Timmersomethings Blog Of Random Stuff

TODAY'S MYSTERY QUOTE QUOTE: "Life ought to be a struggle of desire toward adventures whose nobility will fertilize the soul." HINT: (1892-1983), English author, journalist, literary critic and travel writer. RANDOM TIDBITS A recent study indicates when men crave food, they tend to crave fat and salt. When women crave food, they tend to desire chocolate. Aztec emperor Montezuma drank 50 golden goblets of hot chocolate every day. It was thick, dyed red and flavored with chili peppers. Bittersweet chocolate is what is usually called for in baking. It contains more chocolate liquor (at least 35%) and less sugar than sweet chocolate. Semisweet chocolate contains 15% - 35% chocolate liquor. Chocolate syrup was used for blood in the famous 45 second shower scene in Alfred Hitchcock's movie, Psycho, which actually took 7 days to shoot. Chocolate was introduced into the United States in 1765 when cocoa beans were brought from the West Indies to Dorchester, Massachuset...

My second is performed by my first, and, it is thought, a thief by the marks of my whole might be caught. What am I? Right Click on your mouse for the answer.

' The staff here at Timmersomething's Blog Of Random Stuff (That would of couse be me myself and i)would at this moment like to pause and wish a happy mothers day to those tirerless overworked underthanked and often overlooked souls who proudly answer to words such as Mom, Mommy, Grandma, and dear. These wonderful selfless ladies wear many hats. Nurse. Psychologist. Maid. Chef. Grief Counselor. Limo Driver. Homework Coach. Art Critic. Driving Instructor Ect. Ect. I think you get the point. And all too often all these duties go unnoticed and unappreciated. Well not today. Not on the one day set aside just for momma. So here's to you oh fixer of boo boos teller of fairy tales chief cook and bottle washer and all around good egg. We love you MOM. PS. I hope you don't mind but your Mother's Day gift is still at the store. Can i get a ride there so i can pick it up? LOL.

Who says we weren't wild in the old days?!

In the news this week a southern California man was put under 72-hour psychiatric observation when it was found he owned 100 guns and had (by rough estimate) 1-million rounds of ammunition stored in his home. The house also has a secret escape tunnel. The television reporter said: "Wow! He has about a million machine gun bullets" and the headline referred to it as a "massive weapons cache". By California standards someone even owning 100,000 rounds would be called "mentally unstable". If he lived elsewhere, such as Arizona, he'd be called "an avid gun collector". In Nebraska , he'd be called "a novice gun collector". In Utah , he'd be called "moderately well prepared", but they'd probably reserve judgment until they made sure that he had a corresponding quantity of stored food. In Montana , he'd be called "The neighborhood 'Go-To' guy". In Idaho , he'd be called "a likely gu...

A minister passing through his church In the middle of the day, Decided to pause by the altar And see who had come to pray. Just then the back door opened, A man came down the aisle, The minister frowned as he saw The man hadn't shaved in a while. His shirt was kinda shabby And his coat was worn and frayed, The man knelt, he bowed his head, Then rose and walked away. In the days that followed, Each noon time came this chap, Each time he knelt just for a moment, A lunch pail in his lap. Well, the minister's suspicions grew, With robbery a main fear, He decided to stop the man and ask him, 'What are you doing here?' The old man said, he worked down the road. Lunch was half an hour Lunchtime was his prayer time, For finding strength and power. 'I stay only moments, see, Because the factory is so far away; As I kneel here talking to the Lord, This is kinda what I say: 'I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD, HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN, SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRI...