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| For some reason we say that a "beautiful" person is not your "average typical person", yet consider this; If someone's ears are extremely large (like an elephant's ears) or extremely small (like fly wings) then we don't consider them beautiful. It's average-sized ears that are "beautiful". And the same logic applies to the mouth, chin, eyes, and nose. Thus, if all your features were exactly in the middle range (and your size and weight too, of course) then you might be beautiful... and also very, very average.  The catch is that very few people have EVERYTHING about them in the "middle range". There is always SOMETHING that is too big or too small. In fact, the average person is not average. The average person deviates from the average in significant ways. Amazing, isn't it? All you have to do to be beautiful is to be average and yet the average person is very unlikely to be completely average.  |
| That sound always cracks me up! I always forget how funny it is until Thanksgiving rolls around again and then some news show does a segment about turkeys and... gobble-gobble-gobble! Hahahaha! Another bird sound that always makes me chuckle is ducks. I live by a pond and get to hear their funny quacking. Delightful! Geese, on the other hand, are just plain obnoxious. They sound like some kid who found a honker horn and just can't stop playing with it. Honk! Honk! Honk! It's strange how birds have such intense personalities. Compare mockingbirds and crows, for example. Since birds aren't human, it really makes you wonder what "personality" is. Personality seems to be a lot deeper than one would think. It seems to be something that reaches down into the most fundamental things. Even trees and rocks and skies have it. Amazing... |
| "Well, it´s all because of Granny. She was once a very renowned zoologist and researcher specializing in amphibians. She worked for a long time in the rain forests until she got too old and had to move back here. Unfortunatly she found religion, went senile, and went completely insane all at the same time. One night she had a vision in which the Lord showed himself to her in the form of a frog. He told her that he needed to be crucified for her sake, to rid her of her sins. So she started to catch bullfrogs and crucify them and hang them on the walls. But when she got too old to go looking for them, we all had to do it for her, because otherwise she would spit and vomit at us and slash us with her jungle machete." .... AL   Now what would make AL say something like that? |
| Nico's "Two Kinds of People" comment on the previous Radio Steve entry reminded me of my favorite "Two Kinds of People" remark -- There are two kinds of people, the kind who think there are two kinds of people, and the kind who don't. I also like -- There are three kinds of people, the kind who can count accurately, and the kind who can't. Hee hee! Do you know any? |
Age 0 -- Your very first birthday (Actually your 0th birthday  )Age 6 -- You become a schoolkid Age 13 -- Yay! You are officially a teenager! Age 16 -- Where are the car keys, Dad? Age 18 -- I can vote! Age 21 -- I can drink! Age 30 -- You aren't really "young" anymore, are you? Age 40 -- If you don't have a steady job and/or children by now, then you probably never will... Age 50 -- AARP sends you a membership application. You spend evenings studying your retirement plans. Age 55 -- Yay! Gov't workers can retire. Age 62 -- Social Security Age 65 -- Medicare Age 70 -- You're pretty old, Pops Age 80 -- You are really, really old! Age 90 -- I think it's wonderful that you can still walk and talk. Age 100 - Today we are interviewing Maude Phelps, who reached her 100th birthday today! Age 110 - Today we are interviewing the oldest living American... Age 120 - The world's oldest living human died today. In an interview we did on her 110th birthday, she credited her long life to eating lots of yogurt and never looking in a mirror. |
| I received an urgent message from President Bush that the Dutch were infiltrating Guatemala and he sent me on a fact-finding mission there. Did you know China and India, the world's two most populous countries, have to share a time zone between them? ONE TIME ZONE for all those people! However, they say nobody is EVER late for work in China. On the other hand, in India they have no clocks. So you see the world isn't always the pleasant little Garden of Eden that your high school psychologist promised it would be if you would just stop acting out in Biology class. Anyway, thanks to the clever Dutch, I returned to Washington LOADED with facts and my mission was a success. I kept a few facts for myself (I always do that on government jobs) and I will release them as soon as they are house-broken. Now, if you will excuse me, I have to go scrub down my filing cabinet and spray a little disinfectant in there. All the news that he can carry was brought to you by Radio Steve, the poor man's Rasputin. (Who the hell was Rasputin anyway? I see his name every now and then, sometimes even with a picture - very ugly chap with a HUGE bushy beard - and I always wonder: Rasputin? Who the hell is Rasputin?) |
| Yes, now it's 18+ instead of 13+. I doubt that it makes any difference to most people. Is anybody really afraid of saying something that will "offend" a teenager? Is it even POSSIBLE to offend a teenager? Wouldn't it work the other way? The teen offends the adult? I don't remember much about being a teenager. It seems to me that it was a time of awkwardness and ignorance combined with the sure knowledge that I knew everything there was to know. Hmmm... That's not too different from me now. Maybe that's just my personality and has nothing to do with age? Anyway, if you are old enough to read, then I don't think any rating stops you from going anywhere on the internet. If I was a parent, then I would probably rather have a curious kid who defied ratings than one who slavishly obeyed the rules, but that's just me. |
| That's a lot of reviews for someone who has only been here a few months! (See her blog link at left) I am far behind her in reviews done. I'm not a very active reviewer. I spend all my time posting in the In/Outs and Campfires. I feel bad about not reviewing EVERYONE that has reviewed me.  Are you in the "1000 Reviews Club"? And is there anyone who has made it to 10,000 reviews?  That seems impossible, but who knows? |
| Have you noticed? Some blog fast and some blog slow? I have my blog alert set on "after 3 days" and I still get emails. So it's nice to meet another slowpoke. See link to Midnight Dawn's blog on left. No rush. She probably hasn't been there in a few days... How about you? Are you a fast blogger or a slow blogger? And why? If you are a fast blogger... Is it a compulsion? Do you HAVE to make an entry or you will feel you left something undone today? What is driving you to blog, blog, blog? And if you are a slow blogger... What's your problem? Lazy? No ideas? No time? Unable to make a committment? Apathy? Sloth? Procrastination? I plead guilty to all of the above! |
Look! >>>   Uh huh! Uh huh! Never saw those before, did ya? And the Pied Piper who fluted those little guys into WDC is none other than our very own (wait for trumpet fanfare)... susanL Check out her blog for details (link on left) And now I must plot how to get MY emoticon into WDC. First I have to figure out how to draw a really tiny bottle of Sierra Mist. I know SusanL has inspired you to get YOUR own personal emoticon into WDC, so what would that be? I already know that Nico's would be a blank space (because she never stays anywhere longer than three minutes) and MaryLou's would be giving the finger  so don't use those... but just what DO you want for your personal emoticon? |
| Love is a movement. Love is a revolution. Love is never having to say you're sorry. Love is not a feeling, "Love" is a WDC member. Love is a Mommy (no foolin)  Every single item in Love's port has the word "love" in the title. Does that seem as odd to you as it does to me? Maybe she has the Love Bug? Is it contagious? The last thing I want is an irresistible urge to hug people.  I don't mind giving them a wave or even a brief "Hello!" (but not as cheery as that exclamation mark implied) but if they approach inside my "personal space" - Whoa!However I am sure our WDC member Love is very huggable and loveable and has bonded with other huggies here. It's unfortunate that at Radio Steve you are as likely to get hit in the head with a paintball as you are to get hugged, but... you enter strange blogs and you take your chances, right? Can I hear some opinions? Do you liked to be hugged outside of the traditional "I haven't seen you in a long time!" situations? In other words, if you just saw the person yesterday and got hugged, do you want to be hugged again today? |
| Wake up, MaryLou and Ziok! Another Texan coming on board! Twenty-percent of the bloggers here are Texans? Yikes! Texas is taking over the blogging world. (Canada is a close second. ) It must be something about living in the wide open spaces that makes ya wanna blog. Now I probably get to find out that our Texans here are crammed into cities shoulder-to-shoulder with their neighbors. All my good theories get ruined by the facts.I have driven through Texas. It takes a looong time, but it CAN be done. I like the way the landscape changes from normal in the east to this weird spiky shrub stuff in the middle and then into good old-fashioned cowboy land in the west. In Texas everybody wears boots and a cowboy hat and drives either a Cadillac convertible with cow horns mounted as a hood ornament or a giant pick-up truck with a gun rack loaded with rifles, shotguns, submachine guns, and shoulder-fired rockets. There is still a few outlaw problems, but a sheriff is always near by. They are easy to spot because they wear huge silver stars on their chest. Every half a mile down the road there is either an oil well, an old tumble-down outlaw shack, or the bleached skull of a longhorn steer. And the vultures? Oh boy! If you die in Texas the undertaker has to race to pick up the body while there is still enough meat left on the bones to have something to bury. |
