I’m still in the Florida panhandle, but catching up on some earlier sightseeing adventures. There is a lot to see here in the Florida panhandle, but I haven’t yet seen anything other than the sunsets, and a few sunrises before the time change. However, I did get to meet the famous memory expert and motivational speaker Bob Kittell. It was an amazing experience – as fantastic as are his memory tips, his motivational stories about his life are inspirational and moving. He’s one of the better motivational speakers I’ve heard. If you get the chance, go see him.
Meanwhile, I’ll continue the long-overdue chronicling of my visit with BluzDude at Darwinfish and his tour of Baltimore Harbor. The first post about our meeting and the tour of Baltimore Harbor can be found by clicking here.
Today’s post is about my favorite site in the tour of Baltimore Harbor:the Seven-foot Knoll Lighthouse. I LOVE lighthouses – and a little, squat, red lighthouse is a bit of double awesomeness. The lighthouse was constructed in 1856, marking the entrance to the Patabsco River and Baltimore Harbor.
The Seven-foot Knoll Lighthouse in Baltimore Harbor.
They must be counting the seven feet from the floor, up. Or, I’m really much shorter than I thought. I look oddly short and squat next to the lighthouse… It must have a “short and squat” force field.
The cat is out of the bag: BluzDude is the fellow blogger who invited me for crab cakes a long time ago. Bluz used to live in Pennsylvania but has called Baltimore home for many years. Those of you who follow his blog know he is eloquent and possesses an enviable wit. If you don’t already follow him, check out Darwinfish.
A hearty Welcome! to any fans of Bluz who’ve ventured this way from his blog.
Here’s how Kernut and BluzDude Doing Baltimore got started: In a simple comment on one of my posts, he offered to buy me crab cakes if I ever made it to his neck of the woods. I was in Texas when he made the offer a few years ago. I don’t forget offers of food, especially from good-looking bloggers.
But here’s the odd part – I can not find the email or comment. Anywhere. Now, we all know I have a memory like a goldfish… once around the bowl and I’m thinking, “Oooh, that rock’s new!” But, I forget things – I never make them up. At this point, I can only assume Bluz was gentlemanly enough to agree he had once promised me crab cakes.
I digress. (To those of you who are new, if you stick around you will come to find that this is a common occurrence.)
The area of Baltimore Harbor done by Kernut and BluzDude.
BluzDude and Kernut doing the Stad Amsterdam in Baltimore Harbor.
The Tour of Baltimore Harbor
I spent a day in Baltimore and got The Official BluzDude Tour of Baltimore Harbor. It was great – he could charge tourists for that tour! We did But, wait! There’s more…
For Ten Things Tuesday, I thought I’d give y’all some more important information. You know, ’cause I like you to leave this blog feeling like you got a little chuckle out of it and that you’re a little smarter for having come here.
And so you can say you come here to learn something. It’s kind of like when you say you read Playboy for the articles. Not that you do that.
Ten Things I Learned This Past Week
1. I can wear my underwear inside out for half the day before I notice. As @CardsfanClaytweeted: ‘As long as they weren’t on the outside it’s fine.’ Good point.
2. Installing a right-click/copy prevention plugin is upsetting to some of my readers. I had no idea – I swear! I’ve turned off the right-click thingy. The text that used to pop up was my attempt at humor, I don’t actually check anyone’s IP address or send them to the blog police. And NO, I seriously don’t think my stuff is worth stealing, but the thieves aren’t picky, apparently. I saw some of their sites – and while they did steal some top-notch stuff, they also stole pure crap, like what you read here. Anyway, that’s probably why everyone’s stopped commenting on my site anymore. I’m sure it’s not my writing. But, wait! There’s more…
I’m fascinated by linguistics, especially the colloquialisms specific to a certain region. We all have them, and those little words can give an indication of where you grew up, or lived for many years.
Also when you grew up.
A friend is visiting from Minnesota. He’s never been to California so I’m showing him the sights. The other day I used the word ‘dude’ when relaying some meaningless important story to him.
Yes, maybe I’m a hopelessly outdated Californian, but that’s not the point.
I love movies like this: 'Attack of the Giant/Killer Something'. And I love cats. That's why I picked this random picture.
This is some funny shit that made me laugh until tears streamed down my face.
I really should be working on the back end of my blog right now. I’ve been sitting here trying to figure out where to insert this little bit of code – something any junior high school student could figure out – but I’m a CLUELESS BLOGGING NEWBIE. Since I planned to work on this today I refuse to let myself leave the computer.
So, what does any self-respecting procrastinator do at a time like this? Find great shit to read on the internet. Lucky for you, I’ve decided to share my findings. These had me laughing so hard they brought tears to my eyes… But, wait! There’s more…
And they were virtual roses. That he sent to the internet.
Whatever. Don’t judge me. Beggars can’t be choosers.
I needed them. It renewed my faith in chivalry. At least for now.
Which brings us to today’s topic…
Whatever happened to good manners? Parents no longer seem to emphasize anything to their children other than saying “Please” and “Thank You”. Is chivalry truly dead? I see glimpses of it, like last night’s gesture, but it seems to be oh so rare. But, wait! There’s more…