Would-be president Barrack Obama stated it’s embarrassing that Americans go to Europe and all they can say is merci beaucoup.
The senator is extremely wrong on this issue. While speaking foreign languages is a fine skill, it is not embarrassing that I don’t. Obama is embarrassed of me and any other American who does not speak a foreign language. I took French my freshman year in high school. I took Latin for a few years. I took Spanish in college. But 20+ years have passed and I am no longer conversant (stated as though I ever was).
The very first foreign words I learned was when I was a young boy . . . so young I still peed the bed. For some reason I spent the night at my aunt and uncle’s house in Easton, PA. My cousins were 10 years or more older than I was. Cousin Sherry apparently was learning French. She taught me a phrase because it was a hoot to have a little boy say it, I am certain. I was a good student as I have not forgotten it.
It seems appropriate to write here. So, Sen. Obama, fermez la bouche.
I admit I am fascinated by county fairs. I do not recall going to these as a boy, but make certain I attend each and every year now. There is so much to see.
As this year’s fair approached I looked at the web site. I had never realized there was equestrian riding at it. So tonight as our family wound down I made certain we took a spin by here. There was but one boy practicing, but he would do.
My camera had died, so all I had was video. I gather the competition is tomorrow.
Sigh . . . this is not my idea of a good scavenger hunt. Like religion, politics should be eschewed when playing with friends. Nevertheless, since you requested a video of what I believe, here you go. Interestingly, my video addresses your video head-on. Fancy that!
I do not believe in conspiracy theories and while there were thoughts about using airplanes to attack, reasonable people could not have expected what to have played out to have happened. It is very difficult to anticipated suicide bombers. It goes against the American ethic. Claim all you want what we should have known . . . the reality is that this was beyond belief.
I believe that radical Islam is untenable.
I believe Loose Change is propaganda of those who are so far afield of reality that their actions hurt America.
Anyway, Bill O’Reilly’s discussion, which I recall seeing this segment, presents my opinion well for this hunt.
George Carlin is worth far more than seven words, yet it is this routine that he will be most remembered. His comedy from the 1960s is a hoot compared to what he became. Much like Pryor, he revolutionized comedy.
As an adolescent boy during the 1970s, Carlin was someone we identified with. I had the pleasure of seeing him while in college. I think we sat in the first or second row.
Carlin was all about language. As a member of a family that would pull out a dictionary in the middle of dinner to resolve an argument of semantics, Carlin was royalty to me. Always was. Always will be.
My wife loves Tilt-A-Whirls! Me? Not so much. Spinning is not a motion I crave. But now that Beetle is big enough, Mommy has someone to ride with.
This is an authentic Tilt-A-Whirl at Wonderland on the north end of the Ocean City, NJ boardwalk. We like this area and spent a good deal of time here today (Fritz rode his first carousel!).
