Posted at 6:00 AM on January 20, 2010
by Dale Connelly
(36 Comments)
Radio Heartland has tickets to a concert by Bearfoot at the Cedar Cultural Center tomorrow night.
We'll stop taking names at 1pm today.
Enter the drawing.
Obey the rules.
Good Luck!
The American Red Cross reports amazing success with a program that allows people to contribute to relief efforts in Haiti by using their cell phones to send a text message.
Announcements were made during the broadcast of National Football League playoff games on Saturday and Sunday that encouraged viewers to text the word "Haiti" to 90999, a simple act that would add ten dollars to the caller's phone bill.
Twenty two million dollars came in that way. Over the weekend!
At times, the rate of money flowing in through cell phones one half million dollars per hour, which goes to show - many contributors offering small amounts can yield a big result. That's how taxes work.
Yesterday, in Dusseldorf, Rudolf Elmer testified about offshore tax evasion. He's something of an expert on the subject, having run such money-maniuplating operations for a Swiss bank. Elmer says cross-border tax dodges amount to "the biggest theft among societies and neighbor states in this world", and he admitted helping clients evade billions in taxes by electronically routing money through Switzerland and the Caribbean.
So it appears that technology has given us a variety of buttons we can push - some on our banker's desk and some in our own pockets. And with these buttons, we can send money to hide or to help ... in the Caribbean.
It may turn out that those who sent their money into tropical hiding will rue the day, but I have yet to hear from anyone who regrets offering assistance to people in distress. I think I know which type of money juggler I'd rather be.
Have you ever hidden something so thoroughly you couldn't find it again?
Are you kidding? I am the queen of "I'll just put it here so I'll know where to find it later" and then, although I can remember saying that to myself, I can't remember where I put the item in question. I am still looking for the little dusting attachment to the vaccuum cleaner!
Morning Heartlanders!
No kidding! I can lose something, find it and think I'm moving it to a more likely place and lose it all over again.
Unfortunately this morning I seem to have a hamster lost/loose in the bedroom recently vacated by my exchange student which I also lost.
Any suggestions on how to find that hamster, RH?
good one, sherriliee
i, too, have lost many things. but not because i have put them away; i put them down while i am using them, walk off and forget. or i put something (usually drill bits, screws, fasteners) down while working in the barn, some goat picks it up and it's gone. no big piles of money, though. i think i'd remember that.
good morning, All!
(Dodger was named after her mother, Dodgeball - don't ask, i didn't name her - so no one was saying anything about her character. but Angel would be a big stretch for her)
Dale, i don't suppose "Devil or Angel" is in the ligrary, please? was that Bobby Vee?
i'll be back in about 7:45 thanks
Cynthia...when I used to have hamsters (& gerbils & mice...), they all liked peanut butter. Good luck!
All: you should go to the end of yesterday's blog and see Donna's final statement on bothersome guests.
tim: my wife likes your Wii Life game very much. Also, tim you should see my last post from last Friday re our extended tea discussion.
Okay, Dr. Bloat: I've been waiting 20 hours or so to hear how you cured Dodger--come on -- how? And are you still milking dream?
Dale--only a child in his 50'a asks that question. Just you wait.
My wife hides, not loses, hides, presents that she buys months in advance and then cannot find them. When we moved 5 years ago we found about 10 hidden presents, most of which she could not remember for whom they were meant.
I started another new drug yesterday which is making me fuzzy headed. So who can guess where I will hide things today. For one thing with this new drug I hid some sleep last night that I bet I find miraculously here in the office abour mid day.
Good Morning All,
I certainly have a lot of problems remembering things. I must have hidden something and forgot where I hid it, but a can't remember if I have ever done this.
I have been trying to remember the name of a band that was interviewed on either Radio Heartland or the Morning Show. I think the name is Tresomething, maybe TreVald, but I can't find a band by this name on the internet. I have been able to find a web site for this band in the past.
I wanted to find this band because I like their music which includes both folk and classical influences. They are a trio with violin, bass, guitar and other instruments. They are a local band.
It happens too often that I misplace something in this manner for me to be able to immediately think of any single example. :-)
How about the Tom Waits song "Please Call Me Baby", please? It has the lyric "If I exorcise my devils well my angels may leave too". I think it is on The Heart of Saturday Night.
Good morning, all!
Hiding so well is not age related. Middle school children (I took an informal poll) have a real knack for being unable to find things they and only they have handled, which they have cleverly hidden in plain view.
Their ability to relocate the item can be reactivated by an offer of the Mom Finding Service for the fee of $.25 for each item found.
I did manage to so cleverly conceal the spare car keys that they could not be found for over a year after I REALLY needed them, because I had lost the main set at the Science Museum (turns out the staff there was better at locating my keys than I was)-they did not charge me a finders fee, but paying for parking over night was a bit stiff.
Clyde, for fun, I googled your new med and found it is actually spelled Sevilla, which I should think would improve your opera skills (singing or appreciating, only you will know) as both Figaro and Camen came from Seville-maybe you will take up bull-fighting? goat-fighting? (all the show and no nasty ending).
