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Let Me Be Random

Here’s a starter thought for Our Wednesday! (should I add the legal disclaimer;)


I started to write a very thoughtful and pensive blog. (Well, not really) Instead, I end up wondering whether the spoon really bends. (It’s all in the Matrix) Now that’s random! And here’s more random from the collection.

There are no female characters in Robert Louis Stevenson’s Treasure Island. When he wrote it, he was following the instructions of his stepson, Lloyd Osbourne, who wanted him to write a story “about a map, a treasure, a mutiny and a derelict ship…No women in the story.” Now that would be frowned upon today… right?

Next is a story from about a 94-year-old woman who celebrates working at McDonald’s for 44 years… and she has no plan for retirement! (Story Here)

Velcro was invented by  Swiss George de Mestral, (Wouldn’t it be wild if my name was Joel de Bieber?) who was inspired by the way that burrs attached to his clothing, while he was hunting with his dog.

The average days of school in the world is 200 days per year. (I always feel like it should be are not is…why?) That considers that the average in the United States is 180 days; Sweden is 170 days and Japan is 243 days.

And for pic o’ day, deep thoughts… from your dog? (Maybe you will be inspired to invent)


Dog for Sale!

   This story is from my Mom… perfect for a weekender. The Talking Dog for sale!the one


 A guy is driving around the back woods of Montana and he sees a sign in front of a broken down shanty-style house: “Talking Dog For Sale” – He rings the bell and the owner appears and tells him the dog is in the backyard. The guy goes into the backyard and sees a nice looking Labrador retriever sitting there.

‘You talk?’ he asks. 

‘Yep,’ the Lab replies. 

After the guy recovers from the shock of hearing a dog talk, he says ‘So, what’s your story?’


The Lab looks up and says, ‘Well, I discovered that I could talk when I was pretty young. I wanted to help the government, so… I told the CIA.

In no time at all they had me jetting from country to country, sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders, because no one figured a dog would be eavesdropping.’


 ‘I was one of their most valuable spies for eight years running… But the jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn’t getting any younger so I decided to settle down. I signed up for a job at the airport to do some undercover security, wandering near suspicious characters and listening in.

I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded a batch of medals.’

‘I got married, had a mess of puppies, and now I’m just retired.’

The guy is amazed. He goes back in and asks the owner what he wants for the dog.

‘Ten dollars,’ the guy says.

‘Ten dollars? This dog is amazing! Why on earth are you selling him so cheap?’

‘Because he’s a Liar.   He’s never been out of the yard’




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