September 28, 2012

You know how sometimes you know a word and use it regularly in thought and conversation…

You know how sometimes you know a word and use it regularly in thought and conversation but when it comes time to write it, you have no idea how to spell it correctly…

And then you try finding it by searching the web only to find out your spelling is far too close to other words so search suggest is not helping at all…

Me either

Penchant: A strong or habitual liking for something or tendency to do something.  As in My boys have a strong penchant for pirates and swordplay

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posted to Nomanisan @ 7:23 pm

I brought home some "end of roll" paper from our large format plotter at…

I brought home some "end of roll" paper from our large format plotter at work for the boys to draw on.  I figured they'd have fun drawing on such a large sheet of paper.

I was right.

Corbin colored his own mural and +Julia Shiras taped it on his wall.  Benjamin was the project's Foreman.

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posted to Corbin,Nomanisan @ 6:54 pm

August 15, 2012

This looks interesting but demonstrates how surveys and polls are so unreliable and…

This looks interesting but demonstrates how surveys and polls are so unreliable and misleading. 

First, I lived in Southern California for over 30 years and everyone I knew called it Coke. I was the odd ball who called it soda/cola and that's because I was tired of hearing the server say "is Pepsi okay?" (I didn't care)

Second, while 120,464 respondents sounds impressive and a good size sampling, that means there are on average around 40 respondents per county. That's hardly a suitable number when you have counties with populations in the 2-3 MILLION range.

So before you go quoting that study, check to see what their data is based on and if you could stand behind those numbers.

More stats – http://www.popvssoda.com/countystats/total-county.html

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posted to Nomanisan @ 6:37 am

August 14, 2012

Come Thou Fount Of Every Blessing


Words: Ro­bert Ro­bin­son, 1758; ap­peared in his A Col­lect­ion of Hymns Used by the Church of Christ in Angel Al­ley, Bi­shop­gate, 1759.

Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of Thy redeeming love.

Sorrowing I shall be in spirit,
Till released from flesh and sin,
Yet from what I do inherit,
Here Thy praises I’ll begin;
Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Here by Thy great help I’ve come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.

Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood;
How His kindness yet pursues me
Mortal tongue can never tell,
Clothed in flesh, till death shall loose me
I cannot proclaim it well.

O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.

O that day when freed from sinning,
I shall see Thy lovely face;
Clothed then in blood washed linen
How I’ll sing Thy sovereign grace;
Come, my Lord, no longer tarry,
Take my ransomed soul away;
Send thine angels now to carry
Me to realms of endless day.

posted to Lyrical,Watch This! @ 7:55 pm

Amazing Grace (House of the Rising Sun)


lyrics written by the English poet and clergyman John Newton

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me….
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now, I see.

T’was Grace that taught…
my heart to fear.
And Grace, my fears relieved.
How precious did that Grace appear…
the hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils and snares…
we have already come.
T’was Grace that brought us safe thus far…
and Grace will lead us home.

The Lord has promised good to me…
His word my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be…
as long as life endures.

Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
and mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess within the veil,
a life of joy and peace.

When we’ve been here ten thousand years…
bright shining as the sun.
We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise…
then when we’ve first begun.

“Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me….
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now, I see.

posted to Misc-Stuff @ 7:45 pm

July 24, 2012

A Pirate’s Life For Me (Yo Ho)


Disney Pirates of the Caribbean Ride. The music was written by George Bruns with lyrics by Xavier Atencio

Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate’s life for me.
We pillage we plunder, we rifle and loot.
Drink up me ‘earties, yo ho.
We kidnap and ravage and don’t give a hoot.
Drink up me ‘earties, yo ho.

Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate’s life for me.

We extort and pilfer, we filch and sack.
Drink up me ‘earties, yo ho.
Maraud and embezzle and even highjack.
Drink up me ‘earties, yo ho.

Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate’s life for me.

We kindle and char and inflame and ignite.
Drink up me ‘earties, yo ho.
We burn up the city, we’re really a fright.
Drink up me ‘earties, yo ho.

We’re rascals, scoundrels, villians and knaves.
Drink up me ‘earties, yo ho.
We’re devils and black sheep, really bad eggs.
Drink up me ‘earties, yo ho.

We’re beggars and blighters and ne’er do-well cads,
Drink up me ‘earties, yo ho.
Aye, but we’re loved by our mommies and dads,
Drink up me ‘earties, yo ho.

posted to Lyrical,Watch This! @ 7:56 pm

Hoist The Colors


Hoist the Colours -Pirates of The Caribbean 3 On Stranger Tides

The king and his men
stole the queen from her bed
and bound her in her Bones.
The seas be ours
and by the powers
where we will we’ll roam.

Yo, ho, all hands,
hoist the colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never say we die.

Some men have died
and some are alive
and others sail on the sea
– with the keys to the cage…
and the Devil to pay
we lay to Fiddler’s Green!

Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.

The bell has been raised
from it’s watery grave…
hear it’s sepulchral tone?
a call to all, pay heed the squall
and turn your sails to home!

Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.

The king and his men
stole the queen from her bed
and bound her in her Bones.
The seas be ours
and by the powers
where we will we’ll roam.

posted to Lyrical,Watch This! @ 7:54 pm

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