Hungry?

I’ve seen this picture a couple of times on Facebook and it grosses me out ever time. But that doesn’t stop me from wanting to make it.

Bon Appétit!

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DWTS (Season 19) – Twitter

Dancing with the Stars (Season 19)

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To Be Successful

Saw this and thought I would post it here. Maybe this way, it might sink in.

19 Hard Things You Need To Do To Be Successful

Dan Wald Schmidt
Edgy Conversation
Jan. 14, 2014

You have to do the hard things. 

You have to make the call you’re afraid to make.

You have to get up earlier than you want to get up.

You have to give more than you get in return right away.

You have to care more about others than they care about you.

You have to fight when you are already injured, bloody, and sore.

You have to feel unsure and insecure when playing it safe seems smarter.

You have to lead when no one else is following you yet.

You have to invest in yourself even though no one else is.

You have to look like a fool while you’re looking for answers you don’t have.

You have to grind out the details when it’s easier to shrug them off.

You have to deliver results when making excuses is an option.

You have to search for your own explanations even when you’re told to accept the “facts.”

You have to make mistakes and look like an idiot.

You have to try and fail and try again.

You have to run faster even though you’re out of breath.

You have to be kind to people who have been cruel to you.

You have to meet deadlines that are unreasonable and deliver results that are unparalleled.

You have to be accountable for your actions even when things go wrong.

You have to keep moving towards where you want to be no matter what’s in front of you.

You have to do the hard things. The things that no one else is doing. The things that scare you. The things that make you wonder how much longer you can hold on.

Those are the things that define you. Those are the things that make the difference between living a life of mediocrity or outrageous success.

The hard things are the easiest things to avoid. To excuse away. To pretend like they don’t apply to you.

The simple truth about how ordinary people accomplish outrageous feats of success is that they do the hard things that smarter, wealthier, more qualified people don’t have the courage — or desperation — to do.

Do the hard things. You might be surprised at how amazing you really are.

Rules in Life

Saw this today on Facebook and it was just what I needed.

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Get Glue

I have mentioned Get Glue before.

Get Glue

GetGlue is an entertainment-based social networking website for mobile devices. Users “check-in” to the shows, movies and sports that they consume using a website, mobile website, or a device-specific application. (from wikipedia.com)

I love getting on this site when I’m watching a TV show, movie, sporting event or listening to music. It’s fun to read the comments posted by fans.

Some of the shows that I watch and post on Get Glue are:

(Links above are form epguides.com)

I even made up a drinking game for CSI:NY and that lead to someone else making up a drinking game for Blue Bloods.

Every once in a while, a comment is posted that gets someone’s panties in a twist. But other than that it’s a fun site to participate in. I was laughing so hard on one of the post I posted about Tom Selleck from Blue Bloods. We were all trying to out do each other on who liked him more!

If you get a chance, you should try this site out. You’ll get hooked, just like me.

God Bless this Airline Captain

You all know how much I love stories that get posted on the Internet. I read this one the other day at lunch and I couldn’t help myself, I started to cry right there in the break room. It’s a little long, but it was well worth the time to read it.

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God Bless this Airline Captain

He writes: My lead flight attendant came to me and said, ‘We have an H.R. on this flight’. H.R. stands for human remains. ‘Are they military?’ I asked.

‘Yes’, she said.

‘Is there an escort?’ I asked.

‘Yes, I already assigned him a seat’.

‘Would you please tell him to come to the flight deck. You can board him early’, I said..

A short while later, a young army sergeant entered the flight deck.. He was the image of the perfectly dressed soldier He introduced himself and I asked him about his soldier. The escorts of these fallen soldiers talk about them as if they are still alive and still with us.

‘My soldier is on his way back to Virginia ‘, he said.

He proceeded to answer my questions, but offered no words on his own..

