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this day in history

I haven't had the time to write a thing today. I've been so busy, so on task, so focused.

My boss should be proud.

And it's really hard to focus when this time of year rolls around. It's a race to the finish line that is December 25th -- turkey comas and black Fridays fading into the distance as we have left November in our dust.

Anywho, I'm testing the waters for a new blog theme to throw in every once in awhile. Let me know what you think!

This day in History:
disclaimer! All trivia is subject to wikipedia being correct, so don't hold me responsible!

December 16, 1944: The Battle of the Bulge Begins
December 16, 2009: Amber eats a chocolate truffle three chocolate truffles.

December 16, 1978: Cleveland, Ohio becomes the first post-Depression era city to default on its loans, owing $14,000,000 to local banks.
December 16, 2009: Amber realizes she paid on the wrong credit card, and hopes she doesn't get a late fee. (Yes, I am a banker. We're people, too. We make mistakes -- just like everyone else!)

December 16: Kazakhstan celebrates Independence.
December 16, 2009: Amber gets a hankering to watch Borat.

December 16, 1930 – Bank robber Herman Lamm and members of his crew are killed by a posse of 200, following a botched bank robbery in Clinton, Indiana.
December 16, 2009: Amber reads the above factoid and laughs out loud. 

December 16, 1775: Jane Austen is born.
December 16, 2009: Amber thinks about decomposition. (Ha. I hope everyone laughs. That is probably the best pun I will ever write in my entire life!!)

Comments

Anonymous said…
A guy who's a big Beethoven fan flies all the way to Bonn, Grmany to visit the master's grave. He arrives in the middle of the night but can't wait, goes to the cemetery. A shaft of light is coming from Beethoven's grave. Guy peers in, sees Beethoven sitting at a piano, furiously erasing music.
Guy says, "Beethoven, what are you doing?"
Beethoven says, "What you think I'm doing? I'm decomposing."
Har har har.

December 16, 1995: Travener gets married.
December 16, 2009: Travener contemplates how his life might have gone better if he'd gone ahead and married Becky the bisexual instead.
carissajaded said…
I love the new theme!!

So wait, was the Battle of the Bulge actually a battle? Nevermind, don't shame me, I'll look it up haha.
trav,

what is going on with you and your wife? you are hatin' on her lately. I enjoy spousal tension, don't get me wrong -- but you've got me all curious.

carissa,

look it up in your funk and wagnalls!
MJenks said…
*sighs at the bad pun*

Well done.
MJenks said…
Carissa: Yes, one of my great uncles died in it.
Tina Lynn said…
Tina thinks that Amber should definitely add this as a theme. It makes me happy:)
Anonymous said…
I should just shut up about it, you're right.

Did I mention how much I love my kids? More than anything.
Tina Lynn said…
It's okay, Trav. I contemplate the very same thing.

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