I killed my cell phone (it was a dumb phone) by washing it in the washing machine. It was in my pants pocket, and I forgot. The bad thing is this is the second time that I have done that.
People who work around radioactivity wear those little gadgets called dosimeters to detect if they've been exposed to an unsafe level of radiation. I think it sure would be helpful if we had dosimeters for other uses in our lives. For instance, wouldn't you like to know that you've been exposed to an excessive level of shopping on any given weekend? And what if a dosimeter could warn you when you've ingested a near-lethal dose of AM talk radio? I think we could find about a million uses for these little gadgets. ... or at least enough ...
This is my 135th column. I aim for about 700 words in each column. That comes to about 95,000 words. I didn't know I had that much to say.
Atlanta's favorite food trucks will roll into Parker Road Field in Conyers on March 29 for an event celebrating street cuisine.
My husband invited me down to his cabin last weekend to see his new additions. Well, he also wanted me to clean and loaded up the vacuum cleaner and various cleansers as well as me for the trip.
You probably know by now: I'm a complete rabble-rouser who can't stand traditions that get in the way of a meaningful life. Today, I'm going to eviscerate the holiday where we're supposed to be "thankful." Yes... I know we just celebrated Valentine's Day, and Thanksgiving isn't until November, but I want us to look at how we're being manipulated by this holiday. We're told to "Be thankful on this special day," but we're bombarded with sales, sports, parades, and all manner of distractions. Do you remember what you were thankful for ...
My bathtub arrived in the middle of January, two months after it was promised. I was given a date in January when it should arrive in a warehouse in Athens. At that point, I was assured, someone would call me and schedule a delivery.
If you've ever driven a car, you'll recognize this situation. You're about to pull out onto a busy street where there's no traffic signal. So you sit there, and you wait and wait and wait. Finally, you see an opening that should allow you to pull out safely, and then it happens.
I don't know what it is with us humans, but we always want more or think the grass is greener on the other side of the fence.
I am one of those people who has to keep a calendar. I have to write down all my appointments or I forget. Not just the obligatory doctor and dentist appointments, but social ones as well: bridge dates, when I have to direct bridge for the duplicate club, hair appointments, and other minutiae of life.
I generally prefer winter to summer based on the theory that you can put more clothes on to get warm, but there is a limit to the clothes you can take off to get cool.
Before being allowed to work with the public, job applicants should be required to take a customer service skills test to see if they have any business being behind a cash register or wearing a fancy name tag.
Meet Susann Whittle, a clinical care coordinator at Newton Medical Center. Her interests in the medical field and helping others started when she volunteered as a candy striper at the hospital at the age of 15.
Things start to get dull after the thrill of the holidays is over. It's only then that you really seem to realize that its winter, it's cold, everything is dead, and there's nothing to do for at least two months. It can be a depressing time, sure. But it doesn't have to be, since I know a little secret… not everything worth doing is on hiatus till Spring, and what's even better: a lot of the things that are fun to do year-round are being offered at discount prices simply because it's winter!
The Atlanta Journal-Constitution has had several interesting articles lately concerning education. A Dec. 4 article contained ratings of various countries on the 2012 Program for International Student Assessment (PISA). According to the AJC, more than a half-million students in 65 nations took part in the testing.
Alcovy High School, 14567 Ga. Highway 36, Covington, Sept. 18. 100, A.