Beer Belly

My neighbor’s hobby is visiting various breweries — locally, and wherever he might be while traveling. Usually a few times a week, we get together in the late afternoon and discuss things in general and often solve some of the world’s problems over a couple of beers. Recently, during those sessions, he’s been drinking iced tea. I didn’t think much about it for a while, but I asked him why no beer… he told me that he was trying to lose some weight and he was cutting out beer for a while. 

I’ve alway heard that drinking beer will give you a “beer belly.” I’ve never thought much about it, but I know some beer drinkers that definitely have a beer belly. But — I know beer drinkers that definitely don’t have a whopping waistline. So, I figured this called for some extensive research. After all, it is an important topic. 

The Czech Republic is the world champion in per capita beer consumption. In 2007 a team of Czech researchers studied 2,000 male and female beer drinkers. They found no direct link between obesity and the amount of beer one consumes. Obviously, that doesn’t mean that beer can’t make you fat — it can. Beer contains plenty of calories, but beer on its own apparently isn’t the culprit.

In 1992, Swiss physiologists determined that alcohol in the bloodstream can slow the body’s ability to burn fat by about 30 percent. That means that high-fat foods become even more powerful when combined with alcohol. And if you think about it, in a room full of beer drinkers, a plate of salad doesn’t get much attention but bowls of potato chips and cheeseburgers usually disappear pretty fast.

I also found a recent study in Italy that suggests that some men are genetically predisposed to develop a sizable midsection — doesn’t matter what they choose to eat or drink. 
So, the (my) conclusion is that beer can play a role in the development of a beer belly — but, it’s not a requirement to get one.
Not sure my neighbor will agree with my findings……
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June 13, 2024

Happy Birthday, Menoi,
I talk about you a lot and tell stories about you and all the fun things you did. I’ve come to the realization that you were the “fun” in the family. Without you around I have to work a little harder to entertain myself.
I hope you know that I’m trying each day to be better — I gave up on any idea that I could ever be as good as you were…. I’m not sure anyone could.

When you went to Heaven, not only me, but a lot of people lost their best friend. I don’t know how you managed to have so many best friends. I can never fill that role, but I’m trying to stay in touch with many of them. I don’t think they expect much from me, so maybe I’m living up to their expectations. 
Every minute, every single day, and every night, I think about you. You are the one who gave my life meaning and helped me face my worries. You helped me learn a lot of lessons and things to believe.
The best day of my life was the day you came into it, and the worst day was the day you departed. When you last let go of my hand was when all my joy vanished.

It will never be the same without you here — I miss you so much. But today is about you — and I intend to celebrate. Since God chose to bring you back so soon, He better be throwing you a big party.
I love you.
Happy, Happy Birthday!!!!
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Labels

When out daughter was about 2 or 3 years old, she went to a pumpkin patch with some friends. She came home with this huge pumpkin. I asked where she got it and she said she won it. I asked her how and she said she guessed how many labels it was and she came the closest and she won.
I was a bit confused and asked her again, and she told me she guessed how many tables it was and she won the pumpkin. 

The friends had a pamphlet advertising the pumpkin patch and one of the attractions was to guess the weight of this big pumpkin — the one guessing closest, in pounds, would win the pumpkin. When I looked at the brochure, it said, “Guess the weight — closest guess to the No. of lbs. wins the pumpkin.”

So I figured out where the “labels” came from — but when I tried to explain to Kelly (2 or 3 years old) that lbs. was the abbreviation for pounds, she looked at me like I was stupid and just went on about her business like 2 or 3 year olds do. 
I didn’t try to explain to her that the abbreviation “lb.” comes from the Latin word for pound, “libra.”
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Revenge

Oliver Cromwell was an interesting character.
Probably the one thing that made him the most interesting to me is this:
He was hanged and decapitated in 1661. He died in 1658.

Ok — I probably have your attention by now.
Oliver Cromwell was best known for being Lord Protector of the Commonwealth of England, Scotland and Ireland after the defeat of King Charles I in the Civil War. He was one of the main signatories on Charles I’s death warrant. After the execution of King Charles I, Cromwell led the Commonwealth of England. 

Oliver Cromwell died on September 3rd, 1658. His death was due to complications relating to a form of malaria, and kidney stone disease. Cromwell appointed his son, Richard, as his successor. But Richard was not as successful at leadership as his father and in May 1659, just 9 months after his father’s death, he renounced power. 

