
Just got my new iPhone and I’m playing around with different applications this one is called Adobe Photoshop express for iPhone
Playing with Photoshop express
Jan 11th, 2012 by mole555
Philly Phonics Lesson
May 19th, 2011 by mole555
Greetings, class. Today we are going to learn how to speak Philly. Ready?
Yo, supp? = hello, what’s going on?
Yuze eye’t? = are you doing all right?
Jeet Yet? = Have you eaten yet?
Bee You Dee Full = beautiful
Wooder = water
Donna Shore = The beaches of New Jersey
Siddy Haw = City Hall
It Lee’s in Yerp = Italy is located in Europe
Dah Iggles, Dah Fills, Semi Sixes = Our beloved teams: Eagles, Phillies, Sixers
Scrap Lynn Eggs = Fried pig innards with eggs
Yuze Goin’ Donnashore? = Are you going to the New Jersey Shore?
Yizz Headed Up Dah Pokes? = Are you going to the Pocono Mountains?
Mon Dee, 2′s Dee, When’s Dee, Thirsty, Fry Dee, Sare Dee, Sunny = Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Addytude = Philadelphian’s attitude
Guh Head = Yes, you may do that
Cheese Wit = One cheesesteak with onions
Talian Wooder Ice = Italian Water Ice
Here’s a tool that students can use to create talking avatars. Thanks, Nate, for sharing this cool tool. CLICK HERE to learn more about using Voki in Education
Donor Memorial Ceremony
May 1st, 2011 by mole555
On Friday, at the Anschutz Campus of the CU Medical Department, an annual ceremony was held to honor those who donated their bodies to science. My father was one of those people. Instead of having a traditional Jewish funeral, he always said, “Don’t make a big deal over me. When I’m gone, I’m gone,” which is what prompted him to donate his body so others could learn. During the ceremony, family members were invited to say a few words. I was one of the youngest to speak, and I talked about how Dad always supported his sons’ education, even though he never went to college himself. By donating his body, he was making the ultimate contribution to education by helping others learn from his life.
A program was passed out to everyone, containing poems and words of gratitude from current pre-med students. Here’s some of my favorites, which epitomizes what it means to donate your body:
“The giving of one’s body to science is the most generous gift one can give. With this gift came a great deal of responsibility. We had a responsibility to respect the donor’s body, as well as the life they led, and the people that loved them. We also had a responsibility to utilize their body to gather a deep understanding of the human body, a type of understanding that can only come from experiencing the miracle of the human body in this way. Lastly, we had a responsibility to utilize this knowledge to provide better care for our future patients because of what we learned. I am so grateful to have been given this opportunity. I revere these responsibilities, and I will continue to uphold them. Being able to have this experience has changed my life, in the personal sense and the scientific sense. I am thankful and humbled to have been able to learn about the human body in this way.” ~ Chelsea Shellhart, School of Dental Medicine 2014
“I was honored and humbled. Somebody trusted my academic potential and young professionalism enough to donate his body to my learning. I worked to meet those expectations. I was inspired by the gift of the donor’s body – inspired lo learn anatomy, inspired to think about mortality, and inspired to think about giving. I will never forget that the left recurrent laryngeal nerve loops under the aorta because I located the nerve, cleaned it, and demonstrated its relation to surrounding tissues for classmates and professors. I also won’t forget discussions with my peers on end of life issues and death rituals. Our discussions were inspired by our experiences with “death” in the lab. I remember thinking, “someone has given to me…and to honor that gift, I will give to others.” I think of how I can give back. I pass on the gift by caring for the sick and instructing learners, and one day, my body will be a gift, too. My organs will be harvested for transplant or my entire body will be preserved for dissection. Thank you for waiting to bury your loved one.” ~ Stephen Wills, MSI CUSOM 2014
“Thank you so much for donating your body to us. I thought about you so much throughout the process. I always wished that I could have met you, to hear your story. I wondered who your family was, and if they were there when you died….Through your body you have taught me so much about medicine. You made me think about you as a whole, and generously showed me all of your individual parts. I’ll never forget some things because of you – I can still picture some of your tendons perfectly in my mind. It is such a gift that you have given us. You were the best first patient I could have asked for, and you were so unique and interesting in your own way. You helped me understand just how different each of us are. I hope you are resting in peace now, in a beautiful location with those that love you. Thank you so much!! ~ Kristen French MSI
Dad’s Obituary
Dec 20th, 2010 by mole555
Hyman “Hy” Solomon, resident of Boulder, died in his home on December 16th, 2010 after a long illness. He was dearly loved and will be missed by those who knew him.
Hy was born April 29, 1929 and raised in Philadelphia, PA to Jewish immigrants who only spoke Yiddish at home. He graduated as valedictorian of South Philadelphia High School, and went on to serve in the US Army stationed in Germany in the early 1950s. There he met Eleonore, a young German woman from a completely different background – her father had been a high-ranking German military officer in WW2. Somehow, the bond between Hy and Eleonore bridged these extraordinary differences and went on to a loving marriage of 56 years. As Hy was fond of saying, “They said it would never last.”
