Hello to you all and thanks for your comments. I have been
unable to get on the Net tonight, but after about 4 hours
we are back on the air. Anyway, I caught up on reading the
papers and even wrote a couple of letters, longhand, which
I do not do very often. Thank goodness.
I hope all is well with you and anyone sick will hopefully be a
lot better very soon.
Tomorrow the 21st my nephew Marcus from Holt Press will
turn 45 years of age. So Happy Birthday Marcus. You are
starting to get some big numbers there!! Hope you have a great day,
lots of prezzies and good food, and getting some special attention
from the family.
A Poem ….. Time is the Hunter
Time is the hunter, we are it’s prey,
As we pass each hour of every day,
We are not aware, until it’s too late,
What we take for granted, will seal our fate.
Time gives so favour, hears no cry,
Of the honest truth or the blatant lie,
For in the end, what games we play,
Time will have the final say.
What time we have, is ours to keep,
A gift on loan, while awake or sleep,
To spend as we wish, our distance run,
When our time is up, our time has come.
<><><><><> Time for a Joke. <><><><><>
A married couple went to have their baby delivered. Upon
their arrival, the doctor said he had invented a machine that
would transfer a portion of the mother’s labour pain to the
baby ‘s father.
He asked if they were willing to try it out. They were both
very much in favour of it. The doctor set the pain transfer
to 10% for starters, explaining that even 10% was probably
more pain than the father had ever experienced before.
However as the labour progressed, the husband felt fine and
asked the doctor to go ahead and kick it up a notch, so the
doctor adjusted the machine to 20% pain transfer.
The husband was still feeling fine.
The doctor checked the husband’s blood pressure and was
amazed at how well he was doing, At this point, they decided
to try for 50%. The husband continued to feel quite well.
Since the pain transfer was obviously helping out the wife
considerably, the husband encouraged the doctor to transfer
ALL the pain to him. The wife delivered a healthy baby with
virtually no pain, She and her husband were ecstatic.
When they got home, the postman was dead on the porch.
<><><><><><> Thoughts on Money <><><><><><>
It can buy a House, But not a Home.
It can buy a Bed, But not Sleep.
It can buy a clock, But not Time.
It can buy a Book, But not Knowledge.
It can buy a Position, But not Respect.
It can buy Medicine, But not Health.
It can buy Blood, But not Life.
It can buy Sex, But not Love.
Money isn’t everything, and it often causes pain and
suffering. I tell you all this because I am your
Friend, and as your Friend I want to take away your
pain and suffering……
So send me all your money and I will suffer for you.
I Accept Cash, Money Orders, Personal cheques, Bags of
Gold . Note: No children as Payments, They will be returned.
<><><><> A Quickie to Finish. <><><><>
A Police Recruit was asked: “What would you do if you had to
arrest your own mother?”
The Recruit answered: “Call for backup.” Bye for now, Merle.