This morning, I saw the Matt Lauer Interview with Sarah Palin on The Today Show. While I do not speak of politics here on 16,010…. it did get me thinking a whole bunch of nonlinear thoughts. For some reason.

So…. I’ll just go ahead and yammer them all out here. If I had a yammer….

There is still such a buzz about bandwidth. Most people have a pretty fast connection speed to the internet… but for some of us.. it continues to be a challenge. I for one…. do not even play in a band. Marching, rock, blues… or otherwise. How can a get a bigger band width… without being in a band? I guess I better learn the trombone or something.

Rumpelstiltskin is not a very good fairy tale story. I’m not sure what the moral of that one is supposed to be. I’ve been trying to figure this out since I was six.

Glad is a funny word. It made me glad. I am glad to meet you. Gladys Kravitz. Gladys Knight and the Pips. Glad bags. Glad. Say it three times fast, and you will think it is an odd word too….
But if you don’t…. I’ll be just as glad anyways.

The first webcam watched a coffee pot. It seemed like a brilliant choice to me. I watch the coffee pot all the time. But the reason for the webcam was for researchers at Cambridge to monitor the coffee situation without leaving their desks. Smart and lazy.

Marie Curie’s notebooks are still radioactive. I thought I would highlight that one for you.

And…. speaking of highlights….. The last time a Republican was elected president without a Nixon or Bush on the ticket was 1928.

Everybody knows how I feel about monkeys. I love the little dudes. It all started with Curios George. (I found comfort in reading the stories… after being subjected to the likes of Rumpelstiltskin.) I am glad the stories exist… because they almost didn’t. Thankfully….. just before the Nazis invaded Paris, H.A. and Margret Rey fled on bicycles. They were carrying the manuscript for Curious George.

Finally…. a good roundout for the theme of these yammerings.

I am a misophonist. Many of us experience some form of misophonia. It is an extreme intolerance for certain sounds. There are many popular examples… nails on a chalkboard, or gum smacking, or… open-mouthed chewing, crunching on ice, or other sounds regularly heard in public. For me… it is the loud chewing thing. Ugh.

And if you think I am experiencing confusion this evening in my writing… I assure you I am not. I’m just putting the yammer where the yammer should be. Just like Moe. When asked about naming the Three Stooges….. Moe explained “We were three, and we were stooges.”

“I have never been lost, but I will admit to being confused for several weeks.” – Daniel Boone