Forbidden Planet

Don't you understand? You're on every street - you're in their homes. You've got their children. Of course they're gonna fight." The Doctor explaining to a Cyberman why humans are not acquiescing to their presence. From the Doctor Who Series 2 episode Doomsday. Image recycled from a previous post .

A woman died and went to heaven. As she stood in front of St. Peter at the Pearly Gates, she saw a huge wall of clocks behind him. She asked, "What are all those clocks?" St. Peter answered, "Those are Lie-Clocks. Everyone on Earth has a Lie-Clock. Every time you lie the hands on your clock will advance one minute." "Oh," she said, "whose clock is that?" "That's Mother Teresa's. The hands have never moved, indicating that she never told a lie." "Incredible," she said. "And whose clock is that one?" St. Peter responded, "That's Abraham Lincoln's clock. The hands have moved twice, telling us that Abe told only two lies in his entire life." "Where's [insert favourite politician's name] clock?" she asked. "Oh [insert favourite politician's name]'s clock is in Jesus' office. He's using it as a ceiling fan."

Winter. Spring. Summer. Fall. Normal grammar rules state these words are not to be capitalized (unless used at the beginning of a sentence, naturally). I think that is wrong. I love to capitalize the names of the seasons. So, I often, deliberately, break the rule when writing. Yesterday was a very warm Spring day. It got up to 25C (77F).

Today is Tania's birthday and she is 8 years old. I still remember when she was born, when I held her in my arms. She is my princess and always will be, no matter how old we get. Picture is of Tania and two of her cousins. Photo credit: Richard of Forbidden Planet.

I can control my action. I cannot control the outcome. I can control my reaction.

Jason asked me this about a month after my mom died. I told him that it wouldn't be until the resurrection and Second Coming (my eschatological beliefs include Jesus coming again to judge the living and the dead, the resurrection of the body and life everlasting - it should be a pretty standard, non-controversial Christian belief). Jason then started praying, "... and I pray daddy won't die." I had to explain to him that everyone will die and that if he prays for me not to die, then he will be disappointed, because I will. We all will. Now he has changed his prayer to, "... and I pray daddy will not be too old." I guess that is better. Image nabbed from here .

noun the raising of hairs on the skin as a result of cold, fear, etc; GOOSEFLESH. [late Latin horrilation-, horripilatio , from Latin horripilare to bristle, be shaggy, from horrēre to bristle, tremble + pilusa hair] Definition taken from the Penguin English Dictionary .