Does Candy Have a Place in Nostalgia?
What is the definition of nostalgia? According to Webster's, it means "a longing to go back to one's home, homesickness" or " a longing for something far away or long ago". Or how about this one: " longing for former happy circumstances". Does candy have a place in nostalgia? What kinds of things bring back those sweet memories for you? Certain smells, the name of someone dear, a picture. An old movie or television show. Just recently, I re-read my "travel diaries". I did quite a bit of traveling while growing up and it was a lot of fun to read what I had written. To remind myself of my family, the places we visited, the games we played.
Find The Perfect Coffee To Pair With Dad s Style - Father s Day Gift
Much ado nowadays pairing gourmet coffees with matching desserts, or chocolate varieties. We've discovered something new for you to pair. Why not pair a premium coffee with the unique and individual personality of someone you care about. Dads are all so different. For a fun change of gift-giving pace, this Father's day find the perfect gift for "character" Interestingly every coffee has its own character profile, it's own nature. Wouldn't it be a novel and interesting thought to match the style of a coffee gift, to Dad's own very special style? YOUR SWEET DAD Let's take for example, Dad has a very sweet disposition, very low key, never a mean word shall pass his lips;
Prices At The Pump Are A Gasly Problem
The price of stamps rose two cents on Monday, but this news has been completely overshadowed by the fact that gas is running at a national average of $3.71 per gallon, which is 35 cents more than it was just a month ago. My initial reaction to this statistic was, of course, "In your face, stamps! I hope you don't want my two cents, stamps! " But then I realized that the rise in price is actually a bad thing, so I apologized to my stamps by mailing a lot of letters to myself. If gas continues to rice 35 cents per gallon each month, that means that one year from now, we will be looking at gas prices of $7.
My Life Story on The Big Screen!
When the final chapter in my life's story has been written and work on the screenplay for the movie begins, someone will be faced with the difficult assignment of deciding who will play me on the big screen. It won't be an easy task because it will take an actor of the first water to capture the true essence of me. My life has had the same assortments of successes and failures, tears, both of joy and of sorrow, grand excitement and heart-rending disappointments as everyone else in this world. I can say though, in all honesty I've never been bored a day in my life! I guess I've been thoroughly blessed to have survived in this world as long as I have without the benefit of a burning desire for anything, leaving me slightly out of step with all the movers and shakers of this world.
3 Ways to Spot a Tourist
The Memorial Day weekend is behind us and you know what that means. It means they need to come up with a way to make the Tuesday after Memorial Day a holiday, too. Write your Congressman today, unless he's being indicted for hiring call girls, tax evasion or not recycling. It also means that if you live in an area where people come to visit for the summer, it's time to put on your smiley faces. As a lifelong resident of the Jersey shore, I know the pain and anguish that many of you fellow residents are going through now that the unofficial beginning of summer is here. I'm talking about the dreaded "Attack of the Killer Tourists.
Get Your Aunt Fanny Kicks
I'm pretty sure I've been scarred for life. Or maybe it's scared. I seriously live in deep fear that one day, Aunt Fanny will show up at my door and demand that I pay her money ---for what, I am not sure. But these are the things nightmares are made of.... Memories of Aunt Fanny are still very vivid. I spent a lot of time around this changeling to know that it was always the unpredictable that made going to her house an adventure. It was never the same place twice. Furniture would be in other places, my cousins would have switched bedrooms, someone would be living in the basement, and, just in case, if in fact the cops came to the door, don't answer it!
The Souvenir Smashed Penny Collector
To be a souvenir smashed-penny collector; I can't think of a hobby too much finer than that. This collector has an elusive goal; find every last souvenir smashed penny that exists in the country, in North America, in the world. There is something special about a smashed-penny collector. He is always on the hunt. He drives down I-5 in California's Central Valley. He is headed to Los Angeles but sees a sign diverting to Yosemite. The idea hits, "I bet there is a penny-smashing machine in the park. Wow! Yosemite, what a great one to add." All of a sudden a mundane trip takes him on a quest.
Befriend The Janitor In Your Building
Below is a quote from the movie The Barbershop. I replaced the word "barber" with "janitor". "See, in my day, a janitor was more than just somebody who sit around in a FUBU shirt with his drawers hanging all out. In my day, a janitor was a counselor. He was a fashion expert. A style coach. Pimp. Just general all-around hustler. But the problem with y'all cats today, is that you got no skill. No sense of history." The Janitor. The person you pass in the hallway everyday. He (or she) is not exactly an international man (or woman) of mystery nor is he the ignorable ghost some treat him as. Don't picture him as the person who dances with the dookie rather envision a vintage soul that posses a key to any problem and can polish up an issue no matter how grimy it is.
Hector Berlioz And The Train Wreck
The great composer Hector Berlioz was known for his ornate dreams of grandeur, which many thought bordered on insanity. He invented orchestra instruments when the normal ones weren't big enough. For example, Berlioz often assembled orchestras that numbered into the hundreds of players. For one such ensemble he needed more bass, and, after all, who doesn't? But the great Hector Berlioz decided to invent the "octobass, " a giant string bass that played a full octave below the normal string bass, and had a bow so large that it had to be outfitted with a device resembling an oarlock. It was eight feet tall.
Commuting - As Old As The Wheel
Commuting. The very word conjures up visions of frustration and long lines of vehicular madness.The idea is as old as man, even predating the invention that is responsible for our present state of insanity. The wheel. Before the appearance of these circular objects, mans' mobility was limited to that of his lower appendages. In the process of time, our Homo Sapient ancestor would eventually tire from having to lug around his paltry but necessary possessions and come up with a better means of haulage. His wife would aptly become a source of contention in this matter of constant uprooting. Now that he had something he could roll around on terra firma, he set about finding a practical use for the wheel.