King Charles II was restored as King of England — this was known as the restoration. Charles decreed that Cromwell be disinterred from where he was buried in Westminster Abbey, and that he be “executed” — despite already being dead — for regicide (killing a king.)

Cromwell’s body was removed from his grave and hanged in chains, before being beheaded. His head was placed on a spike above Westminster Hall.
During a storm in 1685, his head apparently fell from the spike and was thrown to the ground. According to various stories, since then the head has been reported to be in various hands, in various private and museum collections — it’s even supposedly been put on display numerous times. Eventually it was buried at Sydney Sussex College at Cambridge University. 
As you can imagine, there are several versions of this story, but they all agree that Oliver Cromwell was removed from his grave to be executed…..
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Mohammed

Two or three years ago, there was a presentation at our church discussing the differences between the Koran and the Bible. I thought it was very interesting and the intent was to give both “sides” a better understanding of each other. I’m really not sure that it accomplished that much, because as usual, neither side listened with an open mind.

But anyhow, I thought that the story of Mohammed, the author of the Koran, was pretty interesting in and of itself….
Arabia, in the sixth century A.D., was in a pretty disorganized state of affairs. There were multiple tribes always fighting and stealing from each other. And in between wars, men mostly passed the time with drunken orgies and gambling.It seemed like the prevalent attitude was to live for pleasure today, because tomorrow you might lose everything.

That was the state of Arabia when Mohammed was born in 569 A.D.. He was always serious and as he grew up he thought more about spiritual things. One night (in 610 A.D.) while Mohammad was asleep in his cave, the angel Gabriel showed up and told him that he — Mohammed — was a messenger of Allah (the Arabic word for God.) At first, Mohammed thought it was just a bad dream. But the vision kept coming back, and always with the same command: to become the prophet of his people, and to bring them a new religion that would end the fighting and bring people together — it was to be called Islam, from the Arabic word for “peace.”
So Mohammed started preaching and made a few converts, but he also made dangerous enemies, especially among the wealthy upper classes, who didn’t like being told that no one was better than anyone else as far as Allah was concerned.

In 622 A.D.,a group of citizens from the city of Medina visited Mohammed. They were looking for a strong leader and Mohammed accepted their invitation and moved to Medina with 200 of his followers. That migration is called the Hijra and is so important in the history of Islam that the Muslim calendar starts numbering from that year.
When Mohammed rode into Medina, every family begged him to stop and make his home near them. But Mohammed didn’t want hurt anyone’s feelings, so he said he’d leave it up to the camel he was riding. Where the camel stopped, that’s where Mohammed dismounted and built his home.

Mohammed often used his talent for diplomacy when dealing with Medina’s hostile neighbors — and when that failed, he was equally screwed in running military campaigns. Over about a ten year period, using Medina as his home base, he gained more and more converts to Islam, defeated his enemies, and brought the tribes of Arabia together into a single nation.
He was, and remained, a modest, down-to-earth man. Even after his victories brought him great power, he lived a simple life. He usually did his own chores, and was often seen mending clothes, milking goats, or shopping in the marketplace for his family’s dinner. 

Over a period of 23 years, a little at a time, Mohammed wrote the Koran, the holy book of the Muslims. They believe it continues and completes the stories told in the Old and New testaments. In response to the comments that it was a great miracle that a book like that was written by a nearly illiterate man, Mohammed said that the book was dictated to him by Gabriel.
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Coming Together

Every day when you read the news, there’s always one or more articles about the war in Ukraine, or more recently Israel and the middle east conflicts. There’s always a war going on someplace on the planet, so the fact of a war isn’t really big news. Of course some wars have gotten more publicity and become more “famous” than others over the years. 

One war, or actually, wars, has gotten its fair share of press over the years — the Wars of the Roses. 
The Wars of the Roses were a series of bloody civil wars for the throne of England between two competing royal families: the House of York and the House of Lancaster, both members of the age-old royal Plantagenet family……

To get things started, when King Richard II of England came back from a trip to Ireland, there was somebody else sitting on his throne. And, as they say, the fireworks began.
The Yorks ruled Britain for almost 250 years from 1154 to 1399 — and were successful enough to add Scotland and Wales to the list of countries under British rule. But in 1399 Henry Bolingbroke, of the Lancaster branch of the family, took the throne from his cousin King Richard II, a York.

Henry threw Richard in prison, where he died — probably by starving himself. The whole episode ticked off Richard’s branch of the family to no end. They kept pretty quite because Henry, now King Henry IV, and his son, Henry V, were popular kings (the younger Henry added lots of territory to the British Kingdom including most of France.) Tensions were kept to a minimum between the Lancastrians and Yorkists for a long time after Henry IV took the throne.

It was during the reign of King Henry VI, that England lost control of her holdings in France (thanks in part to Joan of Arc) and unrest began to brew. And there was the question of Henry’s sanity (most thought he was cuckoo) that led to real trouble. Suddenly, it was remembered how Henry VI’s grandfather had taken the throne from Richard II — that was all the Yorkists needed.

The two branches of the Plantagenet family really started carrying on — they sniped at and feuded with each other whenever time and distance permitted. The Lancasters assumed they were the rightful rulers because, let’s face it, possession is nine-tenths of the law. The York side wanted to even the score for Richard’s sake, and for the next 20 years, Merry Olde England wasn’t so merry. Every skirmish between the Lancastrians and the Yorkists was another War of the Roses. 

Finally — in 1471, Henry VI was deposed (probably murdered by the Yorks.) The Yorks took over and put their own Edward IV on the throne. Things were merry again — until — Edward died, leaving behind only an infant son. His name was also Edward, naturally, and he took over the throne as Edward V. But because he was a baby, Edward Jr. wasn’t particularly intimidating. The boys uncle, Richard, one of the folks not intimidated in the least by the baby king, seized the throne as Richard III and little Eddie was never seen or heard from again. Richard III ruled until 1485, during which there were more skirmishes between the Yorkists and Lancastrians, and bad feelings grew throughout the kingdom.

Richard II was generally disliked, so you can probably figure out what his fate was. On August 22, 1485, Henry Tudor defeated King Richard II’s forces at the Battle of Bosworth (which is famous because it signaled the end of the Wars of the Roses — and — because it lasted only two hours…. I’m sure that must be some kind of record.)
Henry Tudor was crowned King Henry VII — he married Elizabeth, the daughter of Edward IV, to unite the two branches of the family. Their son was the famous Henry VIII.

So if you haven’t given up by now, or your computer battery hasn’t failed, and you’re still confused about all the Henrys, Richards, Plantagenets, Yorks, Lancasters, and Tudors — and — the Edwards, you’re not alone. Shakespeare wrote seven plays trying to set the record straight as to the history of the Wars of the Roses. The plays, titled after the Henrys and Richards involved in the wars, are known as Shakespeare’s  history cycle.

If you’re still here, why were they called the Wars of the Roses? Obvious — well, maybe not so obvious — each family, or “house,” had a symbol: the Lancaster’s was the red rose, the York’s was the white rose.
When Henry VII took the throne, he designed what’s called the “Tudor Rose,” a rose with alternating red and white petals signifying the unification of the houses of York and Lancaster.
The Tudor Rose is a common sight in England even today — it is a representation of the merging of two waring houses, and the end of years of conflict.
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AI — Sherlock

You can hardly read a magazine or newspaper or watch TV without running across the topic of Artificial Intelligence. AI is becoming more “humanized” every day. I read the other day that law enforcement organizations are looking more and more to AI to help solve crimes — kind of like an artificial Sherlock Holmes to help them out.

Sherlock Holmes was, of course a fictional detective created by the British author and physician Sir Arthur Ignatius Conan Doyle. He created the character in 1887 and Sherlock Holmes has had quite a following ever since. Even today he has his own official fan club, called the Baker Street Irregulars. In the 20th century so many readers were convinced that Holmes was a real person they sent mail to his address at 221B Baker Street in London. He even has his own page on Facebook.

Doyle claimed that he modeled his famous detective on Dr. Joseph Bell of the University of Edinburg. Doyle had been Bell’s assistant when he was a medical student at the university. Doyle, and everyone else, was awed by Bell’s ability to deduce all kinds of details regarding origins, life histories, and professions of his patients by his acute powers of observation. The doctor had what his students called “the look of eagles” — very little escaped him.Reportedly, he could tell a working man’s trade by the pattern of the calluses on his hands and what countries a sailor had visited by his tattoos.

In 1892, Doyle wrote an appreciative letter to Bell, saying, “It is most certainly to you that I owe Sherlock Holmes.” When Bell was asked about the resemblance between him and Sherlock Holmes, he replied that “Dr. Conan Doyle has, by his imaginative genius, made a great deal out of very little, and his warm remembrance of one of his old teachers has colored the picture.”

