Rep Retirement Lodge #109: It's the Offseason, now what?

[MarkEagleUSA]

Re: Rep Retirement Lodge #109: It's the Offseason, now what?

Patriots Day. I believe it commemorates Paul Revere's birthday and is annually celebrated on the third Monday of April.

Possibly the most intelligent post I've seen from you! Are you over-medicated today by any chance?

 

[Chickens@NU]

Re: Rep Retirement Lodge #109: It's the Offseason, now what?

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Morning tLodge.

 

[Chickens@NU]

Re: Rep Retirement Lodge #109: It's the Offseason, now what?

Patriots Day. I believe it commemorates Paul Revere's birthday and is annually celebrated on the third Monday of April.

It celebrates the day they run the Boston Marathon.

 

[Lady wore Black]

Re: Rep Retirement Lodge #109: It's the Offseason, now what?

I will let my happiness shine through. I am grateful to get an interview. BUt I am also tired of the dance.

Can I get an amen?

Amen!

I hear you on that. I just had an interview yesterday. Things are finally picking up and I am being acknowledged of my existence. Finally an interview where I am currently living at is not an issue! I was declined a job because I lived 30 minutes away and they said that would be a problem. The guy who I interviewed with yesterday lives not that far away from me and he commutes 1 1/2 hours. Bonus!

 

[legal_hit]

Re: Rep Retirement Lodge #109: It's the Offseason, now what?

Patriots Day. I believe it commemorates Paul Revere's birthday and is annually celebrated on the third Monday of April.

Wrong and right. It is celebrated the third Monday of April, but it commemorates Paul Revere's famous ride to warn the patriots of the British forces moving in on them and the battle at Lexington. Basically we are celebrating the start of the shooting war portion of the American Revolution.

And, well, it's a lot easier to close down streets for a marathon if no-one has to work that day.

 

[wolverineTrumpet]

Re: Rep Retirement Lodge #109: It's the Offseason, now what?

Hi Lodge.

It smells like popcorn. There are lots of marketing/sales people in our building today learning about the machines in hopes they will become knowledgable about our product line and increase sales.

So to taunt those of us working, they are playing bingo, getting swag, and eating popcorn and cookies. Oh, and being loud and distracting.

 

[Ralph Baer]

Re: Rep Retirement Lodge #109: It's the Offseason, now what?

Hi Lodge.

It smells like popcorn. There are lots of marketing/sales people in our building today learning about the machines in hopes they will become knowledgable about our product line and increase sales.

So to taunt those of us working, they are playing bingo, getting swag, and eating popcorn and cookies. Oh, and being loud and distracting.

You sell popcorn machines?

 

[Hammer]

Re: Rep Retirement Lodge #109: It's the Offseason, now what?

25 hours to go. 15 clients left to deal with. Some of them are going to be writing some big checks. 5 people still haven't brought their **** yet.

 

[goldy_331]

Re: Rep Retirement Lodge #109: It's the Offseason, now what?

25 hours to go. 15 clients left to deal with. Some of them are going to be writing some big checks. 5 people still haven't brought their **** yet.

Are you saving all the grocery bags and shoe boxes they use to bring their **** in?

 

[A Shot and a Goal]

Re: Rep Retirement Lodge #109: It's the Offseason, now what?

Are you saving all the grocery bags and shoe boxes they use to bring their **** in?

And tin foil hats. Don't forget the tin foil hats. Them is valuable.

 

[Priceless]

Re: Rep Retirement Lodge #109: It's the Offseason, now what?

Hey, what's that made-up holiday you have in Boston for next Monday? One of the guys I had lunch with today is running in the marathon and none of us could remember why it's on a Monday.

We celebrate it in Maine, too.

Patriots' Day commemorates the battles of Lexington and Concord, the start of the American Revolution. The fact that you don't celebrate it just shows that you hate America.

 

[goldy_331]

Re: Rep Retirement Lodge #109: It's the Offseason, now what?

We celebrate it in Maine, too.

Patriots' Day commemorates the battles of Lexington and Concord, the start of the American Revolution. The fact that you don't celebrate it just shows that you hate America.

