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The "Change"

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

  
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    This made me laugh seriously~

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    ROFLMAO! That is hilarious!

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123ELAINE456 9/30/2014 3:20PM

  So True!!! LOL!!!

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WINDSWEPTACRES 9/30/2014 1:24PM

    Maybe not "fell off" exactly, but some things sure did relocate.

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The Most Caring Child

Thursday, September 25, 2014

Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.


The winner was:


1. A four-year-old child, whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman, who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old Gentleman's' yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his mother asked him what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy just said, 'Nothing, I just
Helped him cry.'


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2. Teacher Debbie Moon's first graders were discussing a picture of a family. One little boy in the picture had a different hair color than the other members. One of her students suggested that he was adopted. A little girl said, 'I know all about Adoption, I was adopted..'
'What does it mean to be adopted?', asked another child.
'It means', said the girl, 'that you grew in your mommy's heart instead of her tummy!'


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3. On my way home one day, I stopped to watch a Little League base ball game that was being played in a
park near my home. As I sat down behind the bench on the first-base line, I asked one of the boys what the score was 'We're behind 14 to nothing,' he answered with a smile.
'Really,' I said. 'I have to say you don't look very discouraged.'
'Discouraged?', the boy asked with a puzzled look on his face… 'Why should we be discouraged? We haven't
Been up to bat yet.'


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4. Whenever I'm disappointed with my spot in life, I stop and think about little Jamie Scott. Jamie was trying out for a part in the school play. His mother told me that he'd set his heart on being in it, though she feared he would not be chosen..
On the day the parts were awarded, I went with her to collect him after school. Jamie rushed up to her, eyes shining with pride and excitement.. 'Guess what, Mom,' he shouted, and then said those words that will remain a lesson to me....'I've been chosen to clap and cheer.'


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5. An eye witness account from New York City , on a cold day in December, some years ago: A little boy, about 10-years-old, was standing before a shoe store on the roadway, barefooted, peering through the window, and shivering with cold.
A lady approached the young boy and said, 'My, but you're in such deep thought staring in that window!'
'I was asking God to give me a pair of shoes,' was the boy's reply.
The lady took him by the hand, went into the store, and asked the clerk to get half a dozen pairs of socks
for the boy. She then asked if he could give her a basin of water and a towel. He quickly brought them to her.
She took the little fellow to the back part of the store and, removing her gloves, knelt down, washed his little feet, and dried them with the towel.
By this time, the clerk had returned with the socks.. Placing a pair upon the boy's feet, she purchased him
a pair of shoes..
She tied up the remaining pairs of socks and gave them to him. She patted him on the head and said, 'No
doubt, you will be more comfortable now..'
As she turned to go, the astonished kid caught her by the hand, and looking up into her face, with tears in his eyes, asked her:
'Are you God's wife?'


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MYAKAYAH 9/30/2014 11:38PM

    #3 was my favourite since I watched the Wild Card game tonight with the A's and Royals~

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JANET552 9/28/2014 7:49AM

    Very heart warming!

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NASFKAB 9/28/2014 6:51AM

  loved your blog thanks for sharing

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NEWNANCY2012 9/27/2014 7:54AM

    emoticon I remember watching the "Children say the darndest things" segment on the Art Linkletter TV show back in the 1960's

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FORZACHANDMATT 9/26/2014 1:41PM

    Beautiful - thanks for sharing

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BAMAJAM2 9/25/2014 2:50PM

  Heartwarming blog!
Leo Buscaglia--- God rest his beautiful soul--

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123ELAINE456 9/25/2014 1:48PM

  A Very Beautiful Blog. Wonderful. Thank You.

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SANDRALEET 9/25/2014 1:00PM

    yes we are Gods hands and feet

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IMUSTLOSEIT1 9/25/2014 9:52AM

    Kids have big hearts and understand more than we give them credit for.

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DALID414 9/25/2014 9:36AM

    Awe

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GINNABOOTS 9/25/2014 9:16AM

    Beautiful blog!

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ADIRONDACKMOM 9/25/2014 9:01AM

    WOW! YOU HAVE MADE MY DAY! I did not want this blog to end! This is the best blog thus far! No-- really! This is so inspirational, I just loved it! Thank you for sharing this! I am crying, it is so good!