| Once upon a time I was working at a place that was not the world's best place to work and somebody asked me, "Why are you here?" My answer was, "Everybody has to be somewhere." I know there are people who are following a master plan, who have their goals mapped out, and can tell you exactly why they do everything they do, but we don't ALL live that way! Why did you say that? Because I had to say something and it was the first thing that came to mind. Does "freedom" mean the freedom to choose where you are going to be? Or does "freedom" mean that you can be anywhere? There is a subtle difference. I suppose it's the old fate vs free will argument again. I think both are at work. But no matter how much "will" you try to put in your life, "fate" always gets you in the end. So my question to you is this: Are you at a place in your life journey where you decided to be? Or are you simply at a place?  |
| Yeah, I feel pretty ragged today... Just kidding.  "Dawn" is a person (or zombie or something) who made a comment on the previous entry. And you know our slogan: "Post today, roast tomorrow." But I suppose Dawn isn't always the "Living Dead". That's just her Halloween costume. Isn't it? She blogs, so her link has been added to the list. Did I say "Welcome to Radio Steve" yet? It's hard for me to remember to be nice to people because my mind is so occupied with thinking up ways to annoy or harrass them, but in spite of me, Dawn, the other people you see here are actually friendly! |
| Does Aradne deserve it more than AL? What do you think? After all, Aradne has been posting to Nico's blog in hopes of a win whereas AL just happened to stumble through the door after a booze-drenched night with her decadent friends and knocked over the sign announcing the contest and yelled out in surprise, "Hey! I won some kind of contest!" Aradne had been staying up late every night studying "How To Win Internet Contests" and patiently posting to Nico's blog while waiting, waiting for her chance to finally win something after a lifetime of failure.  My heart goes out to little Aradne struggling all these years. I'm asking everyone - who should win? Brave little Aradne who kept faithful watch? Or loud, boozy AL who crashed the party? What do YOU think? |
| Nico's history making blog entry #159 has over 80 comments now (good show, guys!) and so the winner of the "Who will make the 100th comment?" contest will be announced VERY SOON! Be alert! It could be you! And remember - no consecutive posting after comment #90 or you will be disqualified from winning. |
For the first time in the history of the WDC blogging program it has become possible for a blog entry to gather in 100 comments. Her entry #159 only has a little over 60 comments on it as I write this but, with your help, entry #159 of "Invalid Item"  can make it to 100 comments.There will be a prize from me for whoever posts the 100th entry! But you will be disqualified if you post two consecutive entries or if your name is Steve or Nico! |
| You'll have to rush over right now to Robin's blog (link on left) to see pictures of her and her daughter and learn how Robin became a captain. Hint: It concerns balls. (That should motivate Elusive Ennui to go look... ) Who else reading this holds rank? CAUTION: I did NOT say: Who IS rank? Don't be dragging your odor problems up under my nose. I don't want to smell it. I've got plenty of odors of my own. As long as we are checking rank, how about titles? Any nobility in here? C'mon, if you are a Duke or Duchess, then speak up! (Nico, you're the Queen of the Blogs - I already know that! )And if you don't have any rank or title, then maybe you have reached the point where everybody under 30 calls you "Ma'am" or "Sir"? Yeah, that's always fun, isn't it? |
| I filled in that little section on the left called "Member Blogs" so if you are reading this and you have a WDC blog and it's not there, then post a comment! Are you all enjoying your blogs? |
| Sorry this entry was delayed, but Radio Steve was entertaining a visiting dignitary from the main office. You probably noticed the purple-cased comment from Zoo (aka His Honor, His Lordship, Your Royal Highness, and "Yes, Master!"). Radio Steve had to scramble to get out the good china and the gold-plated tea service which none of you have ever seen because it's reserved for the exclusive use of the elite. "No commoner's lips shall ever touch this cup." That's what's engraved on the bottom of the cups. It's just Radio Steve's little way of assuring Senior Mods that they won't pick up some strange tropical disease like Bird Flu or Nile Virus when they visit here. Anyway... Now that the visit is over, the rest of you can come back inside. We've cleaned off the tables of all that pheasant and caviar and champagne so that it will be ready for our Snack Time! Okay, who wants Ritz crackers and coke and who wants Tostadoes and Kool-Aid? Raise your hands... |
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