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trivia 8/13
DID YOU KNOW...
The DMZ (demilitarized zone) along the 38th parallel is the most heavily
guarded border in the world.
1. What is generally believed to be the last song the band played on the
Titanic?
2. What did the United States Supreme Court spell out in its 1966 decision
in Miranda vs. Arizona?
3. What were the names of Tim Taylor's sons on 'Home Improvement ?
4. In computing, the 'bit' is a portmanteau of which two words?
5. What product was hawked by Suzanne Somers in TV ads ?
6. What is the name of the dance created in the 1994 song by Los Del Rio?
7. Who Am I ??
I was born in Cincinnati, Ohio. I attended the Naval Academy, won the
Heisman Trophy, and played football for the Dallas Cowboys. Who am I?
8. On 2nd July, 1839 slaves, led by Sengbe Pieh, took possession of this
ship, then ordered the navigator to take them back to Africa. The attempt
failed and all the slaves were put on trial. What was the name of the ship?
TRUTH OR CRAP ??
Johnny Cash was once kicked by an ostrich, suffering broken ribs.
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1. Nearer My God to Thee
2. Suspect's rights
3. Brad, Randy and Mark
4. binary digit
5. Thighmaster
6. Macarena
7. I am Roger Staubach
8. the Amistad
TRUTH !!
Johnny Cash survived quite a few dangerous situations during his stormy life
on and off the road, and far too many of these situations arose because of
his addiction to drugs and alcohol.
However, the time in 1981 when Uncle Johnny was almost killed by one of his
own pet ostriches wasn't his fault, but be that as it may the attack caused
him to become readdicted to pain pills and sent him spiraling again.
Here's Uncle Johnny's account of the incident from his book Cash: The
Autobiography:
One such spell, the most serious and protracted, began when I took
painkillers after eye surgery in 1981, then kept taking them after I didn’t
need to. It escalated after I was almost killed by an ostrich.
Ostrich attacks are rare in Tennessee, it’s true, but this one really
happened, on the grounds of the exotic animal park I’d established behind
the House of Cash offices near my house on Old Hickory Lake. It occurred
during a particularly bitter winter, when below-zero temperatures had
reduced our ostrich population by half; the hen of our pair wouldn’t let
herself be captured and taken inside the barn, so she froze to death. That,
I guess, is what made her mate cranky. Before then he’d been perfectly
pleasant with me, as had all the other birds and animals, when I walked
through the compound.
That day, though, he was not happy to see me. I was walking through the
woods in the compound when suddenly he jumped out onto the trail in front of
me and crouched there with his wings spread out, hissing nastily.
Nothing came of that encounter. I just stood there until he laid his
wings back, quit hissing, and moved off. Then I walked on. As I walked I
plotted. He’d be waiting for me when I came back by there, ready to give me
the same treatment, and I couldn’t have that. I was the boss. It was my
land.
The ostrich didn’t care. When I came back I was carrying a good stout
six-foot stick, and I was prepared to use it. And sure enough, there he was
on the trail in front of me, doing his thing. When he started moving toward
me I went on the offensive, taking a good hard swipe at him.
I missed. He wasn’t there. He was in the air, and a split second later
he was on his way down again, with that big toe of his, larger than my
size-thirteen shoe, extended toward my stomach. He made contact—I’m sure
there was never any question he wouldn’t—and frankly, I got off lightly. All
he did was break my two lower ribs and rip my stomach open down to my belt,
If the belt hadn’t been good and strong, with a solid belt buckle, he’d have
spilled my guts exactly the way he meant to. As it was, he knocked me over
onto my back and I broke three more ribs on a rock—but I had sense enough to
keep swinging the stick, so he didn’t get to finish me. I scored a good hit
on one of his legs, and he ran off.
DID YOU KNOW...
The DMZ (demilitarized zone) along the 38th parallel is the most heavily
guarded border in the world.
1. What is generally believed to be the last song the band played on the
Titanic?
2. What did the United States Supreme Court spell out in its 1966 decision
in Miranda vs. Arizona?
3. What were the names of Tim Taylor's sons on 'Home Improvement ?
4. In computing, the 'bit' is a portmanteau of which two words?
5. What product was hawked by Suzanne Somers in TV ads ?
6. What is the name of the dance created in the 1994 song by Los Del Rio?
7. Who Am I ??
I was born in Cincinnati, Ohio. I attended the Naval Academy, won the
Heisman Trophy, and played football for the Dallas Cowboys. Who am I?
8. On 2nd July, 1839 slaves, led by Sengbe Pieh, took possession of this
ship, then ordered the navigator to take them back to Africa. The attempt
failed and all the slaves were put on trial. What was the name of the ship?
TRUTH OR CRAP ??
Johnny Cash was once kicked by an ostrich, suffering broken ribs.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
1. Nearer My God to Thee
2. Suspect's rights
3. Brad, Randy and Mark
4. binary digit
5. Thighmaster
6. Macarena
7. I am Roger Staubach
8. the Amistad
TRUTH !!
Johnny Cash survived quite a few dangerous situations during his stormy life
on and off the road, and far too many of these situations arose because of
his addiction to drugs and alcohol.
However, the time in 1981 when Uncle Johnny was almost killed by one of his
own pet ostriches wasn't his fault, but be that as it may the attack caused
him to become readdicted to pain pills and sent him spiraling again.
Here's Uncle Johnny's account of the incident from his book Cash: The
Autobiography:
One such spell, the most serious and protracted, began when I took
painkillers after eye surgery in 1981, then kept taking them after I didn’t
need to. It escalated after I was almost killed by an ostrich.
Ostrich attacks are rare in Tennessee, it’s true, but this one really
happened, on the grounds of the exotic animal park I’d established behind
the House of Cash offices near my house on Old Hickory Lake. It occurred
during a particularly bitter winter, when below-zero temperatures had
reduced our ostrich population by half; the hen of our pair wouldn’t let
herself be captured and taken inside the barn, so she froze to death. That,
I guess, is what made her mate cranky. Before then he’d been perfectly
pleasant with me, as had all the other birds and animals, when I walked
through the compound.
That day, though, he was not happy to see me. I was walking through the
woods in the compound when suddenly he jumped out onto the trail in front of
me and crouched there with his wings spread out, hissing nastily.
Nothing came of that encounter. I just stood there until he laid his
wings back, quit hissing, and moved off. Then I walked on. As I walked I
plotted. He’d be waiting for me when I came back by there, ready to give me
the same treatment, and I couldn’t have that. I was the boss. It was my
land.
The ostrich didn’t care. When I came back I was carrying a good stout
six-foot stick, and I was prepared to use it. And sure enough, there he was
on the trail in front of me, doing his thing. When he started moving toward
me I went on the offensive, taking a good hard swipe at him.
I missed. He wasn’t there. He was in the air, and a split second later
he was on his way down again, with that big toe of his, larger than my
size-thirteen shoe, extended toward my stomach. He made contact—I’m sure
there was never any question he wouldn’t—and frankly, I got off lightly. All
he did was break my two lower ribs and rip my stomach open down to my belt,
If the belt hadn’t been good and strong, with a solid belt buckle, he’d have
spilled my guts exactly the way he meant to. As it was, he knocked me over
onto my back and I broke three more ribs on a rock—but I had sense enough to
keep swinging the stick, so he didn’t get to finish me. I scored a good hit
on one of his legs, and he ran off.
