I had my license and credentials as a Texas Realtor but no experience and no business cards. My broker asked me to go out to a home recently sold by the office to make some Polaroid pictures.
The interaction with the new home owners went well as did the picture taking. An extra picture was taken of the family standing together on their front porch. I gave them the picture and pulled a card from my pocket.
I'll say one thing for the Supreme Court: wait, hold that thought, after their decision on Obamacare, I'm not in the mood to say anything for the Supreme Court. Last week's decision was bad. After finding out that Justice Roberts sided with the leftist wing of the court and threw us and the American economy to the wolves, I have one burning question. Is it too late to take another look at Harriet Miers?
It should come as no surprise to regular readers of these musings that I enjoy the company of animals, especially dogs. While I strongly disagree with the current trend to make people the â€śguardiansâ€ť of them, or to give them â€śrightsâ€ť, I have no tolerance for cruelty.
With all thatâ€™s going on in the current events/political world this week, I thought Iâ€™d take a closer look at an important issue that doesnâ€™t get nearly enough attention. Right now The Barack and Romney are out on the campaign trail, The Supreme Court is handing down decisions, and donâ€™t forget, mount Joe Biden could erupt in a massive flow of inappropriate statements at any time. With all of that going on, there will be no shortage of commentary on hot topic issues this week.
Whoopsi, who says The Barack isnâ€™t the master of misdirection? Here we were spending our time obsessing over his statement (which truly deserves a lot of attention) that the private sector was doing fine, and slam dunk! the dream act is enacted by executive order. Isnâ€™t The Barack such an innovator? The heck with legislative process, oversight by elected representatives, and all of that time wasting public debate and voting. The Barack just whips out the old ink pen and presto, chango, the political/social landscape is changed however he wants it.
I attended a seminar recently in which half a day was spent on how the brain works, how it matures, ages, and the things which influence it. That was the source for last weekâ€™s article, and for the majority of the following discussion. Of all the organs of the body, we rely on that one so much â€“ from infancy when it helps us start understanding our environment, through the torment of teen age years, to the efficiency of adulthood and on into the possible dementia which often accompanies age. An understanding of how it works and how to care for it would seem appropriate.
The other night I was returning home pretty late in the evening, and as is my normal habit the radio in my vehicle was on a talk radio station. Since I get up early, work a full day, and donâ€™t often stay up late, Iâ€™m not very familiar with the radio hosts who are on late in the evening. The only reason I make that point is to say that I honestly donâ€™t know who I was listening to. Further confusing the issue, a lot of the evening shows on our local stations are re-broadcasts of shows actually aired earlier in the day, but not in our market.
â€śFathersâ€™ Dayâ€ť is a rather common phrase around the courthouse. A representative of the Attorney Generalâ€™s Office appears at least once a month to deal with child support cases involving failure to pay. As a general rule, the parent being sued is the father. On these particular days, the downstairs hallway is lined with people waiting for their case to be called; some have reasons for their delinquency, others merely excuses or shrugs.
So I understand that Governor Scott Walkerâ€™s opponent in the recent recall election says the battle isnâ€™t finished. Well, I would expect nothing else, after all he apparently didnâ€™t realize the people of Michigan didnâ€™t want him as governor when he ran against Scott Walker the first time around and lost. Talk about not taking a hint. I know politicians are really thick skinned, and sometimes thick headed, but most of the time even politicians realize losing an election means no.
Thursday is a special day. When I was growing up, we were normally on vacation June 14, and my brothers would use the day as an excuse to leave their shirttails â€śflyingâ€ť. Flag Day is not normally celebrated in that manner; then again, it is rarely celebrated at all. Our flag is the third oldest national banner in the world behind the Union Jack of Great Britain and the Tricolor of France. The Stars and Stripes was authorized by Congress on June 14, 1777. Since that time it has flown on every continent and in space, in peace and in war.