Necessity is the mother of invention, they say. I’m not sure my newest idea is necessary, but I think I have a great idea.
I have asked Kevin at work to help me make my idea work since he knows way more about computers, software and apps than I do.
Maybe something like this is already out there, but I haven’t been able to find it. It would be an email client that allows you to send an email with a blind copy included with a separate message to the blind recipient. And there would also have to be a way that the blind recipient could not “reply all.”
I have times when I want a third party to see what I am doing for training purposes, for example, but do not wish for the person receiving my email to see that I have copied someone else. And I would also like to send a message to the blind recipient explaining what I am doing and why, instead of sending an additional message later, which I may forget to do, and then they wonder why they received a copy of the email in the first place.
On our trip back from Atlanta last week, the flight attendant was going over the usual spiel about the oxygen masks and what to do with them and what to do if traveling with a child.
But then he veered way off of the rails and said something like, “If you are traveling with more than one child, you should first help the one with the most potential.” He said it to get everyone’s attention. It worked.
When we were dining out in Atlanta, we ordered some batter-fried pickles as an appetizer and also got a surprise with them. How about battered-fried bacon. Never had that before.
We haven’t yet turned on our lawn sprinkler system other than to check to see if it works. Haven’t needed to run the system yet with all of the rain we’ve had.
I also get soaked when I test the sprinklers because I keep forgetting that one of the sprinkler heads is right behind a tree and I walk into it every time. With temperatures expected to hit the 90s this week, it may be more than a test.
This idea of an alumni football game between Hillsboro and Marion has me intrigued, I must say.
My first thought was that someone is going to get hurt. At the same time, I can understand why someone would want to play.
The ages of those who have signed up to play is from the early 20s to the mid-40s. Each “volunteer” is required to pay $100 to play. Part of that money goes for equipment rental and insurance.
I think it’s a lot like going to the auto races: Will there be a wreck or not?
Does anyone else besides me in our readership area have OPMD? If someone has it and is willing to talk with me about it, I would be interested.
If you wish to share your comments or ideas, my e-mail address is joel@