Leeuwenhoek had stolen and peeped into the fantastic sub-visible world of little things, creatures that had lived, had bred, had battled, had died, completely hidden from and unknown to all men from the beginning of time. Beasts these were of a kind that ravaged and annihilated whole races of men ten million times larger than they were themselves. Beings these were, more terrible than fire-spitting dragons or hydra-headed monsters. They were silent assassins that murdered babies in warm cradles and kings in sheltered places. It was this invisible, insignificant, but implacable-and sometimes friendly- world Leeuwenhoek had looked into for the first time of all men of all countries. ~Microbe Hunters

Tuesday, 28 February 2012

Conversation with Grampa

Me: How is the weather where you are, we have no snow here...

Grampa: It's cold enough to freeze 'em balls of the darn pool table, here!! Cant go outside for nothin'!!

Me: Does that even make sense?? Awe, you'll have to come and vacation over to visit me then some time.

Grampa: Why? Do you need another lift over to them new walmart? You know back in my day... tune out the same story Ive heard many variations of many MANY times... you know, the one about walking up hill both ways in snow up to the waste with one pair of shoes in a bag to wear once you arrive somewhere...

Grampa: Your grandmother told me that your neighbours are out smokin' all the time at your doorsteps. Have you started smokin' with them?

Me: No, sir! I have a lung condition.

Grampa: ...Where'd yah catch that?

Me: The lung condition? They're in good condition. I don't want to ruin 'em.

Grampa: Well I'll be. You've grown up to be a brilliant lady, all your whistles whistlin' and all. Keep up the good work. When do we get to see you next? Are you home for Christmas?


No word of a lie, this is how the conversation went down (paraphrased, of course). I love my family, they make me smile.

Darn good and sure of it,


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