It's not marked on my Dilbert calendar so it can't be a real holiday.

 

[state of hockey]

Re: Rep Retirement Lodge #109: It's the Offseason, now what?

We celebrate it in Maine, too.

Patriots' Day commemorates the battles of Lexington and Concord, the start of the American Revolution. The fact that you don't celebrate it just shows that you hate America.

None of the Scandinavians had really started pouring over here from Sweden and Norway yet. So none of our ancestors here in MN really had anything to do with it.

 

[Priceless]

Re: Rep Retirement Lodge #109: It's the Offseason, now what?

It's not marked on my Dilbert calendar so it can't be a real holiday.

Tory!

 

[legal_hit]

Re: Rep Retirement Lodge #109: It's the Offseason, now what?

Tory!

Tar and feather him!!

 

[Scarlet]

Re: Rep Retirement Lodge #109: It's the Offseason, now what?

Have you folks never heard of Paul Revere's Ride by Longfellow? What do they teach you guys in school outside of New England???

Paul Revere's Ride
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Listen my children and you shall hear
Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere,
On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five;
Hardly a man is now alive
Who remembers that famous day and year.
He said to his friend, "If the British march
By land or sea from the town to-night,
Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch
Of the North Church tower as a signal light,--
One if by land, and two if by sea;
And I on the opposite shore will be,
Ready to ride and spread the alarm
Through every Middlesex village and farm,
For the country folk to be up and to arm."

Then he said "Good-night!" and with muffled oar
Silently rowed to the Charlestown shore,
Just as the moon rose over the bay,
Where swinging wide at her moorings lay
The Somerset, British man-of-war;
A phantom ship, with each mast and spar
Across the moon like a prison bar,
And a huge black hulk, that was magnified
By its own reflection in the tide.

Meanwhile, his friend through alley and street
Wanders and watches, with eager ears,
Till in the silence around him he hears
The muster of men at the barrack door,
The sound of arms, and the tramp of feet,
And the measured tread of the grenadiers,
Marching down to their boats on the shore.

Then he climbed the tower of the Old North Church,
By the wooden stairs, with stealthy tread,
To the belfry chamber overhead,
And startled the pigeons from their perch
On the sombre rafters, that round him made
Masses and moving shapes of shade,--
By the trembling ladder, steep and tall,
To the highest window in the wall,
Where he paused to listen and look down
A moment on the roofs of the town
And the moonlight flowing over all.

Beneath, in the churchyard, lay the dead,
In their night encampment on the hill,
Wrapped in silence so deep and still
That he could hear, like a sentinel's tread,
The watchful night-wind, as it went
Creeping along from tent to tent,
And seeming to whisper, "All is well!"
A moment only he feels the spell
Of the place and the hour, and the secret dread
Of the lonely belfry and the dead;
For suddenly all his thoughts are bent
On a shadowy something far away,
Where the river widens to meet the bay,--
A line of black that bends and floats
On the rising tide like a bridge of boats.

Meanwhile, impatient to mount and ride,
Booted and spurred, with a heavy stride
On the opposite shore walked Paul Revere.
Now he patted his horse's side,
Now he gazed at the landscape far and near,
Then, impetuous, stamped the earth,
And turned and tightened his saddle girth;
But mostly he watched with eager search
The belfry tower of the Old North Church,
As it rose above the graves on the hill,
Lonely and spectral and sombre and still.
And lo! as he looks, on the belfry's height
A glimmer, and then a gleam of light!
He springs to the saddle, the bridle he turns,
But lingers and gazes, till full on his sight
A second lamp in the belfry burns.

A hurry of hoofs in a village street,
A shape in the moonlight, a bulk in the dark,
And beneath, from the pebbles, in passing, a spark
Struck out by a steed flying fearless and fleet;
That was all! And yet, through the gloom and the light,
The fate of a nation was riding that night;
And the spark struck out by that steed, in his flight,
Kindled the land into flame with its heat.
He has left the village and mounted the steep,
And beneath him, tranquil and broad and deep,
Is the Mystic, meeting the ocean tides;
And under the alders that skirt its edge,
Now soft on the sand, now loud on the ledge,
Is heard the tramp of his steed as he rides.

