Thought for the day

It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, and comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who as the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat. [Theodore Roosevelt]

Friday, February 11, 2011

This Speaks For Itself

For more than thirty years Bob Hope never spent a Christmas at home. Here is why.  Support the USO.

The Biker

A tough looking biker was riding his Harley through a small town when he sees a girl about to jump off a bridge. So he stops.
“What are you doing?” he asks.
“I’m going to commit suicide,” she says.
While he did not want to appear insensitive, he didn’t want to miss an opportunity to prove he was a classy guy. So he asked “Well, before you jump, why don’t you give me a Kiss?”
So, she does.
After she’s finished, the biker says, “Wow! That was the best Kiss I have ever had. That’s a real talent you are wasting. You could be famous! Why are you committing suicide?”
“My parents don’t like me dressing up like a girl.”

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Reflections


Anderson & Roe Piano Duo play "LIBERTANGO" (Piazzolla)

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Lesson Learned


Chewbacca - High School Picture


Dream Rangers - These Guys Are Cool

She Wasn't Very Pretty but This Is A Bit Rough



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Super Bowl, Super Fan

A man had 50 yard line tickets for the Super Bowl. As he sits down, another man comes down and asked the first man if anyone is sitting in the seat next to him.
"No", he said, "the seat is empty".
"This is incredible", said the man. "Who in their right mind would have a seat like this for the Super Bowl , the biggest sport event in the world, and not use it?"

Somberly, the man says, "Well... the seat actually belongs to me. I was supposed to come here with my wife, but she passed away. This is the first Super Bowl we have not been together since we got married in 1967."

"Oh I'm sorry to hear that. That's terrible. But couldn't you find someone else - a friend or relative or even a neighbor to take the seat?"

The man shakes his head, "No. They're all at the funeral."

Tom Rush - Memory Song

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Another Storm On the Way


Interpretative Dance: 'You Can't Hurry Love'

Church Supper

A group of country friends from the Cottonwood Baptist Church wanted to get together on a regular basis to socialize, and play games. The lady of the house was to prepare the meal.

When it came time for Al and Janet to be the hosts, Janet wanted to outdo all the others. Janet decided to have mushroom-smothered steak, but, mushrooms are expensive.

She then told her husband, no mushrooms, they are too high.  He said, ‘Why don’t you go down in the pasture and pick some of those mushrooms? There are plenty in the creek bed.’  She said, ‘No, some wild mushrooms are poison.’  He said, ‘Well, I see varmints eating them and they’re OK.’

So, Janet decided to give it a try. She picked a bunch, washed, sliced, and diced them for her smothered steak. Then she went out on the back porch and gave Ol’ Spot (the yard dog) a double handful.

Ole’ Spot ate every bite. All morning long, Janet watched Ol’ Spot and the wild mushrooms didn’t seem to affect him, so she decided to use them. The meal was a great success, and Janet even hired a helper lady from town to help her serve. She had on a white apron and a fancy little cap on her head.

After everyone had finished, they relaxed, socialized, and played Phase 10 and Mexican train dominoes. About then, the helper lady from town, came in and whispered in Janet’s ear, ‘Mrs. Williams, Ol’ Spot just died.’

Janet went into hysterics. After she finally calmed down, she called the doctor and told him what had happened. The doctor said, ‘That’s bad, but I think we can take care of it. I will call for an ambulance and I will be there as quick as possible. We’ll give everyone enemas and we will pump out everyone’s stomach. Everything will be fine. Just keep them calm.’

Soon they could hear the siren as the ambulance was coming down the road. The EMT’s and the doctor had suitcases, syringes, and a stomach pump.  One by one, they took each person into the bathroom, gave them an enema, and pumped out their stomach. After the last one was finished, the doctor came out and said, ‘I think everything will be fine now.’ Then he left.

They were all looking pretty weak sitting around the living room, and about this time, the helper lady came in and said, ‘You know, that fellow that ran over Ole’ Spot never even stopped.

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That's A Lot Of Pigs


Life On A Dog


Baby Food


Belgian Cartoon

This is not Mr. Rogers or Sesame Street