There is a new term in Vikings country: “Minnesota Miracle.” (Because of a last few seconds touchdown to go ahead, the Vikings are in the challenge to go to the Super Bowl—thus, a miracle.)
An East Coast weatherman has added a new word to the English vocabulary: “Bomb cyclone.” The temperature went from 60 above to seven below in 24 hours—thus the term “bomb cyclone.” He has even appeared on talk shows and late night shows with his “bomb cyclone.”
On a Saturday morning our thermometer showed 18 degrees. The next day, it showed 18 degrees. The Channel 6 weatherman said this was a real difference of 36 degrees. How did he come to that conclusion?
I have four pairs of waist-long long Johns. Some days they work just fine; other days I’m either roasting or freezing. (Color or fleece-lined makes no difference.)
Scam callers must all have my cell phone number. So far I am the winner of two prizes in the Publisher’s Clearing House Contest. The one for $250,000 plus a 2018 car wanted $445.92 to pay the income tax up front—then they would personally deliver the check and the car. The second one wants my bank routing number so they can direct deposit a big winner dollar amount directly into my checking account.
Both numbers calling me were from an 876 area code, which is Jamaica. If they ask you to call back to verify, don’t, as then you will be charged for an international call to the tune of $12 per minute on your cell phone bill.
A sure-fire way of identifying a scam call is, “No Minnesota accent, no good call.”
If you’re interested in viewing artistic icehouses, go to Lake Harriet in Minneapolis, where they can be viewed free of charge Saturday-Sunday, 10 a.m. to 4 p.m. ending Feb. 11. There are a total of 21 icehouses.
When a for-real warning of an incoming missile was announced over TV, radio, etc. in Hawaii, all pandemonium broke loose. It was noticed that one man kept calm, strolling through the park with a smile of contentment. When asked where he was going, his calm reply was, “To Heaven.” By now, you know the warning was a mistake.
Ode to the Minnesota Vikings on their failed Super Bowl quest:
So sad,
Too bad,
It was fun
On your run.
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Bob is a retired AAL (Aid Association for Lutherans) agent, currently working on his master’s degree in Volunteering. His wife, Genie, is a retired RN, currently working on her doctor’s degree in Volunteering. They have two children, Deb in North Carolina, and Dan in Vermont. Bob says if you enjoy his column, let him know. If you don’t enjoy it, keep on reading, it can get worse. Words of wisdom: There is always room for God.