Our thoughts are mere drops in the bucket. Here are my candid views on life, marriage, motherhood, children, religion, politics, and relationships . . . and some photography and poetry mixed in for good measure. Enjoy.
Thrift store DEFINITION: A non-profit or for-profit retail establishment selling previously owned, second-hand items ranging from clothes, housewares, appliances, books, electronics, and miscellanea. Donations to thrift stores are usually tax-deductible. Here Wikipedia's international description of a thrift store, also known as a charity shop. The thrift store was always an exciting place to go growing up. We didn’t have a lot of money, so every couple of months, we’d hit the local thrift store for clothing and other supplies. This is a picture of the thrift store I remember the most. It’s the RAD Thrift Store, located at 215 West Main Street, Santa Maria, California. There is a smell to thrift stores (at least all the thrift stores that I have ever visited). It smells like body odor, mildew, disinfectant, perhaps ages of perfumes, cigarette smoke, dank attics, danker basements, and lastly, I suppose it smells like poverty. I can remember running through the aisles
Ever since I picked up my first Isaac Asimov novel, I have been fascinated with robotics and what they could mean to the future of humanity. ( Wikipedia.com has a very concise description of the field and its evolution) What always struck me in my pursual of this topic was that robots were always slated to be of service to man. For example, the Robot Institute of America defines a robot as a programmable, multi-functional manipulator designed to move material, parts, tools, or specialized devices, through variable programmed motions, for the performance of a variety of tasks. Like Asimov, I thought they could be so much more -- human. When I started my education in the computer science field, my ultimate goal was to become an artificial intelligence/robotics engineer. The ethical dilemmas and concerns presented by Asimov in his novels, particularly in his Law of Robotics, heightened the interest and enthusiasm I felt when following the advancement of robotics. My interest was
Background In November 2009, I started experiencing pain in the middle of my right buttock. It would start really late in the day, and I would just go to bed at that point and wake up fine the next morning. Over the next few weeks, the pain would start earlier in the evening until it would happen at work. I would take an over-the-counter (OTC) pain reliever and feel some relief. In December 2009 and January 2010, the pain began to curl down the back of my right thigh and my toes started tingling. Laying down, walking around, and taking an OTC would give me some relief. So would going to sleep. In January, I woke up and I was already in pain, and that is what prompted me to see my primary care physician (PCP). My PCP said that I had the symptoms of sciatica and prescribed me neural medicine and a non-narcotic pain medicine. They didn't really help, so after a few weeks, he prescribed me some ibuprofen and submitted an authorization for me to get an x-ray and physical therapy.