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SUM FUNEES

Monday, September 15, 2014

The Americans and Russians at the height of the arms race realized that if they continued in the usual manner they were going to blow up the whole world. One day they sat down and decided to settle the whole dispute with one dog fight. They'd have five years to breed the best fighting dog in the world and which ever side's dog won would be entitled to dominate the world. The losing side would have to lay down its arms.
The Russians found the biggest meanest Doberman and Rottweiler dogs in the world and bred them with the biggest meanest Siberian wolves. They selected only the biggest and strongest puppy from each litter, killed his siblings, and gave him all the milk. They used steroids and trainers and after five years came up with the biggest meanest dog the world had ever seen. Its cage needed steel bars that were five inches thick and nobody could get near it.
When the day came for the fight, the Americans showed up with a strange animal. It was a nine foot long Dachshund. Everyone felt sorry for the Americans because they knew there was no way that this dog could possibly last ten seconds with the Russian dog.
When the cages were opened up, the Dachshund came out and wrapped itself around the outside of the ring. It had the Russian dog almost completely surrounded. When the Russian dog leaned over to bite the Dachshund's neck, the Dachshund reached out and consumed the Russian dog in one bite. There was nothing left at all of the Russian dog.
The Russians came up to the Americans shaking their heads in disbelief. "We don't understand how this could have happened. We had our best people working for five years with the meanest Doberman and Rottweiler bitches in the world and the biggest meanest Siberian wolves."
"That's nothing," an American replied. "We had our best plastic surgeons working for five years to make an alligator look like a Dachshund."

A cowboy rode into town and stopped at a saloon for a drink. Unfortunately, the locals had a habit of picking on strangers. So when he finished his drink, he found his horse had been stolen. He went back into the bar, handily flipped his gun into the air, caught it above his head and fired a shot into the ceiling. "WHICH ONE OF YOU SIDEWINDERS STOLE MY HOSS?" he yelled.
No one answered.
"ALL RIGHT, I'M GONNA HAVE ANOTHA' BEER, AND IF MY HOSS AIN'T BACK OUTSIDE BY THE TIME I FINISH, I'M GONNA DO WHAT I DONE IN TEXAS! AND I DON'T LIKE TO HAVE TO DO WHAT I DONE IN TEXAS!"
Some of the locals shifted restlessly. The cowboy had another beer, walked outside, and his horse was back! He saddled up and started to ride out of town. The bartender wandered out of the bar and asked, "Say partner, before you go. . .what happened in Texas?"
The cowboy turned back and said, "I had to walk home."


Q: What do UFO's and smart blondes have in common?

A: You keep hearing about them, but never see any.

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Q: What do you call 10 blondes standing ear to ear?

A: A wind tunnel.


Proposed Error Messages, Windows 2006

The following are new Windows messages that are under consideration for the planned Windows 2006:

1. Enter any 11-digit prime number to continue.

2. Press any key to continue or any other key to quit.

3. Press any key except... no, No, NO, NOT THAT ONE!

4. Bad command or file name! Go stand in the corner.

5. This will end your Windows session. Do you want to play another game?

6. Windows message: "Error saving file! Format drive now? (Y/Y)"

7. This is a message from God Gates: "Rebooting the world. Please log off."

8. To "shut down" your system, type "WIN"

9. BREAKFAST.SYS halted... Cereal port not responding.

10. COFFEE.SYS missing... Insert cup in cup holder and press any key.

11. File not found. Should I fake it? (Y/N)

12. Bad or missing mouse. Spank the cat? (Y/N)

13. Runtime Error 6D at 417A:32CF: Incompetent User.

14. Error reading FAT record: Try the SKINNY one? (Y/N)

15. WinErr 16547: LPT1 not found. Use backup. (PENCIL & PAPER.SYS)

16. User Error: Replace user.

17. Windows VirusScan 1.0 - "Windows found: Remove it? (Y/N)"

18. Your hard drive has been scanned and all stolen software titles have been deleted. The police are on the way.

19. User Error: Intelligence Resource Level Insufficient

20. Netscape.exe... Bad file name... May we suggest M/S Internet Explorer? (Y/y)

  
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MYAKAYAH 9/30/2014 11:41PM

    Poor blondes always dumb jokes~

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The Goldberg Brothers - The Inventors of the Automobile Air Conditioner

Monday, September 08, 2014

Here's a little fact for automotive buffs, or just to dazzle your friends.
The four Goldberg brothers, Lowell, Norman, Hiram, and Max invented and developed the first automobile air-conditioner. On July 17, 1946 , the temperature in Detroit was 97 degrees.

The four brothers walked into old man Henry Ford's office and sweet-talked his secretary into telling him that four gentlemen were there with the most exciting innovation in the auto industry since the electric starter.

Henry was curious and invited them into his office. They refused and instead asked that he come out to the parking lot to their car. They persuaded him to get into the car, which was about 130 degrees, turned on the air conditioner, and cooled the car off immediately. The old man got very excited and invited them back to the office, where he offered them $3 million for the patent.

