Sex or food?
Is that what desires ultimately come down to?
You never know what we'll churn up in cleaning a stall
Sex or food?
Is that what desires ultimately come down to?
Living around big waters, as I do now, means hearing a number of new terms to identify boats big and small. When you merely read about them, say in a history book, you can usually skim over the word and move on.
Not so when you’re trying to describe what you just saw.
Today we won’t attempt to get into the array of mostly motorized vessels. Not even a Bayliner versus a Boston Whaler. Naval ships alone would require a long list.
Instead, let’s look at a general overview of boats originally powered by the wind. (Admittedly, today many of them will have an internal engine for additional power.) These can range from small sailboats to majestic tall ships.
Meaning?
Just what is?
The prolific inventor, entrepreneur, and civic influence Charles F. Kettering was still alive in the Dayton community when I was an aspiring chemist in my youth.
My career in science never materialized, but his influence as an inspired ideal of leadership remains.
You may recognize the name from the famed Sloan-Kettering cancer research hospital in Manhattan or from the city in southwest Ohio named in his honor. He also led the research teams that invented the electric cash register, the automobile electrical self-starter, and no-knock gasoline. Other work made the diesel engine practicable as well as the refrigerator and, in time, air conditioning. In all, he had 186 patents, second to fellow Ohioan Thomas Edison. He was a founder of Delco (Dayton Electrical Laboratory Company) and from 1920 to 1947 was head of research for General Motors.
As a power in the new General Motors corporation, he aligned with management pioneer Alfred Sloan – as in that Sloan-Kettering Hospital in Manhattan,.
Let me repeat, there’s even a city named in his honor.
Today we have another Double Tendrils.
Get ready to know him better. Let’s start with his perspectives on the creative process and problem-solving, especially as they apply to engineering and invention. Here’s what he said:
And now for his perspective on life itself.
He really was one who made America great.
I remember when he had a Willy’s Jeep
cool, like a square dance
As a child, foggy mornings frightened me, and attempts to comfort me by calling them “fallen clouds” only thickened my anxiety. It was quite simply abnormal. Get me outa here!
Where I now live, I wouldn’t be surprised to see that we have more than a hundred foggy days a year. Many of those, it burns off early, but on others, we are caught in gray for what can extend for weeks. Maybe I need to start counting.
Still, as one Navy commander exclaimed, “You don’t have your share of fog. You have everyone’s!”
That said, let’s get more specific.
Wherever you are, look for the fog bow, too, like a rainbow within a cloud.
BEAN
HOLE
HELL
. . .
BEAN
HILL
SWELL
Ding, dong, ding!
You could hear the apple bell chime.
LOON
MOON
TUNE
Yes, I’ve long known the explicative, “Holy mackerel!” but have never gone beyond that until moving to Eastport, where it’s commonly fished from the Breakwater pier. Previous postings here at the Barn reflect that.
That said.