Friday Wisdom — A New Year

Here is a repost of what I know about the new year that is about to hit us:

I was at a New Year’s Eve party where this guy didn’t let is left foot touch the ground. He say he wanted to start the new year on the right foot.

Last New Year’s Eve, we went to see some fireworks – it was a blast.

New Year’s lesson: Many things can be preserved in alcohol. Dignity isn’t one of them.

My New Year resolution: Stop talking to people who ask me about my New Year’s resolutions.

My blessing for you this year: May all your troubles last as long as a New Year’s resolution.

2022 was such a blur – I think my resolution was too low.

I think partying in Times Square is overrated, I mean every year they drop the ball.

A friend of mine got out a loaf of bread on New Year’s Eve. He said he wanted to make a toast.

I resolve to read more next year. Do subtitles on the TV count?

New Year? What was wrong with the old one?

I know a lady who put her new calendar in the freezer. She wanted to start the new year in a cool way.

Never go jogging on New Year’s Eve – the ice will just bounce out of your drink.

I was thinking of stopping a few bad habits of mine, but then I remembered that no one likes a quitter.

Still waiting for my wife to tell me what my New Year’s resolutions are.

I’m staying up till midnight this year. Not to see the new year in, but to make sure the old one leaves.

Last year I did resolve to lose 20 pounds. Only 30 more to go!

Well, that’s it, no more jokes until next year.

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As The Pizza Cooks — Episode 30

Glitter is on my mind today.  It’s also on the floor, clothes, Christmas ornaments… in fact it’s taking over the planet.  Seriously.  The stuff is everywhere and each day more and more of it is pumped into decorations, tee-shirts, and greeting cards.  It’s all over the Christmas village Heather setup the other day and now I see shiny sparkles on the floor.

Normally I don’t worry much about small specs on the floor (unless they’re moving, things moving by themselves on the floor get my attention) — I can ignore dirt as well as any man, but  in my house I’m in charge of vacuuming the floors.  Two, three times a month I run the vacuum over most of the floors in our home.  I don’t move furniture and sometimes skip the guest room if we haven’t had guests, but otherwise, I turn my well trained eye to the task of getting all the specs of dirt off the floor.

When I’m not vacuuming, I do start building a mental map of where there is non-moving dirt I need to vacuum up.  Of course, there are times when what I think is a bit of dirt is really a stain or part of the pattern on the carpet so I do check those areas slightly more carefully.  I know that there is a black dot by the back door that is not dirt, but rather a small chip in the kitchen title that has resisted all my attempts to vacuum it up.

Just to clarify here — moving dirt is an indication of bugs (ants, spiders, fleas). Knowing Heather’s reaction to seeing something like that, I’ve trained myself to react to those right away.  I don’t need that level of screaming in my life.

So why does glitter on the floor bother me?  You can’t just vacuum it up.  Oh sure, the vacuum sucks into its dirt chamber but then go empty that into the trash and you’ll just see glitter bits flying off into the wind and on to your shirt, pants and shoes.  Then as surely as God created spiders for the cats to chase, glitter will get tracked right back onto my mostly clean floors.

Here’s a few facts about glitter:  It’s mostly plastic with some aluminum and a mix of toxic chemicals to make it sparkly.  It doesn’t biodegrade and likely will outlast humanity on this planet.  Some 20 million pounds of the stuff is manufactured every year (well that is one source, another source said 100 million pounds, but either way, its a lot).  Glitter has been made for centuries, but it wasn’t until sometime around the 1930s that we started making out of plastic.  It won’t be that much longer and the dirt in our yards will have a detectable amount of glitter in it (if we haven’t already gotten there that is).

Here’s a scary thing I learned, forensic scientists have cataloged somewhere around 1,000 different kinds of glitter.  They can now identify that a criminal has been in my kitchen by comparing the kinds of glitter on their shoes to the kind of glitter on my floor.  Since glitter is virtually impossible to get rid of I expect that banks will soon stop putting dye packs in the bags of cash they give to robbers and will start putting glitter bombs in there instead.

Well the only good news is that I guess I could stop referring to glitter on my floor as trash, but rather as part of my home security system.  

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Friday Wisdom — Christmas

I make it eleven more days of Christmas shopping. I have four things on my Christmas wish list: Caramel Popcorn, fabric, wood, and clamps (a woodworker can never have too many clamps). And my early gift to you are these bits of wisdom:

Santa’s elves are commonly known as subordinate clauses.

On the day before Christmas, Adam was heard saying, “Hey, it’s Christmas, Eve!”

I’ve got a great Christmas Lighting joke – this one will sleigh you …

Santa deposits the Elves wages in a Snow Bank.

I heard about a blind reindeer – I have no eye deer what to call it.

What’s red, white and blue? A sad candy cane

My grandson says he doesn’t believe in Santa – the kid’s a rebel without a Claus.

Christmas lights are like co-workers, half don’t work and the other half aren’t that bright.

I’m a little disappointed that my Christmas lights go out more often than I do.

It’s just possible that the Christmas lights are a filament of your imagination.

My neighborhood has a tallest Christmas tree competition. After seeing the all the entries I thought, “How am I going to top that?”

I read that reindeer put hornaments on their Christmas trees.

Did you hear about the person who stole Advent calendars? He was sentenced to 25 days.

The most common Christmas wine: “I don’t like Brussels sprouts.”

Just read that a man got sentenced for stealing an Advent Calendar. He got 25 days.

The snowman was critically ill and was taken to the hospital – he was running a fever.

A bald friend of mine received a comb for Christmas. He said he’d never part with it.

Did you know Santa has a dog? Its name is Santa Paws.

What do gingerbread men put on their beds? Cookie sheets …

I read that Santa is thinking about buying a motorcycle from the Holly Davidson dealer.

I can always tell when Santa has been around – yes I can sense his presents.

What is another name for Santa’s elves? Subordinate Clauses.

What do they call an old snowman? Water.

I bought some expensive candy canes, well they were in mint condition.

Did you know that Santa is a great race car driver? He always gets the pole position.

I read that Santa had to hire a therapist for his workshop helpers. Apparently they had a bad case of low elf esteem.

Turns out that Christmas trees are just bad knitters — they keep dropping their needles.

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Wednesday Working — A Cross and a Bunny

I’ve been traveling more this month than I wanted to. My brother ended up in the hospital and I had to make a couple of road trips to visit him, but today I’m finally home and had time to make progress on these two projects:

This is a filigree cross. Yes, it’s as much work as it looks like. There is somewhere around 200 cutouts for this and I expect it to take 40 hours or so to finish. I am stack cutting this which means when I’m done, I’ll have two fancy crosses. This is a project for Easter.

My other Easter project is making these little things:

This is either an Easter Egg holder or a napkin ring. Your choice. I’m making about a dozen. The wood is poplar from an old cabinet drawer I salvaged. These are fast to cut, these one took less than an hour.

I also put up some outdoor Christmas lights, but something went wrong and only half of the lawn deer are lit up so I didn’t take any pictures of that. Turns out one of the light strings failed and I’m having to order some parts to fix them.

That’s it for this week. I’m might actually be doing more of this next week.

If you need me, I’m in the shop looking for my box of fuses.

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