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The place where the world comes together in honesty and mirth.
Windmills Tilted, Scared Cows Butchered, Lies Skewered on the Lance of Reality ... or something to that effect.
Windmills Tilted, Scared Cows Butchered, Lies Skewered on the Lance of Reality ... or something to that effect.
Friday, August 24, 2007
Battleboro, Vermont
The Selectboard of this small Vermont town has voted to drop the ban on nudity in the town that was prompted by teenagers the past two summers who started going about nude to say 'cool' in the heat. So it is back to being nude is O.K. in Battleboro, Vermont at the end of next month when the temporary ban is set to expire and since the Selectboard voted no to making it permanent it will wind up on the refuse heap where it belonged in the first place.
Several hundred readers ...
Several hundred readers check in with this Blog and her sister Blog regularly.
Not bad for being less than two months old.
I might actually be doing something right for a change, wow!
Who would have thought it possible.
Thanks for checking in everybody.
Not bad for being less than two months old.
I might actually be doing something right for a change, wow!
Who would have thought it possible.
Thanks for checking in everybody.
One A.M. Funny
My friend Bill Dentz called last night to say he was recovering nicely from the injuries he received when he went to a costume party dressed as a pinata.
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Amazing Machine
Amazing Machine: The human heart is an amazing machine.
It beats about 100,000 times a day on average.
It does so with enough power to pump five quarts of blood every minute.
It beats about 100,000 times a day on average.
It does so with enough power to pump five quarts of blood every minute.
For all the shade tree mechanics left out there that's truly amazing because human blood is about the same consistency of 40weight oil and we all know it takes a pretty strong oil pump to pump oil throughout a 400cc small block engine. Just think the human heart does the same thing and the average adult human is a bit bigger than 400cc's too!
Vacation ...
The Confused Dictionary defines VACATION:
Vacation starts when Dad says, "I know a short cut."
Vacation starts when Dad says, "I know a short cut."
Reality Check Please
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
The Good, The Bad and The Ugly
The Good: You give the "Birds and Bees" talk to your daughter ...
The Bad: she keeps interrupting ...
The Ugly: with CORRECTIONS!
The Bad: she keeps interrupting ...
The Ugly: with CORRECTIONS!
All in good time ...
In the United States, you can't keep an eye on the clock when you go to mail a letter.
The clocks have been removed from 37,000 post offices as part of a "retail standardization program." The idea is that it will give all the post office's public service areas a uniform look. Stephen Seewoester, a spokesman for the U.S. Postal Service in Dallas, Texas, said the agency wants its customers to focus on the service, not the clock.
"I guess they think people don't have watches, " retorted Leonard Berry, a customer service expert at Texas A&M University.
The clocks have been removed from 37,000 post offices as part of a "retail standardization program." The idea is that it will give all the post office's public service areas a uniform look. Stephen Seewoester, a spokesman for the U.S. Postal Service in Dallas, Texas, said the agency wants its customers to focus on the service, not the clock.
"I guess they think people don't have watches, " retorted Leonard Berry, a customer service expert at Texas A&M University.
If it was me I'd be wanting them to focus on anything BUT the service.
But, hey, it's the government - no wait they're not part of the government anymore!
Ahemm, it's just another case of stupid herding mentality then and doing anything but actually fixing the "problem".
But, hey, it's the government - no wait they're not part of the government anymore!
Ahemm, it's just another case of stupid herding mentality then and doing anything but actually fixing the "problem".
Big Surprise
Olga Mauriello, who lives in a town near Naples, Italy, was peeling potatoes when she realized one of the spuds wasn't a potato at all. It was a hand grenade from the Second World War. Mauriello had had the potatoes soaking in water and wasn't expecting to find what she did.
"If I hadn't felt its weight, I wouldn't even have realized that it was a bomb," Mrs., Mauriello said.
She called neighbors who then called the police. The police took care of safely detonating the grenade in a park.
It's believed the potatoes - and the antique grenade - originated in France.
"If I hadn't felt its weight, I wouldn't even have realized that it was a bomb," Mrs., Mauriello said.
She called neighbors who then called the police. The police took care of safely detonating the grenade in a park.
It's believed the potatoes - and the antique grenade - originated in France.
Talk about a wee bit of something exciting for dinner!
Brave Daughter
Dayna Lineberger was driving when she started to feel faint. Bothered by ulcerative colitis, she knew she and to get something to eat, but before she could pull into a restaurant, she passed out.
Her 11-year-old daughter, sitting in the back seat of the car, leaned forward and grabbed the steering wheel, swerving to miss hitting a car. She wasn't quite fast enough to avoid a tree, but it caused the car to stop, and no one was hurt from the impact.
The Charlotte, North Carolina, youngster said she "screamed like crazy" during the ordeal, but was happy to help prevent what could have been a serious accident.
Her 11-year-old daughter, sitting in the back seat of the car, leaned forward and grabbed the steering wheel, swerving to miss hitting a car. She wasn't quite fast enough to avoid a tree, but it caused the car to stop, and no one was hurt from the impact.
The Charlotte, North Carolina, youngster said she "screamed like crazy" during the ordeal, but was happy to help prevent what could have been a serious accident.
Way to go girl!
Monday, August 20, 2007
Morning Funny
INSULT # 678: Sleep is a 'four-letter' word ... said the insomniac to the narcoleptic!
Sunday, August 19, 2007
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