dagblog - Comments for "MUSINGS" http://dagblog.com/reader-blogs/musings-19192 Comments for "MUSINGS" en Oh I had to add this. http://dagblog.com/comment/203034#comment-203034 <a id="comment-203034"></a> <p><em>In reply to <a href="http://dagblog.com/reader-blogs/musings-19192">MUSINGS</a></em></p> <div class="field field-name-comment-body field-type-text-long field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Oh I had to add this.</p> <p>I purchased the new home in 1981 (April?)</p> <p>Well Seany did not show up in his PJ's until late 1981.</p> <p>So in fact my son had not reached the age of 3, let alone four as I relay this old memory.</p> <p>hahahahaha</p> <p>So, in fact, my son came out of his own bedroom to greet me in the early morn, before he ever reached the age of 3.</p> <p>I just remembered this item and so the memory actually supports my thesis.</p> <p>THESIS?</p> <p>This memory just reached me tonight.</p> <p>Sean could not have been four.</p> <p>Just like Precious, he had not even reached the age of three.</p> <p>hahahahah</p> </div></div></div> Tue, 13 Jan 2015 03:00:17 +0000 Richard Day comment 203034 at http://dagblog.com Windows 8 was a big http://dagblog.com/comment/202953#comment-202953 <a id="comment-202953"></a> <p><em>In reply to <a href="http://dagblog.com/comment/202886#comment-202886">Oh :Momoe.</a></em></p> <div class="field field-name-comment-body field-type-text-long field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Windows 8 was a big transition for me.  It took me a while to figure out were to find stuff and how to deal with problems from malware.  I think it was an over reach by Microsoft. A chunk of the public was not ready for it or interested in apps.  They left their best features out like Works.</p> <p>If you lose Open Office you should be able to find it on your Apps page menu. You can also go into My PC and click on Documents.  That will give a list of all your docs that have Open office extensions<span style="line-height:1.6">. Just click on one of them and that will open up Open Office.  Then you can choose to open a new text from the menu bar at the top. There is lots of help also on you tube with open office. Google the problem that you are having and you just might find the solution. Also make sure your java is up to date.  </span></p> <p>My grandson's new lap top decided not to stay off.  He would shut it down and then the fan and light would pop back on. Open it up and there would be the screen for logging in. The laptop was alive and had a mind of it's own. It was possessed by something creepy.  This went on for a couple of days.  We had to take the battery out to stop it from coming back on.  I finally figured out it was a game app he had that was doing it. It just kept running in the background and would not stay shut down. I went in the control panel and deleted the last things he had downloaded and it stopped doing it. </p> <p> </p> </div></div></div> Sat, 10 Jan 2015 08:17:20 +0000 trkingmomoe comment 202953 at http://dagblog.com This isY! http://dagblog.com/comment/202905#comment-202905 <a id="comment-202905"></a> <p><em>In reply to <a href="http://dagblog.com/comment/202892#comment-202892">Richard,</a></em></p> <div class="field field-name-comment-body field-type-text-long field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>This is GOOD!</p> <p>You are able to recall three generations of care up and down.</p> <p>I forget sometimes, but I had a grandpa who really worked hard to be kind to me.</p> <p>It is not always brain science.</p> <p>It is sometimes heart science.</p> <p> </p> </div></div></div> Fri, 09 Jan 2015 23:45:54 +0000 Richard Day comment 202905 at http://dagblog.com Richard, http://dagblog.com/comment/202893#comment-202893 <a id="comment-202893"></a> <p><em>In reply to <a href="http://dagblog.com/reader-blogs/musings-19192">MUSINGS</a></em></p> <div class="field field-name-comment-body field-type-text-long field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Richard,</p> <p>Reading your musings brought down a very unexpected attack of moist eyes on me. Many people don’t realize it, but those simple spontaneous moments are more often than not going to be looked back upon as the happiest days of their lives. I remember how my grandfather used to drop little drops of water in my face to wake me up to have breakfast with him in the morning before he went to work, and how on Saturday nights we used to sit up and watch "Gunsmoke" and "Have Gun Will Travel" together. I’ll drop whatever I’m doing just to watch either of those to this day - not because of the story lines, but just relive the feeling of those moments with my grandfather.