Viral Vicissitudes

Ai finders "Oh, the places you may go..." And the people you might (not ) see...at least not recognize. Where this whole thing, may take us, if we take it too far. Siriusly… “Ur in a heap…” of ruins. Told you that if you went back in time far enough, as in the Book of Joshua, you'd find evidence in the form of ruins... "And so it goes..." that according to the biblical account..."the men of Ai, thinking they will have another easy victory..." was far from being certain. Perhaps there's still hope... "Only time...Tell" coincidence or providential, that the Ai's ruins are commonly thought to be in the modern-day archeological site of Et-Tell...in the West Bank of a place that came to be called Palestine. See how far we've come? (and how far we have left to go, in making peace, with it?) 

how “Dear John” got "Hi Jacked" Omni-present - From “Jumping Jack Flash” which was no doubt played by the acclaimed DJ “Wolfman Jack…” and which became a political war cry “You’re no Jack…” So many references it’s forced our hand, to always keep an eye open, for Jack…see where I’m coming from? Well dear John did finally get his day as in becoming almost as appreciated as the one that replaced him. I mean, when was the last time you overheard someone coming into a restaurant asking, “Where is your Jack at, I really gotta go…” Get my downward drift...  John is to Jack, as Jane is to Jill... all downhill from here.

House broken 2.0 Let alone... All those security measures... Remote controls... that allow us to once again, to monitor things around the house, now that more of us called back, to the brick and mortar walled in office (or whatever cubicles are made of these days) Pet Smart … that will take a bite out of your household budget …ouch, that smarts!  We’re talking homeland security that absorb most of our other securities, landing us...elsewhere (you'd think we have enough to worry about around home, before tinkering in the affairs of others)

Space Savors and Favors: "the more things change...." They (the stats) say... that aerospace engineering and the associated Space force continues, despite the gradual increase in females into the designing and building of spacecrafts, and those now donning (going to have to come up with a gender neutral name) a spacesuit, to be a male dominated profession. Once they (the female fellow travelers) are welcome aboard, however, the whole direction of space travel takes a different trajectory. Just a few examples to show you, the earthbound, that they continue to be a force of nature, are the following outtakes from the most recent mission..."Lost in space...?! didn't I tell you to stop for directions, now we're a few light years off our schedule...and for the last time, can you please put the seat down?!" So much for the male dominant gene.

Working stiffs  At least we’re feeling it… stiffed. that is. Being called back, punching in, after being allowed all the flexibility of working from whatever remote location, even on vacation… well,  time to do some reps and rotations…even take what’s called a circuitous route, to work. Oh well, if you have to go back to the mundane work station, you can at least vary your routine, especially as in a change, in altitude... Modern in-conveniences... you think you got it bad…how would you feel, after enduring a ten-day commute, wearing the same suit, without dependable indoor plumbing, only to encounter “No public restroom”. A close number two - believing you are the first to arrive, only to find “Occupied” on the door. “Moon You!”  (“Lost in Space” and other signs that the more things change…next exit) 

This space, left intentionally...empty. Everyone was encountered such times... that they either came unprepared (e.g., no dish to pass) or came with their arms full, went home empty handed, having gained nothing. But then there came such a time that coming upon an empty tomb, was a reminder of the Word fulfilled.  Happy Easter