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Bag of Randomness for Friday, March 29, 2019

- That’s DogGeedingII trying to get WifeGeeding’s attention.
- When I hear someone say, “I’ll be more than happy to . . .”, I don’t believe them. However, if I hear, “Not a problem,” I do believe them, though I can’t stand the phrase. It makes me think I’m intruding or asking for something out of the ordinary.
- I’m not a fan of being called “Boss” by any wait staff or customer service representative. As a rule, don’t call your customer any nickname.
- When I was a busboy and then a waiter, I was instructed to never spray cleaning solution on the table but directly into my washcloth. Spraying on the table spreads a scent to those nearby which takes away from the food, and there’s a chance spray mist might land on nearby food or people. I was also taught to fold my washcloth into fourths. One side would be used for cleaning and the other for drying. When the cleaning side gets too dirty, I fold the washcloth to a clean side. Before being taught this technique, I went through a plethora of washcloths.
- ‘Alien’ Helmer Ridley Scott Gives Thumbs Up To High Schoolers Who Adapted His Sci-Fi Classic: ‘Do Gladiator Next!’
  - I saw some highlights of the high schoolers’ play earlier this week and failed to mention their creativity despite a lack of resources. But I’m glad to see Ridley Scott is recognizing them and this part of his letter really stood out to me. Sometimes, less is definitely more.
    - Limitations often produce the best results because imagination and determination can surpass any shortfalls and determine the way forward – ALWAYS.
- Yesterday was the 50th anniversary of Eisenhower’s death. Here are some interesting tidbits about his burial:
  - Casket – $80 Government Issue requested by Eisenhower. The only difference between his casket and those furnished for any soldier buried by the Army is an inner glass seal that cost an extra $115. It was lined with tailored eggshell crepe.
  - General Dwight D. Eisenhower was buried in his World War II uniform. It consists of “pink” trousers and the green “Ike” jacket that he made famous. Although he was one of the most decorated military men in history, his uniform had only the following medals: Army Distinguished Service Medal with three oak leaf clusters, Navy Distinguished Service Medal, and the Legion of Merit.

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Bag of Randomness for Wednesday, March 27, 2019

I know Whataburger was founded in Corpus Christi, but I’m willing to bet there are more Whataburgers in Corpus than there are Starbucks in Seattle.
I visited a Chick-fil-A which uses a trash compactor for all customers to dump their trash into. It was a bit high-tech with an LCD screen. I’m assuming that it was built with certain safety standards so no one gets any body part crushed. Personally, I think all restaurants should have something like this. But then again, I’m also the guy who thinks a sink should be next to each trash bin so customers can empty their ice and drinks before tossing it in the trash. When you worked in the food industry, you know how much it sucks carrying a trash bag with liquid inside it, praying it doesn’t rip or tear.
I have zero interesting in watching the new Dumbo movie. While I’m more macabre than the average person, I find Tim Burton’s work too dark. I also have never seen the cartoon, which I think is odd since I have two kids.
You inadvertently teach people how to treat you when as you tolerate things.
Located In Klyde Warren Park, Dallas’ Newest Public Art Installation Allows Participants To Video-Chat With Strangers From All Across The Globe
McDonald’s will use AI to automatically tweak drive-thru menus – It might give McFlurrys more prominent placement on hot days, for instance.
The Dreams Of A Man Asleep For Three Weeks
- On March 22, 2018, I was rushed to the hospital for life-saving surgery. Due to complications with the procedure, I didn’t regain full, coherent consciousness until the second week in April. For three weeks I was stuck inside my own mind, subject to a seemingly unending series of dreams. Dreams covering on a variety of themes, some light and hopeful, others dark and dismal. I dreamed the end of my life over and over. I was a hero and a villain.
Ohio names shelter pets the official state pet to raise awareness about animal adoption
59 Distinct Ways of Cooking Eggs

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Bag of Randomness for Tuesday, March 26, 2019

We spent the weekend in Corpus Christi so DaughterGeeding and her team could compete in Destination Imagination’s state tournament. They lost and were heartbroken, tears were shed. I wasn’t upset, I wanted her to learn what it was like to put a lot of work into something only to be defeated and it all comes to a stop in an instant. She needed a good lesson in adversity and I didn’t want it to happen too late in life for her. What was most touching, despite all the tears she shed, her brother was perhaps sadder for her than she was for losing, and she was pretty darn sad.
The drive to Corpus Christi takes about six hours. My GPS app had us travel backroads through small towns, so we never had to drive through Austin or San Antonio. We got to see the beautiful Texas landscape with plenty of bluebonnets, primroses, and Indian paintbrush, all almost in full bloom. As we got closer to Corpus, I was surprised at the mammoth wind farm we drove through.
One back thing about driving the backroads, bug splatter. Lots of bug splatter.
On the way to Corpus on Friday morning/afternoon, I only saw DPS patrolman. On the way back on Sunday morning, I think I saw about seven. I almost got a speeding ticket going through one small town by local police, it was a place in which the speed limit drops from like 75 mph to 55 mph and I was driving about 65 mph. I never had this happen, but all the cop did was flash his lights and didn’t even move his car. It’s like all he was saying was, “Hey buddy, slow it down, you’re entering city limits.” I’m used to small-town speed trap and getting a speeding ticket – no, if, ands, or buts about it.
About 10:30 AM on Friday we drove into Lockhart, TX. Home of Black’s BBQ, the oldest BBQ joint in Texas and owned and operated by the same family for four generations. You can trace the origin of the bbq’d giant beef rib there, and that’s what WifeGeeding ordered. Thankfully they open at 10:00 AM and we didn’t mind having an early lunch at all. It ranks up there with some of the best BBQ I ever had.
I couldn’t help but think of LiberallyLean since he’s been blogging about reading a book or two on Texas history as we drove through Goliad and we saw signs for Colonel Fannin and his troop’s grave. Here’s a quick history lesson:
- The Goliad massacre was an event of the Texas Revolution that occurred on March 27, 1836, following the Battle of Coleto; 425-445 prisoners of war from the Texian Army of the Republic of Texas were killed by the Mexican Army in the town of Goliad, Texas. Among those killed was commander Colonel James Fannin. The killing was carried out under orders from General and President of Mexico Antonio Lopez de Santa Anna. Despite the appeals for clemency by General José de Urrea, the massacre was reluctantly carried out by Lt. Colonel José Nicolás de la Portilla.
Luling was a surprisingly neat town. How can you not like a town which has a water tower which resembles a watermelon and adds flare to the oil pump jacks? We stopped there for gas. Before we got out, DaughterGeeding asked that I teach her how to pump it, which made for a neat father-daughter moment. Ah, one more fact about the town, Star Trek TNG actor Michael Dorn was born there.
I never got the memo Corpus Chisti had a big nice looking event center next to the shore. A couple of DaughterGeeding’s team events were there.
Another event was held at Kaffie Middle School. When I looked it up on GoogleMaps, this was what showed up.
I guess I’ll never get over the size of certain high schools, coming from small-town Mineral Wells and all. Another one of DaughterGeeding’s team events was held at Veteran’s High School and I was in awe when I first walked in and saw this which seemed to go on forever.
Speaking of Mineral Wells, I was giddy when I saw they also had a team participating in Corpus Christi.
But I wasn’t as giddy as WifeGeeding was when she discovered a Big Red margarita. She’s a sucker for Big Red.
Here’s a photo of DaughterGeeding and some of her team practicing their “Medical Mystery” one last time.