Thinking of the WHO concert in Cincinnati reminded me of an almost disastrous situation at an Emerson,Lake, and Palmer concert I attended. It was around 1973 at the Binghamton NY Arena. I was with a few friends that were in a large crowd on an entrance ramp waiting for the doors to open. all tickets were general admission. When they opened a few doors and the crowd began to move, there was a brief moment when I sensed fear as the crowd surged forward in unison. I could feel that it was impossible for me to stop as I was pressed from behind and forced to press in front of me. Fortunately there was no panic and the crowd eventually thinned out enough that me trepidation was relieved.
Back when I was teaching biology, a co-worker teaching chemistry did a demo that went bad. Several students close to the demo were hit by flying glass. I don't recall any law suits resulting. The next time he did the demo, he used a large plexi-glass "bat" shield.
That's funny. We used to bathe our kids in the sink when they were small. A lot easier and safer than in the tub. I think I even have some photos stashed someplace. Makes me want to look them up.
Back in my moonlighting/bar tending days we made a cocktail something like that with various liquors of different colors and densities. Honestly do not remember what we called them.
If New York has a state rock it should be limestone. We did a walkway on the north side of our house using PA Bluestone @ 30ยข a pound. Back north I could find an old stone fence out in the boonies and take what I could haul. One of the few drawbacks of living on a giant sand bar.
I guess Florida's rock should be a grain of sand. It still amuses me that I have to purchase rocks down here for rock gardens, etc. Back in central NY, I'd take a drive in the country and find all I needed.
When I was in high school (1956) I had signed up for a course in personal typing but dropped it to take study hall to goof off with my buddies. Exactly my thought, only a secretary would need it. Later on having to pay someone to type my reports in college was the pay-off. I still only two finger hunt and peck on my computer keyboard.
When I taught high scool biology I'd some times give one of my multiple choice tests and grade them w/o putting any marks on the papers. I'd hand them back and tell the students I didn't have time to grade them. Then I'd give them the answers and have them grade the papers. A significant number of kids changed some answers and gave themselves a higher grade. Those kids all got zero for a grade and the kids that did not cheat got 100. What surprised me was that a few honor roll students would cheat. I told them that when they graduated and got any honors, I'd always remember they were cheats. I had many other tricks like scrambling questions and answers. I tried my best to teach that cheating was not worth it. Word spread quickly. Do not cheat in Mr.O's class.
I'd see something like that in clear cut areas when I worked for the USFS in Mt.Baker National forest back in 1959. Of course not with a group of loggers sitting on it.
Yes. I live south of Fort Myers FL. I also have a "regular" lemon tree that has produced fruit for the past few years. I grew a peach tree and had decent fruit one year. I'm about to remove that and get an orange or grapefruit tree to replace it.
Do not cheat in Mr.O's class.