The brothers refused, saying they would settle for $2 million, but they wanted the recognition by having a label, 'The Goldberg Air-Conditioner,' on the dashboard of each car in which it was installed. Now old man Ford was more than just a little anti-Jewish, and there was no way he was going to put the Goldberg's name on two million Fords. They haggled back and forth for about two hours and finally agreed on $4 million and that just their first names would be shown. And so to this day, all Ford air conditioners show --

Lo, Norm, Hi, and Max -- on the controls.

  
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MYAKAYAH 9/30/2014 11:42PM

    Kinda humorous~

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  loved your blog you made me convinced it really happened till the end

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KRYSSCOTT 9/8/2014 6:57PM

    Oh, my! You almost got me! I believed every word all the way up until the last line.

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    Now I don't know if I want to believe that one or not.

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123ELAINE456 9/8/2014 9:34AM

  Awesome Blog.

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SANDRALEET 9/8/2014 7:50AM

    Stupidity at it most expensive

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WOUBBIE 9/8/2014 6:56AM

    LOL! You almost had me on this one!

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    Incredibly cute blog !
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Jasper and the Unbaked Yeast Rolls

Sunday, September 07, 2014

Those of you who have/had animals will probably appreciate this more. It is a story that is hilarious in itself and the person that wrote it is a good writer and made the story even better. ~

We have a fox terrier by the name of Jasper. He came to us in the summer of 2001 from the fox terrier rescue program. For those of you, who are unfamiliar with this type of adoption, imagine taking in a 10-year-old child about whom you know nothing and committing to doing your best to be a good parent.

Like a child, the dog came with his own idiosyncrasies. He will only sleep on the bed, on top of the covers, nuzzled as close to my face as he can get without actually performing a French kiss on me.

Lest you think this is a bad case of 'no discipline,' I should tell you that Perry and I tried every means to break him of this habit including locking him in a separate bedroom for several nights. The new door cost over $200. But I digress...

Five weeks ago we began remodeling our house. Although the cost of the project is downright obnoxious, it was 20 years overdue AND it got me out of cooking Thanksgiving for family, extended family, and a lot of friends that I like more than family most of the time.

I was assigned the task of preparing 124 of my famous yeast dinner rolls for the two Thanksgiving feasts we did attend. I am still cursing the electrician for getting the new oven hooked up so quickly. It was the only appliance in the whole darn house that worked, thus the assignment. I made the decision to cook the rolls on Wed evening to reheat Thurs am. Since the kitchen was freshly painted, you can imagine the odor. Not wanting the rolls to smell like Sherwin Williams #586, I put the rolls on baking sheets and set them in the living room to rise hours.

Perry and I decided to go out to eat, returning in about an hour. The rolls were ready to go in the oven. It was 8:30 PM. When I went to the living room to retrieve the pans, much to my shock one whole pan of 12 rolls was empty. I called out to Jasper and my worst nightmare became a reality. He literally wobbled over to me. He looked like a combination of the Pillsbury dough boy and the Michelin Tire man wrapped up in fur. He groaned when he walked. I swear even his cheeks were bloated. I ran to the phone and called our vet. After a few seconds of uproarious laughter, he told me the dog would probably be OK, however, I needed to give him Pepto Bismol every 2 hours for the rest of the night. God only knows why I thought a dog would like Pepto Bismol any more than my kids did when they were sick. Suffice it to say that by the time we went to bed the dog was black, white and pink. He was so bloated we had to lift him onto the bed for the night.

We arose at 7:30 and as we always do first thing; put the dog out to relieve himself. Well, the dog was as drunk as a sailor on his first leave. He was running into walls, falling flat on his butt, and most of the time when he was walking his front half was going one direction and the other half was either dragging the grass or headed 90 degrees in another direction.

He couldn't lift his leg to pee, so he would just walk and pee at the same time. When he ran down the small incline in our backyard, he couldn't stop himself and nearly ended up running into the fence. His pupils were dilated and he was as dizzy as a loon. I endured another few seconds of laughter from the vet (second call within 12 hours) before he explained that the yeast had fermented in his belly and that he was indeed drunk. He assured me that, not unlike most binges we humans go through, it would wear off after about 4 or 5 hours and to keep giving him Pepto Bismol.

Afraid to leave him by himself in the house, Perry and I loaded him up and took him with us to my sister's house for the first Thanksgiving meal of the day. My sister lives outside of Muskogee on a ranch, (10 to 15 minute drive). Rolls firmly secured in the trunk (124 less 12) and drunk dog leaning from the back seat onto the console of the car between Perry and me, we took off.

Now I know you probably don't believe that dogs burp, but believe me when I say that after eating a tray of risen unbaked yeast rolls, DOGS WILL BURP. These burps were pure Old Charter. They would have matched or beat any smell in a drunk tank at the police station. But that's not the worst of it.