I asked him if there was anything I could do for him and he said no. I told him that he had the toughest job in the military and that I appreciated the work that he does for the families of our fallen soldiers. The first officer and I got up out of our seats to shake his hand. He left the flight deck to find his seat.

We completed our preflight checks, pushed back and performed an uneventful departure. About 30 minutes into our flight I received a call from the lead flight attendant in the cabin. ‘I just found out the family of the soldier we are carrying, is on board’, he said. He then proceeded to tell me that the father, mother, wife and 2-year old daughter were escorting their son, husband, and father home. The family was upset because they were unable to see the container that the soldier was in before we left. We were on our way to a major hub at which the family was going to wait four hours for the connecting flight home to Virginia.

The father of the soldier told the flight attendant that knowing his son was below him in the cargo compartment and being unable to see him was too much for him and the family to bear. He had asked the flight attendant if there was anything that could be done to allow them to see him upon our arrival. The family wanted to be outside by the cargo door to watch the soldier being taken off the airplane. I could hear the desperation in the flight attendants voice when he asked me if there was anything I could do. ‘I’m on it’, I said. I told him that I would get back to him.

Airborne communication with my company normally occurs in the form of e-mail like messages. I decided to bypass this system and contact my flight dispatcher directly on a secondary radio. There is a radio operator in the operations control center who connects you to the telephone of the dispatcher. I was in direct contact with the dispatcher. I explained the situation I had on board with the family and what it was the family wanted. He said he understood and that he would get back to me.

Two hours went by and I had not heard from the dispatcher. We were going to get busy soon and I needed to know what to tell the family. I sent a text message asking for an update. I saved the return message from the dispatcher and this following is the text:

‘Captain, sorry it has taken so long to get back to you. There is policy on this now and I had to check on a few things. Upon your arrival a dedicated escort team will meet the aircraft. The team will escort the family to the ramp and plane side. A van will be used to load the remains with a secondary van for the family. The family will be taken to their departure area and escorted into the terminal where the remains can be seen on the ramp. It is a private area for the family only. When the connecting aircraft arrives, the family will be escorted onto the ramp and plane side to watch the remains being loaded for the final leg home. Captain, most of us here in flight control are veterans. Please pass our condolences on to the family.. Thanks.’

I sent a message back telling flight control thanks for a good job. I printed out the message and gave it to the lead flight attendant to pass on to the father. The lead flight attendant was very thankful and told me, ‘You have no idea how much this will mean to them.’

Things started getting busy for the descent, approach and landing.. After landing, we cleared the runway and taxied to the ramp area. The ramp is huge with 15 gates on either side of the alleyway. It is always a busy area with aircraft maneuvering every which way to enter and exit. When we entered the ramp and checked in with the ramp controller, we were told that all traffic was being held for us.

‘There is a team in place to meet the aircraft’, we were told. It looked like it was all coming together, then I realized that once we turned the seat belt sign off, everyone would stand up at once and delay the family from getting off the airplane. As we approached our gate, I asked the copilot to tell the ramp controller we were going to stop short of the gate to make an announcement to the passengers. He did that and the ramp controller said, ‘Take your time.’

I stopped the aircraft and set the parking brake. I pushed the public address button and said, ‘Ladies and gentleman, this is your Captain speaking I have stopped short of our gate to make a special announcement. We have a passenger on board who deserves our honor and respect. His name is Private XXXXXX, a soldier who recently lost his life. Private XXXXXX is under your feet in the cargo hold. Escorting him today is Army Sergeant XXXXXXX. Also, on board are his father, mother, wife, and daughter. Your entire flight crew is asking for all passengers to remain in their seats to allow the family to exit the aircraft first. Thank you.’

We continued the turn to the gate, came to a stop and started our shutdown procedures. A couple of minutes later I opened the cockpit door. I found the two forward flight attendants crying, something you just do not see. I was told that after we came to a stop, every passenger on the aircraft stayed in their seats, waiting for the family to exit the aircraft.

