you can guess, equipment change in Croton. So I got to stand from Croton to Grand Central Terminal. Joy. I hope tomorrow the same thing doesn’t happen, from things I heard, it might.

Oh and my teapot came. I didn’t open it, I am taking it to work.

Irrigation of the land with seawater desalinated by fusion power is ancient. It’s called ‘rain’. – Michael McClary

First post 2010

Airplane humour…. all true stories.

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Los Angeles Center reported receiving a request for clearance to FL 600 (60,000ft). The incredulous controller, with some disdain in his voice, asked, “How do you plan to get up to 60,000 feet?”

The pilot responded, “We’re an SR-71, son, and we don’t plan to go up to it; we plan to come down to it.”

And that’s how you shove someone’s foot in their mouth.

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A pilot was sitting in his seat and pulled out a 38 revolver. He placed it on top of the instrument panel, and then asked the navigator, “Do you know what I use this for?” The navigator replied timidly, “No, what’s it for?” The pilot responded, “I use this on navigators who get me lost!”

The navigator proceeded to pull out a .45 and place it on his chart table. The pilot asked, “What’s that for?” “To be honest sir,” the navigator replied, “I’ll know we’re lost before you will.”

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A military pilot once called for a priority landing because his single-engine jet fighter was running “a bit peaked.” Air Traffic Control told the fighter jock that he was number two behind a B-52 that had one engine shut down.

“Ah,” the pilot remarked, “the dreaded seven-engine approach.”

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Taxiing down the tarmac, the 757 abruptly stopped, turned around and returned to the gate. After an hour-long wait, it finally took off. A concerned passenger asked the flight attendant, “What was the problem?”

“The pilot was bothered by a noise he heard in the engine,” explained the flight attendant,” and it took us a while to find a new pilot.”

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The German air controllers at Frankfurt Airport are renowned as a short-tempered lot. So they grew rather impatient with a British Airways 747 call sign Speedbird 206 when it had trouble locating its gate.

Ground: “Speedbird, do you not know where you are going?”

Speedbird 206: “Stand by, Ground, I’m looking up our gate location now.”

Ground (with quite arrogant impatience): “Speedbird 206, have you not been to Frankfurt before?”

Speedbird 206, rather frostily : “Yes, twice in 1944. But it was dark. And I didn’t land.”

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A Pan Am 727 flight waiting for start clearance in Munich overheard the following:

Lufthansa (in German): “Ground, what is our start clearance time?”

Ground (in English): “If you want an answer you must speak in English.”

Lufthansa (in English): “I am a German, flying a German airplane, in Germany. Why must I speak English?”

At which point a British pilot on another plane cut in with “Because you lost the bloody war!”

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From an unknown aircraft waiting in a very long takeoff queue: “I’m f… ing bored!”

Ground Traffic Control: “Last aircraft transmitting, identify yourself immediately!”

Unknown aircraft: “I said I was f… ing bored, not f… ing stupid!”

>Almost made it

>to 2,000 visiters. Only 64 shy, that may change by the end of today. It only makes me sad when I start looking at other blogs that have say 20,000 hits for the year. I would say that having 32 followers, 2,000 hits in a year is pretty good! I also tell myself that I am sure there are many who read this blog in a reader and that doesn’t show up on the site meter.

I can’t say I will see you next year since there is always a chance I will be back this evening. I have a blog post rolling around in my head. Two actually, but if I don’t make it back tonight, I will see all of you next year!

>Lunch Yesterday

>My old boss Gary (not his real name) sent me an e-mail. Not an unusual happening, we still work for the same Department, just he’s in a different region. He wants to get together for lunch or a drink. So we decided on yesterday.

Then came the deciding where to go and e-mails back and forth, we decided on a place. He tells me what train station he’ll pick me up at. The region he works in is next to the region I work in and I actually live in the region he works in, kind of funny, no? Oh well, back to lunch. So in the morning he sends me an e-mail, there was a sewage spill, and the parking lot at the train station he is picking me up at was flooded. He quips, “Good thing you are wearing your boots.” Below freezing? Bet your ass I’m wearing boots. Anyway, I get off the train and look at the parking lot, didn’t see any spill, he picks me up, drives through the parking lot and doesn’t see anything. We head on to lunch, and he calls the Regional Director to report on the parking lot.

Gary was underimpressed with the restaurant. I thought it was O.K. We decided to get drinks and a salad and head someplace else. I was kind of craving Mexican, hadn’t had any in a while. He checked out the tattoo on my shoulder and asked if he could see all my tattoos. “You just did Gary.” I had Kahlúa and club soda and he had a Bombay Sapphire Martini.

On the way to the restuarant, since he had gotten a call from the Regional Director we went back to the train station, drove further into the parking lot and found the spill, then Gary says, “There’s the Regional Director.” So we all got out and looked at the spill. It was a mess, there was water flowing everywhere and a grate had been removed leaving a 2×3 foot opening in the parking lot. Quite a safety hazard. Gary got on the phone with Westchester County to report it and tell them, they needed to send somebody to take care of it. Then we (Gary and I, the RD had to leave) drove down this road to see if we could find the actual break and found two (2) Westchester County trucks (well one truck and one car). That being done we resumed our quest for Mexican food. We headed for Dobbs Ferry.

“Dobbs Ferry,” Gary says, “Is loaded with restaurants.” We stopped at this little place (probably no bigger then my living room) with bad insulation, a surly waiter/bartender/cook, no wait, I think the busboy was the cook. Anyway, the food was good, I had beans and cheese enchilada in molé sauce with rice and black beans. Gary had a burrito. He asked the waiter if it came with anything. He looked confused and said, “No sir, everything’s inside.” We ordered our drinks, Gary got a margarita I got a Negra Modelo. The food came out right away, Gary looked at the burrito and said, “I’m glad I didn’t order anything else (as in additional food).” It was HUGE!

Having a little while to kill before I had to catch the train we started looking for another place. The restaurant was too COLD to wait there. The first place wasn’t open yet, the second place I wasn’t too crazy about going to, it was the place Gary had taken me a Christmas before and I got sick. Oh, you didn’t hear about that? Well if you didn’t, you’re not going to hear about it here.

We ended up at the second place, sitting in the bar, waiting for the train. I had a sort of martini with Pomegranate liqueur and vodka, kind of so-so. Gary had bourban. Then I had a Sombrero with a splash of Baileys added. It was very good. I will have to remember that. I took this picture from the parking lot, can’t you see how cold it was? Does anyone else think the river looks angry? I think in wintertime the river gets an angry look. Maybe I had too much to drink. Nah …..

>No not from New York, from my blog. It was, and I don’t know how else to say this, making my computer screen jump. I have a feeling it is due to the browser I use. In any case, if you would like it for your blog click here.

I also added it to my ‘Check out this blog’ on the side.