Now he was beginning to let off gas and it smelled like baked rolls. God strike me dead if I am not telling the truth! We endured this for the entire trip to Karen's, thankful she didn't live any further away than she did. Once Jasper was firmly placed in my sister's garage with the door locked, we finally sat down to enjoy our first Thanksgiving meal of the day. The dog was the topic of conversation all morning long and everyone made trips to the garage to witness my drunken dog, each returning with a tale of Jasper's latest endeavor to walk without running into something.

Of course, as the old adage goes, 'what goes in, must come out' and Jasper was no exception. Granted, if it had been me that had eaten 12 risen, unbaked yeast rolls, you might as well have put a concrete block up my behind, but alas a dog's digestive system is quite different from yours or mine. I discovered this was a mixed blessing when we prepared to leave Karen's house. Having discovered his 'packages' on the garage floor, we loaded him up in the car so we could hose down the floor. This was another naive decision on our part. The blast of water from the hose hit the poop on the floor and the poop on the floor withstood the blast from the hose. It was like Portland cement beginning to set up and cure. We finally tried to remove it with a shovel. I (obviously no one else was going to offer their services) had to get on my hands and knees with a coarse brush to get the remnants off of the floor. And as if this wasn't degrading enough, the darn dog in his drunken state had walked through the poop and left paw prints all over the garage floor that had to be brushed, too.

Well, by this time the dog was sobering up nicely so we took him home and dropped him off before we left for our second Thanksgiving dinner at Perry's sister's house. I am happy to report that as of today (Monday) the dog is back to normal both in size and temperament. He has had a bath and is no longer tricolor. None the worse for wear ... I presume.

I am also happy to report that just this evening I found 2 risen unbaked yeast rolls hidden inside my closet door. It appears he must have come to his senses after eating 10 of them but decided hiding 2 of them for later would not be a bad idea. Now, I'm doing research on the computer as to: 'How to clean unbaked dough from the carpet.'

And how was your day????

  
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MYAKAYAH 9/30/2014 11:44PM

    Okay, this story is weird~

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GENRE009 9/17/2014 9:26AM

    Cute story! But very messy. I suppose you forgot that you can't leave any food out, because dogs get bored, and will try to get it. In my situation it was the thawed chicken, or the tuna salad enough to feed twelve people . eva

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NASFKAB 9/13/2014 11:50AM

  FUNNY

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GINNABOOTS 9/8/2014 8:52AM

    Hysterical, loved it!

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WOUBBIE 9/7/2014 11:06PM

    LOL! Was looking this up on Snopes and found this "cat" version:

When I was living in Houston, my male cat at the time, a Cornish Rex named Vivat, ate a couple of hundred yeast tablets.

I used to give my cats these special yeast and garlic tablets recommended by my vet to discourage fleas (did not work). To Vivat, those tablets were the ultimate feline taste sensation, and everytime he heard me shake the bottle, he would come running and circle frantically, leaping and yowling. My parents were visiting one weekend, and my mother gave Vivat some of the tablets.

The next morning, when I went into the bathroom to get ready for work, I found Vivat lying on his side on the cold tile floor. His stomach was hugely bloated, his eyes glazed and sunken, and his legs out stiff, as if he was in the throes of rigor mortis. I touched him and all he let out was a feeble moan.

Frantic, I ran into the kitchen to call the vet, and found the nearly empty jar of tablets on the floor (it was a 400 count, and nearly new, so he must of eaten a couple of hundred). My mother must have forgotten to put the lid back on the jar. When I told the vet what had happened, she laughed and assured me that Vivat would just lie there all day saying "I can't believe I ate the whole thing," and ultimately he would be fine.

I don't know about dogs being able to burp, but apparently cats cannot, because Vivat began releasing the fermenting gas from a more southern orifice. By the time I got back to the bathroom, he had produced enough foul smelling byproduct to qualify as a EPA biohazard. I flipped him over on the bathmat and dragged it to a far corner of the living room, as far downwind as possible.

When I came back that evening, Vivat was up and walking around, though still a little rotund and gaseous. Just out of curiousity, I shook the bottle with the remaining yeast tablets, and he came waddling into the room, yowling for more.

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VEG954 9/7/2014 9:58PM

  I really enjoyed reading your blog.
That must have been a hysterical site.
Wouldn't have wanted to clean up the messes.
Guess that's why the only pets I have are plants!
Thanks!!!

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KRYSSCOTT 9/7/2014 9:54PM

    ROFLMAO! Loved that, very funny and certainly something my doxie would do without hesitation.

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IMUSTLOSEIT1 9/7/2014 9:52PM

    That's a great one. One of the funniest one I've heard lately.

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