BagOfNothing.com

Five years ago yesterday I started this little website and today’s post is about the 14,598th.  I say ‘about’ because I’ve deleted some over the years for one reason or another but that’s the number that appears on the counter when I log in, so there.

Sometimes this blog is a hassle, but other times it’s a bit therapeutic for me and I’ve really enjoyed the relationships I’ve made over the years.  I’ve been happy to get to know a pastor in NYC, a woman who sends me postcards from Europe from all her adventures, a manager of a Starbucks in Oklahoma, some lawyer dude and commercial contractor in Wise County, a few dudes with a voice for a sports radio AM station in Dallas, another DJ in Kansas City, a PR/ad man in Canada, college women in Denver and Boston, as well as many, many great readers I know consider as friends.

I just so happen to make that first ever post on my mother’s birthday, and like I have done for the last several years, it’s more important for me to honor my mother than it is to brag about this website.  So in stead of me making my daily posts, all I ask of you is to take the time you would normally spend on this website and take on my mother’s favorite hobby of  reading.  Feel free to read for yourself, or read to your kids or grandkids, heck, read to your dog.  But please do me the favor of honoring my mother and take some time to read.

I thank you so very much for stopping by here everyday, taking the time to comment, caring about my silly random thoughts that really are just a bag full of nothing, and honoring my mother.

Feel free to leave a suggestion or link for something y0u think is worth a read.

If you can’t find anything worth a read, below is a Popular Science magazine from the year and month of my birth.

Link

• Riding my bicycle to and from school was a fun experience.  Heck, even walking home with a group of friends was a blast.   Trust me, growing up in a small town had its perks.
• Teenagers today probably don’t experience the late night phone call drama that we older folks use to.  Nothing was worst than getting that late night call from a friend and then hearing your dad gripe that it’s too late for talking and that it woke him up.  But then again, it was also kind of fun knowing a friend was going to call and keeping your hand on the handset ready to pick up it as fast as you can so it wouldn’t wake your parents.
• It was also a bit unnerving being the one making the late night call to a friend only to have the parent pick up.
• I have no faith in the Texas Rangers, the baseball club that is.  That will only change with a World Series win, and I doubt that will ever happen.
• Rules are not necessarily sacred, principles are ~ Franklin D. Roosevelt
• I think gay marriage should be called garriage to make it distinguished and to help eliminate any potential confusion when talking about spouses.
• I think the Cowboys pants have a bit more of a blue tint, last several seasons they kinda had a green tint to them.
• I follow news and politics pretty closely but have never understood the  Bush tax cuts.  First off, I don’t understand why they were never made permanent when implemented, perhaps some kind of law prevented it from being so?  I also don’t understand how decreasing your revenue (tax cuts) and increasing spending and the overall size of government seemed acceptable.  Perhaps the thinking is that tax cuts will encourage spending, but if that’s the case, I’m not a believer in that philosophy.
• With all that said, trust me, I ain’t comfortable with all the government spending that is going on with the current administration nor the deficit.
• I did think it was pretty cool of W to welcome troops coming home and traveling through DFW Airport unannounced earlier this week.  The DFW committee is pretty good at doing this on a consistent basis.
• Say it ain’t so, Donald Duck.
• For you Calvin & Hobbes fans, a Calvin & Hobbes search engine
• I’ve never had a nickname.  I’ve always wanted a nickname.
• This church is so cool, it even advertises on the local news.
• In the last few episodes of Mad Men that I’ve watched, Conrad Hilton, the hotel businessman and great grandfather of Paris, was featured.  What I didn’t know was his Texas connections.  He bought his first hotel in Cisco, Texas and his first luxury hotel was built in Dallas.  And surprisingly to me, he is buried in Dallas less than a five minute drive from my work.  I also didn’t know a copy of his book is in each hotel.  I stayed in a Hilton in Austin, but didn’t notice the book in my room.
• I bet my cousin Chris new almost all that info.
• More creations from SisterGeeding