</p> <p>The same is true of the times I used to spend with my son and daughter. My son obviously feels exactly the same way, because yesterday morning he was in the middle of an investigation and called me to discuss a time when he was nine and accused me of cheating him on our score on a video game. We used to keep our scores taped to the refrigerator door. (Me: "Hey, what are you doing?" Him: "Sitting in the park watching what’s going on in this guy’s office on my computer." Man, it just doesn’t pay to be a criminal in this high tech environment. If the feds are so focused on him that they've installed cameras in his office, he's dead meat. That guy's entire life is about to collapse around him and he thinks it's just another prosperous and Sunny day). But what would make Eric think of a video game score at a time like that?  I'll tell you what it was. It was because he was involved in dealing with the ugly side of life, and thinking about the simple warmth of his childhood brought him comfort.</p> <p>Then we started discussing my two grandsons. He told me that he’s decided that he’s been too intense in his focus on always pushing them toward high achievement. He said, he wants them to be able to look back on their childhood with fondest, not always worrying about impressing him with their latest efforts. I told him that he was absolutely right. Raising kids is not brain surgery. We make much too big of a deal over how to do it properly. All you have to do is love ‘em, enjoy ‘em, and treat ‘em with respect. If you do that, they’ll do the rest. If you’re too intense with them, you’re all going to miss the happiest days of your lives.</p> <p>Happiness is not about wealth and fame. In the end, you’ll find that the time you spent embraced in the warmth and coziness of a loving family will be remembered as the happiness days of your life, so they should be cherished. I know, because now that my wife has passed, and my kids have their own families, I go to sleep to the warmth of those memories every night.<br /> .<br /> Hey!  That feels like an article. Thanks, Bill!  Now let me go dry my eyes.</p> </div></div></div> Fri, 09 Jan 2015 15:04:28 +0000 Wattree comment 202893 at http://dagblog.com Richard, http://dagblog.com/comment/202892#comment-202892 <a id="comment-202892"></a> <p><em>In reply to <a href="http://dagblog.com/reader-blogs/musings-19192">MUSINGS</a></em></p> <div class="field field-name-comment-body field-type-text-long field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Richard,</p> <p>Reading your musings brought down a very unexpected attack of moist eyes on me. Many people don’t realize it, but those simple spontaneous moments are more often than not going to be looked back upon as the happiest days of their lives. I remember how my grandfather used to drop little drops of water in my face to wake me up to have breakfast with him in the morning before he went to work, and how on Saturday nights we used to sit up and watch "Gunsmoke" and "Have Gun Will Travel" together. I’ll drop whatever I’m doing just to watch either of those to this day - not because of the story lines, but just relive the feeling of those moments with my grandfather.</p> <p>The same is true of the times I used to spend with my son and daughter. My son obviously feels exactly the same way, because yesterday morning he was in the middle of an investigation and called me to discuss a time when he was nine and accused me of cheating him on our score on a video game. We used to keep our scores taped to the refrigerator door. (Me: "Hey, what are you doing?" Him: "Sitting in the park watching what’s going on in this guy’s office on my computer." Man, it just doesn’t pay to be a criminal in this high tech environment. If the feds are so focused on him that they've installed cameras in his office, he's dead meat. That guy's entire life is about to collapse around him and he thinks it's just another prosperous and Sunny day). But what would make Eric think of a video game score at a time like that?  I'll tell you what it was. It was because he was involved in dealing with the ugly side of life, and thinking about the simple warmth of his childhood brought him comfort.