The Rock Wall

Posted December 13, 2012 at 10:02 am

I was horrified when the first person asked me why I ran the same Rock Wall again as the week before. I quickly went to look at the newspaper. Then I started trying to figure out how the unthinkable happened. I knew I had written a new one as I do each week.

I called Kimball who assembled the troops. A person admitted to leaving it on the front page thinking they would remember to replace it – exactly why we have the rule to never leave anything on a page in the computer.

I would like to be able to assure you it will never happen again. I can only tell you I don’t want it to.

- With the bank robbery/burglary, convenience store theft stories swirling around in the past two weeks, I thought you might appreciate a “what not to do” pointer.

Thursday after the bank robbery, a respected businessman returned to his office to find two FBI agents waiting to see him. They asked him about a text message he had sent to his daughter: “Liberty Bank robbed. Now I have cash.”

He thought it was funny. He said to himself, “Uh oh” when the agents didn’t.

They asked his fellow workers if he was there in the office at the time of the robbery. They confirmed that he was.

Later I learned from a law enforcement person what happened: The cell phone equipment malfunctioned and sent the text to the wrong person.

- I picked this up from Jeremy Barger’s NEVC coach’s report: “The only time success comes before work is in the dictionary.” – Vince Lombardi. I asked Jeremy who said, “Yeah that’s my favorite quote of all time, and so true.”

- Someone sent me this which might help if you are on a diet:

Yesterday I was at my local store buying a large bag of dog chow for my loyal pet, Jake the Wonder Dog, and was in the check-out line when a woman behind me asked if I had a dog.

I’m retired and have little to do. On impulse I told her that no, I didn’t have a dog, I was starting the Dog Chow Diet again. I added that I probably shouldn’t, because I ended up in the hospital last time, but that I’d lost 50 pounds on the diet before I awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms.

I told her that it was essentially a Perfect Diet and that the way that it works is to load your pants pockets with dog chow nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry. The food is nutritionally complete so it works well and I was going to try it again. (I have to mention here that practically everyone in line was now enthralled with my story.)

Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care because the dog food poisoned me. I told her no, I stopped to “use” a fire hydrant and a car hit me.

KL