It was twelve by the village clock
When he crossed the bridge into Medford town.
He heard the crowing of the cock,
And the barking of the farmer's dog,
And felt the damp of the river fog,
That rises after the sun goes down.

It was one by the village clock,
When he galloped into Lexington.
He saw the gilded weathercock
Swim in the moonlight as he passed,
And the meeting-house windows, black and bare,
Gaze at him with a spectral glare,
As if they already stood aghast
At the bloody work they would look upon.

It was two by the village clock,
When he came to the bridge in Concord town.
He heard the bleating of the flock,
And the twitter of birds among the trees,
And felt the breath of the morning breeze
Blowing over the meadow brown.
And one was safe and asleep in his bed
Who at the bridge would be first to fall,
Who that day would be lying dead,
Pierced by a British musket ball.

You know the rest. In the books you have read
How the British Regulars fired and fled,---
How the farmers gave them ball for ball,
>From behind each fence and farmyard wall,
Chasing the redcoats down the lane,
Then crossing the fields to emerge again
Under the trees at the turn of the road,
And only pausing to fire and load.

So through the night rode Paul Revere;
And so through the night went his cry of alarm
To every Middlesex village and farm,---
A cry of defiance, and not of fear,
A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door,
And a word that shall echo for evermore!
For, borne on the night-wind of the Past,
Through all our history, to the last,
In the hour of darkness and peril and need,
The people will waken and listen to hear
The hurrying hoof-beats of that steed,
And the midnight message of Paul Revere.

But since my office is at the end of the marathon route, I get the day off for that.

 

[MissThundercat]

Re: Rep Retirement Lodge #109: It's the Offseason, now what?

You are ruining my coffee buzz.

Time to refill the coffee cup.

It's 5:42 PM ET and I'm tempted to make even more coffee, despite having four cups and a cafe Americano already.

I will let my happiness shine through. I am grateful to get an interview. BUt I am also tired of the dance.

Can I get an amen?

Amen.

Afternoon, Lodge. I've learned that although I didn't want the responsibility of taking care of my parents, it's something I need to do. I've run a marathon, I've tackled Block House Hill, I endured cart duty at Sam's Club... what is this going to do to me?

As for dinner tonight, venison steaks with baked potatoes and steamed broccoli.

 

[MarkEagleUSA]

Re: Rep Retirement Lodge #109: It's the Offseason, now what?

I've learned that although I didn't want the responsibility of taking care of my parents, it's something I need to do. I've run a marathon, I've tackled Block House Hill, I endured cart duty at Sam's Club... what is this going to do to me?

You're a good man, Charlie Brown!

We all end up doing things we really don't want to, but in the end we realize they're the right things to do. I'm responsible for my 81 yr old aunt who has Alzheimer's. The past year or so has not been pretty since most of the time she doesn't know who I am. The decision to put her in a home was the hardest thing I've ever had to do, period. However, I realize she's now safe and in the best place she can be. We do what we do because we care. Just imagine if we didn't?

 

[Priceless]

Re: Rep Retirement Lodge #109: It's the Offseason, now what?

Have you folks never heard of Paul Revere's Ride by Longfellow? What do they teach you guys in school outside of New England???

That the United States was delivered to England and Spain by a stork.

 

[state of hockey]

Re: Rep Retirement Lodge #109: It's the Offseason, now what?

Have you folks never heard of Paul Revere's Ride by Longfellow? What do they teach you guys in school outside of New England???

Revere, Prescott, and Dawes were going to Concord after warning Lexington that "The Regulars were coming.", but were spotted by a British patrol. Revere was detained, and Dawes was sent back to Lexington. Samuel Prescott, for some reason, was allowed to go on his way. He then made the ride to Concord to warn the citizens of the troop movements. Revere was released the next day and walked back to Lexington, the British had kept his horse.

So, I guess our schools taught us that the midnight ride of Paul Revere is a bunch of hogwash. It makes for a better poem though, Revere is easier to rhyme than Prescott.