</p> <p>Then we started discussing my two grandsons. He told me that he’s decided that he’s been too intense in his focus on always pushing them toward high achievement. He said, he wants them to be able to look back on their childhood with fondest, not always worrying about impressing him with their latest efforts. I told him that he was absolutely right. Raising kids is not brain surgery. We make much too big of a deal over how to do it properly. All you have to do is love ‘em, enjoy ‘em, and treat ‘em with respect. If you do that, they’ll do the rest. If you’re too intense with them, you’re all going to miss the happiest days of your lives.</p> <p>Happiness is not about wealth and fame. In the end, you’ll find that the time you spent embraced in the warmth and coziness of a loving family will be remembered as the happiness days of your life, so they should be cherished. I know, because now that my wife has passed, and my kids have their own families, I go to sleep to the warmth of those memories every night.<br /> .<br /> Hey!  That feels like an article. Thanks, Bill!  Now let me go dry my eyes.</p> </div></div></div> Fri, 09 Jan 2015 15:04:07 +0000 Wattree comment 202892 at http://dagblog.com Oh :Momoe. http://dagblog.com/comment/202886#comment-202886 <a id="comment-202886"></a> <p><em>In reply to <a href="http://dagblog.com/comment/202876#comment-202876">Children at that age have</a></em></p> <div class="field field-name-comment-body field-type-text-long field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Oh :Momoe.</p> <p>I am having such tech probs.</p> <p>But my friends show up like you!</p> <p>Yes, I love children and I especially love those who love and care for children</p> <p>You are a good woman Momoe.</p> <p>we need more folks like you!</p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p> </p> </div></div></div> Fri, 09 Jan 2015 09:22:59 +0000 Richard Day comment 202886 at http://dagblog.com Here is my tech prob again. http://dagblog.com/comment/202885#comment-202885 <a id="comment-202885"></a> <p><em>In reply to <a href="http://dagblog.com/comment/202868#comment-202868">I always love your excursions</a></em></p> <div class="field field-name-comment-body field-type-text-long field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Here is my tech prob again.</p> <p>I almost pulled this post and then I thought, what the hell?</p> <p>See, there are my friends. hahahahaha</p> <p>You like this.</p> <p>there are nice things going on in this universe.</p> <p>And you, my friend search for the good ness.</p> <p>Thank you!</p> </div></div></div> Fri, 09 Jan 2015 09:17:03 +0000 Richard Day comment 202885 at http://dagblog.com I knew you would like this http://dagblog.com/comment/202884#comment-202884 <a id="comment-202884"></a> <p><em>In reply to <a href="http://dagblog.com/comment/202870#comment-202870">yup as always, this is your</a></em></p> <div class="field field-name-comment-body field-type-text-long field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>I knew you would like this</p> <p>hahhahahahah</p> <p>I am just a guy babbling.Of course. haahahahahhah</p> <p>I just knew you would like this.</p> <p>All these tech probs are now irrevelant! ha</p> </div></div></div> Fri, 09 Jan 2015 09:08:51 +0000 Richard Day comment 202884 at http://dagblog.com Children at that age have http://dagblog.com/comment/202876#comment-202876 <a id="comment-202876"></a> <p><em>In reply to <a href="http://dagblog.com/reader-blogs/musings-19192">MUSINGS</a></em></p> <div class="field field-name-comment-body field-type-text-long field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Children at that age have favorite movies and shows they like to watch.  There are parts that will draw their attention over and over again.  Their focus is so strong that they tune out everything else.  My grandkids did it also.  </p> </div></div></div> Fri, 09 Jan 2015 06:50:49 +0000 trkingmomoe comment 202876 at http://dagblog.com yup as always, this is your http://dagblog.com/comment/202870#comment-202870 <a id="comment-202870"></a> <p><em>In reply to <a href="http://dagblog.com/reader-blogs/musings-19192">MUSINGS</a></em></p> <div class="field field-name-comment-body field-type-text-long field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>yup as always, this is your best stuff, fun to read and packs all kinds of thought provocations into what appears at first glance to just be a guy babbling...<img alt="wink" src="http://dagblog.com/sites/all/modules/ckeditor/ckeditor/ckeditor/plugins/smiley/images/wink_smile.png" style="height:23px; width:23px" title="wink" /></p> </div></div></div> Fri, 09 Jan 2015 05:54:31 +0000 artappraiser comment 202870 at http://dagblog.com