Actually it's Sevella, but my dr., to these old ears, was saying civilla. So I went with it on the blog yesterday. I would have to OD something very potent to have any singing skills. My previous one was Cymbalta, with which you can make a musical connection. Who names these drugs? And why are there 3 names for each, so that when the nurse asks me if I'm taking a certain drug I go "No" and then she says that I am but maybe I call it something else. So then I aks her why she asks if she knows. And why are they all hung up on my birthday, are they fixated on my age? [yes, I know really know why they ask]. I have started asking then when theirs is.
By the way, there is really a big problem with rich people hidding their money so it will not be taxed. They found a way to put the guy who blew the whistle on a UBS money hidding scheme in jail for 40 months, but none of the people who got caught doing this are in jail. This should be a big story that every one knows about, but there is hardly any news coverage about this. They have collected close to a billion dollars in fines associated with this situation at UBS
Greetings! My experience is exactly like Barb and Sherrilee's. But if Jim or the boys can't find something they ask me where it is!
But last night took the cake. We were about to leave for sparring, but I couldn't find car keys. I called Jim at work -- and sure enough, he had pocketed both sets of car keys. Why do they sell used cars with only ONE car key?
I've always thought the naming of things would be a very fun job to have-color names especially. Personal favorite was "I'm not a Waitress Red" nail polish.
Do you think we could cleverly hide enough Civilla in the drinking fountains on Capitol Hill?
Cynthia, how goes the hamster hunt?
Sherrilee, thanks for the tip...I put the cage on the floor with the door open, put an almost empty peanut butter jar in...voila! Hamster is back in his cage in his bed.
Now to find the piece of the plastic cage that is missing and the escape route.
Dale, please lose that weather report you just read...find a better one, please.
I have reached a stage in my life where, as one friend quips, I could hide my own Easter eggs.
Barb in Blackhoof - like you, I lose a lot of tools, without goats to blame for their loss. I once "lost" a driver bit for my drill for a year...found it on my dresser (doesn't everyone keep driver bits on their dresser?). I bet it came out of a pocket with the thought that I would bring it downstairs later...much later, it seems.
Clyde - sorry to hear to new drug is making you fuzzy headed. Hopefully that will get better.
I always put leftovers and unlabeled varieties of flours and meats in the freezer swearing I won't forget what they are, but I always forget, so I sort of hide things from myself even though they are there in plain sight. We are gearing up for another snow storm this weekend. Its been foggy for three days, which is weird and usually a sign of impending snow. I wish we could lose our weather forcast, too.
i am breaking my vow of silence on the goats (what silence? you may well ask - just funnin' ya)
Cly de Curiosite' : yes, i'm still milking Dream - over 3 quarts/day. and re Dodger's indigestion: maybe before you were on the blog much, Ms. Donna dubbed me "professor bleat." (probably because i am sometimes the Cliff Clavin of the TB blog) so i was making a play with that by becoming professor bloat. i DID fix Dodger - caught it early - by massaging her left flank (over the top of her rumen) firmly down and toward her neck. burp, burp, buuuuuuurrrrrrrp! and she was all better :-)
Dale, did you ever think we'd be discussing bloat remedies on your blog? i'm sorry.
professor bloat
good job finding your hamster, Cynthia!
Honestly, I'm delighted to know "Professor Bloat" is part of our online community. It speaks of earthy sophistication - a rare combination.
Jim,
We interviewed a trio called "Project Trio" this past fall in the studio (bass, cello and flute). They're now called simply, Project, and are from New York. (www.whatisproject.org)
And treVeld is a very good local string trio that we play on Radio Heartland as well, but we haven't interviewed them.(www.treveld.com)
Hope that helps!
Thanks for the Waits!
Thanks Mike,
I found the treVeld web site using the info from you. Also, the interview you and Dale did with Project Trio is very much appreciated. I didn't know about them and didn't know they would be in town. I went to their concert after hearing your interview and really liked the concert.
Morning Heartlanders! HAH! Got you all beat. I managed to carry around a set of car/house keys of a friend for about 9 months without knowing it, so in essence, I lost HER keys but actually had them in a zippered pocket of my own purse the entire time. I would swear under oath that I did not put her keys in my purse - but then how could they possibly have gotten there? I don't know which was worse - watching my friend scramble to get copies of keys made, frantically searching high and low as she did, or finding the darn things and having to admit to her they were in my blasted purse! That she chose to forgive rather than strangle me is a testimony to her extremely kind heart. Thanks, Tara!
Do you have a song in the library that has to do with forgiving a friend, Dale?
Once I was traveling 450 miles by car with my precocious parakeet. It was a hot, sunny day as I pulled into a gas station in Rockville, IN. Somehow I locked my keys in the car with the bird. I knew it was getting dangerously hot in there since I could see Pete panting on the dashboard. I usually hide a key in a magnetic box outside the car for emergencies but couldn't find it. Then I remembered the bad luck I've had losing those things. Logically, I would have used a different way. I looked around again and found a dirty piece of duct tape inside the bumper. It had a key under it.