Hy possessed a sharp, comic wit and was a popular entertainer in USO shows as a comedian and MC. After returning to the USA with his new wife, he set aside performing to work as a finance manager in the automobile business and raised a family, putting all three sons through college. Once they retired to Boulder in 1994, Hy returned to the stage and performed with local theatre groups and enjoyed hiking and the outdoors, volunteering, and being a hardheaded thorn in the side of his local condo board. He was a mensch.
Hy is survived by his wife, Eleonore, their three sons, Mark, Bob and Joel, and five grandchildren, Diego, Mario, Carmita, Zelda and Jacob.
In lieu of flowers, please send donations to Hospice Care of Boulder and Broomfield (2594 Trailridge Drive East, Lafayette, CO 80026) and Radio Reading Service of the Rockies (2200 Central Ave. Boulder, CO 80301).
A memorial service will be held on Monday, January 17th at 11 o’clock in the Remington Post Clubhouse, 3350 Chisholm Trail, Boulder, CO 80301 (www.remingtonpost.com)
Gone From My Sight
Dec 15th, 2010 by mole555
The following passage was included in the last page of the hospice pamphlet we received. It seemed appropriate:
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.
Then someone at my side says: “There, she is gone!”
“Gone where?”
Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side and she is just as able to bear the load of living freight to her destined port.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says: “There, she is gone!” There are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout: “Here she comes!”
And that is dying.
~ Henry Van Dyke
More Jake-isms
Sep 7th, 2010 by mole555
It’s been a while since I’ve documented some of the latest Jakey sayings. Here’s the current sayings in heavy rotation:
- “My heart will miss you.” This one has been around for quite some time. Seems that as soon as Jake was old enough to talk, he’s been saying this phrase when one of us has to leave the house. Not sure where it came from, maybe Leah started it, but it’s one of those sayings that always warms my heart.
- “Make your number super high so I can hear it, if it’s low don’t tell me.” This is a relatively new saying, started a few months back when I’d ask Jake to rate his day at daycare. When I’d ask for a number, he’d say an imaginary number like “Five hundred thousand million zillion!” He must have taken this little game and adapted it to his new goodbye phrase. Like clockwork, Jake says this every morning when I leave for work. It’s become so automatic, I’m not sure if he really knows what he’s saying anymore, it’s become part of his goodbye ritual.
- “Know why I give such good hugs? Because I’m full of love!” This is one of my favorites, and one that Jakey doesn’t say very much anymore. The first time I heard it, though, my heart melted.
- “What is this, a FREAK OUT??” This is from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. He heard us say this, and then took the phrase and ran with it. It’s from the freaky boat scene and was said by Violet during the ride.
- “Again with the ____.” This is the latest phrase, and one that I must take credit for. My dad used to say this, with much Jewish inflection, especially on the word AGAIN. Jake will say it when a rerun of SpongeBob will come on, or when I’ll say the same line over and over again. I’ll make a little Yid outta this boy yet!
Dad Finally Sees Our New House
Apr 18th, 2010 by mole555
My father has been battling cancer for the last five years. It was five years ago that he had a cancerous bladder removed. Ever since he’s been feeling fine, and getting used to using an urostomy system in place of a bladder. Last year, however, he started having kidney troubles, and was scheduled for surgery to clear the blockage over Thanksgiving. When they opened him up, they found the cancer had returned, and was spreading to his lymph nodes. Not good. His health continues to decline, he’s tired all the time, and is going to bi-weekly chemo treatments. It’s been difficult seeing his health decline so quickly. Last year at this time he was celebrating his 80th birthday with friends and family. This year it’s an accomplishment just to leave the house.
Which brings me to today when, with the help of my brother who’s visiting, he finally got to see our house. Even though we’ve been here since September, this was Dad’s first visit. He was tired and weak, and spent a majority of the time sleeping. He finally woke up for the last few hours, and joined us in the family room to watch a special on Magic Johnson and Larry Bird that I taped for him on HBO. He also brought us a Jewish housewarming gift of salt and bread, along with an apple pie. I had to look up the significance, and here’s what I discovered:
- A traditional Jewish housewarming basket contains “bread so that you shall never know hunger; salt, so your life shall always have flavor; sugar and so your life shall always have sweetness.” The bread is often challah, the traditional Judaic bread, and salt is often represented by a salted snack or a container of Kosher salt. Sugar can be given in the form of wine, pastries or sugar
Bread, Salt and Sugar
Opening Day Photos
Apr 11th, 2010 by mole555
It’s become an annual tradition to attend Opening Day with my friends Matthew and Spatz. I’ve only missed a few Opening Days since the Rockies first came to Denver 18 years ago. And for the past four years, we’ve been attending some GREAT tailgating parties, compliments of friends of Shotgun Willie’s and Penthouse Club, where a new tradition began with getting my photo taken with some of the “Promo Girls” from the club. CLICK HERE to check out Opening Day photos from 2007-2010.
Bustin’ a Move in the Kitchen
Apr 4th, 2010 by mole555