Bell wrote an introduction to the 1892 edition of A Study in Scarlet, the story that launched Holme’s career as a sleuth — and, Doyle’s as a writer. By the mid-1890s, Doyle had largely abandoned medicine for the life of a full-time writer.

Dr. Joseph Bell was a fellow of the the Royal College of Surgeons of Edinburgh and the author of several textbooks and one of the founders of modern forensic pathology. The university honored his legacy by establishing the Joseph Bell Centre for Forensic statistics and Legal Reasoning in 2001.
One of the center’s first initiatives was to develop a software program that could aid investigations into suspicious deaths. Police detectives have praised the potential of the software. The software is called — appropriately — Sherlock Holmes.
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He Was A Funny Guy

On April 13, 1844, the New York Sun published a story about the first transatlantic balloon flight. The story said that a Mr. Monck Mason, and his crew in Wales, tried to cross the English Channel, but got caught in a strong wind, and landed in South Carolina. The story described the balloon in great detail, including a discussion of the use of ballast and even information about the amount of gas used.
Then on April 15, the Sun had to admit that the story was a hoax — or all “hot air.”

Actually, there would be no successful transatlantic balloon flight until 1919. But even though the Sun’s story was a hoax, they got a lot of details right. A Mr. Monck Mason did, in fact, cross the English Channel by balloon in 1837, and his balloon was very much like the one described in the story. And on top of that, when someone actually did make the transatlantic crossing, the return flight took exactly the length of time the Sun article had printed — “seventy-five hours from shore to shore.”

The person that submitted the hoax to the Sun knew newspapers wanted to be first with a story. Since there were no telephones or telegraphs to confirm the facts, newspapers would print first and worry about mistakes later. Whoever submitted the balloon hoax story also knew a lot about science and knew how to tell a convincing tale. Guess who that someone was….. Edgar Allan Poe.

Poe’s total wealth amounted to less than $5 when he submitted the story to the Sun. Even in 1844, that was chump change. Poe and his family had just moved to New York, and he had a sick wife and her mother to support. They’d found rooms in a house that he described as “old and buggy.”  It was obvious Poe needed money, but he also loved literary “pranks.” 

The “balloon hoax” wasn’t Poe’s last joke. In 1845, he published another article entitled “The Facts in the Case of M. Valdemar,” which convinced many readers that hypnotism enabled people to communicate with the dead. Poe may have been famous for stories gruesome or grisly, but he was in fact writing what his readers liked best. He was always painted as kind of a dark character, but it seems that he liked a good laugh, too.
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Elementary

Most of us have at least heard of, if not read about, Sherlock Holmes — a famous fictional detective created by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. One of the things Sherlock Holmes is most remembered for is a line that supposedly helped make him famous…. “Elementary, my dear Watson!”

But — the world famous detective never spoke that line. In only two of Doyle’s stories does he even come close. In “The Crooked Man” (1893) Holmes makes his usual array of deductive conclusions, to which his assistant De. Watson exclaims, “Excellent!” Holmes reply is only one word — “Elementary.”
And in “A Case of Identity,” Holmes says, “All this is amusing, though rather elementary, but I must go back to business, Watson.”
I guess sometimes famous quotes become famous, but they’re not really “quotes.”
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Waterbeds

Something you don’t hear much about anymore are waterbeds. Back in the 1970s and maybe early 80s they were fairly popular. Claire’s sister had waterbeds and when visited, we slept on one. Actually, that’s the only time I ever slept on a waterbed. This subject came up the other day when we were discussing things that were once popular but have pretty much just faded away today.

But since I haven’t been terribly busy lately, I thought I’d look into waterbeds….
I found that there is evidence that the Persians slept on goat skins filled with water more than 3,600 years ago — so, I guess the waterbed was actually invented in Persia. 

But in the early 1800s, Neil Arnott (a Scottish physician) invented something called the Hydrostatic Bed — it was basically a trough of water covered with a rubber cloth. It was designed to prevent bedsores. 
The first patent for a waterbed was issued to Dr. William Hooper, of Portsmouth, England, in 1883. His bed resembled a giant hot-water bottle and it turned out to be cold and leaky and it was a complete commercial flop. The first successful waterbed wasn’t produced until the invention of durable, water-proof fibers, like vinyl, came along.

But for some reason, the waterbed has gone the way of the typewriter….I’ve heard you can make a waterbed more bouncy if you use spring water — maybe if the bed manufacturers had pushed that a little harder, they’d still be in business.
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