When the family got up and gathered their things, a passenger slowly started to clap his hands. Moments later more passengers joined in and soon the entire aircraft was clapping. Words of ‘God Bless You’, I’m sorry, thank you, be proud, and other kind words were uttered to the family as they made their way down the aisle and out of the airplane. They were escorted down to the ramp to finally be with their loved one.

Many of the passengers disembarking thanked me for the announcement I had made. They were just words, I told them, I could say them over and over again, but nothing I say will bring back that brave soldier.

I respectfully ask that all of you reflect on this event and the sacrifices that millions of our men and women have made to ensure our freedom and safety in these United States of America.

Even after reading it again and knowing how it ends, I think I cried even harder than the first time. I have not personal lost anyone that was in a war. How so you deal with the lost and know that it was something that the person wanted to do?

God Bless all of our servicemen and servicewomen who lay down there lives for us to live as we do.

Tuesday Ramblings

Urrrrg… I really don’t like my satellite Internet connection, Sylvia, I am! So I won’t miss a day, I’m doing this post on iPhone, so bear with me if there are mistakes.

Sad note: Michael Clarke Duncan past away on Monday from natural causes. He was only 54 years old. Too young!

I’ve been watching he Democratic National Convention. So far, I’ve been impressed with the speakers they have had on there.

Mayor Cory Booker — he should run for Governor of New Jersey.

Mayor Julian Castro, mayor from San Antonio (my current hometown) and first Latino to be the keynote speaker.

Both of these mayors are the future of the country. Looking forward to seeing what they do in the next four years.

The tribute to Senator Edward Kennedy — say what you will about the Kennedy’s, they serviced and sacrificed for this country.

James Carville, the Raging’ Cajun is in the house

First Lady Micelle Obama… Totally impressed with her speech.

I wish it was as easy as black and white on the issues between the Democrats and Republicans, but that’s not going to happen. But we should all take a step back and realize that we are so fortunate to live in a country that lets us fight for what we believe in and not get punished for it.

All I know is that I don’t “hate” anyone that I don’t agree with. And I just don’t understand why some people hate and are so negative towards the other party?

OK, enough politics.

Why do we need to hear about Tom Cruise and his “church” picking a wife for him! Please!!

I blogged about Oscar Pistorius and his achievement at the 2012 Summer Olympics. But the other day, Oscar lost a race to Alan Oliveira from Brazil beat him in the T44 200-meter race. It should have been a happy moment for Oliveira, but no! Oscar alleges hat he winner had unfair advantage because of the blades he wore during the race.

OK, there might be something up with the blades that Oliveira wore, but did Oscar really have to say he cheated just because he lost the race? I call that poor sportsmanship. After all he had fought for to be treated the same when he ran for his county; to turn around and accuse someone of cheating… Oscar did came back and apologize, but he still thinks Oliveira cheated.

Do you think that fraternal twins be dressed the same as identical twins?

My battery is dying and I lost one of the three cords I had to charge my iPhone and iPod. I know once I go and buy one, I will find it! Pffft!

I’m looking do forward to Fall and Winter in South Texas. It was 101 degrees when I got out of work. I had to go to the grocery store to pick up some things and by the time I got everything in my car, I was dripping sweat! Again… Pffft!

So, come on Fall and Winter, I’m miss those 80 degree days!

For those of you who are a little concerned (I know there are some out there), Dancing with the Stars is in a couple of weeks. I’ll be doing my weekly 2-cents on the show.

Hopefully it will be as good as last year’s show.

Social media site I like — Get Glue! If you haven’t gone to his site or participated in it, you should. It gets people talking about what is on TV, at the movies, songs that people are
Listening to and all different sorts of topics. I have had such a blast participating with other on common this.

I’m done, this keyboard is too small (just like I told my prom date!)

I’m going to call that nice satellite company to let them know what crappy reception I have! Don’t they know, I need to post something everyday!

Make it a great day.

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