Their is a movement to change the traditional “EXIT” sign to that of a little green person running out of a door. Apparently, the word “EXIT” is only understood by those fluent in English so those who aren’t are doomed in the event of a fire.

And while I can appreciate the need for a universal symbol for an exit, they could have picked a better color than green. After all, red catches people attention. Green, well, it is very neutral and down right boring. There is a reason that red is used for fire extinguisher and fire hydrants. Hello?

Besides, if I see a sign with a little green man walking though a little green door, I am thinking it is a recycling station.

The other day as I was walking out to the parking lot at Meijer’s (regional grocery chain), I noticed a young mother with three small boys getting out of their car. Given the amount of activity in the boys, I could tell that she had her hands full. On the back of her car was a bumper sticker that read “Children are a Gift from God.”

I am not sure if the bumper sticker was a proclamation or a reminder.

A watch manufacturer has come out with a new line of watches that are timeless. I not talking about the styling being timeless, I am talking about the watches being timeless. They literally do not tell time.

Instead of having hands and numbers on the dials, they are open so that you can see the escapements. I guess they are intended to be a piece of art and not a device for telling time.

So, when you look at your wrist, you won’t know what time it is but you will be impressed with its inner workings. I suspect it is pricey.

I had a couple of watches that didn’t tell time. I guess I should have kept them.

Cape May NJ has a mystery on its hands. It seems that someone is knitting on the trees at night. With a skein of yarn and a circular needle, the midnight knitter is adorning tree trunks and limbs with a colorful wardrobe.

And while the identity of the midnight knitter remains a secret, some of the locals are wondering why anyone would do such a thing. Local police are perplexed but admit that no real crime has been committed.

Well, at least they are using yarn and not spray paint.

No wait, that was John Browns body. James Browns body is missing. That’s right, another missing body.

It seems that there was never an autopsy done during the death investigation and his daughter suspects foul play. So, when she called for one, they discovered that his body was missing from the crypt.  I guess it is hard to keep a good man down.

I suspect that it is only a matter of time before they start installing alarm systems in cemeteries.

Journal 04/26/01  A vision in prayer.

I entered the Throne Room. The throne and the pyramid were radiant white. Christ was radiant white. It was so bright that it was hard to see any thing.

I approached the pyramid and as I stepped on it, I became radiant white. All of me was glowing and I couldn’t make out my arms or my body. The only thing that wasn’t glowing was the red jewel in the medallion.

I had completely disappeared into the glow of the pyramid. The only way that I could recognize myself was by the red jewel in the medallion.

I seemed so small and the throne so large. I approached the throne and asked what this was all about. I was told that I was cleansed by the blood of Christ and made pure and holy and that I was now sanctified.

We have a new trash container in our break room. His name is Brute. I guess it is a he since the name “brute” is usually associated with men. But more to the point, how many people name their trash recipticals?

Apparently there are some people in the office who have too much time on their hands. I think that they are the same people who police the trash in the first place.

Life at the state is always very strange.

The body of the former president of Cyprus has been found, dumped in a cemetery. The body was stolen about a year ago though no one seems to know why and no ransom demand was made. But, now it has been found.

Now, I could understand if someone stole the body of Jim Morrison or Micheal Jackson because they were someone of significance. But Papadopoulos? I doubt that most people even know who he was so it must have been a local job.

But, I guess we shouldn’t talk as we still can’t agree on where Edgar Allen Poe should be buried.

A Florida woman recently crashed her car while giving herself a bikini shave. It seems the woman was on her way to visit her boyfriend when she decided that this grooming needed to happen. So she had her ex-husband hold the wheel while she shaved. Of course, when the car in front of her stopped to make a left turn, she was too busy shaving to apply the brakes. So, she hit the car.

I suppose I could ask the obvious question of why didn’t she just pull over and let her ex husband drive but I won’t. But, I do have to wonder about relationships. Her ex husband must be very open minded to go with her to see her boyfriend. What ever.

A friend and co-worker of mine visited her sister one weekend. She noted that her sister was a real health nut and took a hand full of vitamins every morning. Thinking that this was a good idea, my co-worker decided to give it a try. So, when she got up one morning, she consumed more that a dozen vitamins. But, she noted that one tasted terrible and got stuck in her throat.

When she commented to her sister about the bitter pill, her sister looked at the bottle and announced that those were antibiotics for the dog and that is why they tasted so bitter. Surprised, the woman asked how she managed to get the dog to swallow something that vial. With out missing a beat, the sister stated that they were suppositories.

Oh well, it seemed like a good idea at the time.