My car window and Pete were saved.
I hide chocolate from myself, and am sometimes delighted to be, say, sitting on the couch and start looking for a pencil under the cushions and pull up some chocolate...
On the other hand I also (usually) remember where a lot of Husband's stuff IS, and frequently direct him to it. Other women have said that is true for them. This phenomenon has led Rosanne Barr to say in a comdey sketch, "The uterus is not a tracking device."
When my son was a creeping crawler of about 10 months, he took my keys and stuffed them up into the underside of a dining room chair. I looked and looked, thinking I had misplaced them, and eventually got a replacement set. Shortly after,my son crawled under the table and proudly pulled out the original set.
clyde, i will get the name of the super green tea that my officve manager likes. we were in china and in the hangzhou part of the country, kind of near shanghai they grow the best tea in the world according to tea afficienados. its pricey but he loves it and can tell the difference. me, if you give me lipton with a vartation in the water sources i think im getting exotic.
wii life ... has some merit. my other idea is to interrupt a wii game in the middle and the players have to do 4 math probles or answer a spanish question. something to make their braion work. i think it could be very benificial and siccessful but i don't know how to implement it. ask your son the game guy if he'd like to colaborate. i am serious about this one.
Larry - Great story - I've had a similar experience, without the parakeet.
Cynthia - too bad about losing the exchange student, but on the upside, now you'll be able to blog more often. :)
Dale - thanks for the lovely selection of songs this morning in honor of Kate McGarrigle. I am so sad to learn she's not with us anymore.
Thanks, Dale, for "Never Drive You Away" from Gospel at Colonus. It was perfect! Since you gave a 20 minute window for the playing of the song there was enough time to reach my friend,Tara, and clue her in to what was going on. She has dial-up internet, so couldn't get the stream going well enough to listen BUT she could listen via the phone - Ah, technology! She had the good grace to laugh at the memory of the 'lost keys', and expressed her appreciation of your choice of music. Thanks again!
Lost money...
There's a story in my family that one of my uncles buried a jar of money by a tree above our house way back when he was a kid; so like in the 1930's...
Been looking for that jar ever since.
I'm on the family farm that he grew up on... my Dad looked for it... my brother had a metal detector; he looked for it... just last fall we cut down the tree and had the stump ground up and I looked for it... nope; never found it.
Buried Treasure indeed...
Barb--there is a scientist who has figured out that the methane in the atmosphere, of which there is a lot, is the result of cud-chewers' flatulence.
Dale--love "earthy sophistication" a better oxymoron than the one I put up yesterday. I did some research on the word "swale" and learned I have the meaning exactly wrong, result of my childhood; my father called a part of one our fields a swale, meaning a slow rise, not a shallow ditch or marsh, as it means.
tim--thanks. I'm not all that sophisticated about tea either. I cannot tell green teas apart. But I can tell Lipton from the good black teas at Tea Source. Do you know the Tea Source? I will ask my son when his life settles down, which will be awhile.
Ben--keep digging
Larry-great story; tell us more of them .
i don't know the tea source but i can navigate highlad park pretty well. in all honesty i can tell the good black teas form the lipton but havent got the i's dotted and the t"s (no pun intended) crossed when it comes to knowing the difference between the darjeeling the aasam the ceylon english breakfast irish breakfast etc... i like em all. let me know when next visit with 10 extra minutes comes around and i will make a point of getting over to the tea source 752 cleveland when you are around.
Barbara in Robbinsdale, you've noticed I have more time to blog? Tis true!
yes, Cly de Doom
we know about methane and i do feel especially guilty for that last, really big burp that Dodger did. i think the temps here in Blackhoof went up a couple degrees that day and one of the ice bergs in Spring Lake melted.
tim: sounds excellent. I do not have any idea when we will be getting up. Tea Source is right off of the main corner of HP, around the corner from Second Hand Books, which is how we stumbled on TS. They have about 250 kinds fo tea to buy in bulk or served there (small shop). I asked the woman for a good black tea and she said try this we have on sale. Been buying it ever since. I carry the name in my wallet for when we go back.
I envy that you have been to China. I read travel essays, many on China, currently one about the Silk Road.
What part of the Cities do you live in?
Off topic, but thank you for the McGarrigle songs. Of course, you and Jim Ed introduced me to them for the first time many years ago. Cheminant a La Ville is one of my all time favorite songs, even though I don't speak French.
"Got to keep your mind on the maps
Feet on the ground and your eyes on the traps
Jewels that shine and pleasures that blind
Ties that bind and you're left behind"
thats not off topic scott. what a great quote for a great lady. thanks for your contribution and remembrance.
clyde. china is a gereat place to visit. the silk raod had to be something way back when,
it is amazing how much has changed in the 20 years i have been going
i live in the eden prarie corner of the cities. 7 on the clock face