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font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: saddlebrown;"&gt;Can you cry under water?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: saddlebrown;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How important does a              person have to be before they are considered assassinated instead of              just murdered?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Once you're in heaven, do you              get stuck wearing the clothes you were buried in for eternity?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: royalblue;"&gt;Why does a round pizza              come in a square box?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: royalblue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What disease did cured              ham actually have?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it that we put man on the moon              before we figured out it would be a good idea to put wheels on              luggage?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: grey;"&gt;Why is it that people say they              'slept like a baby' when babies wake up like every two              hours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: grey;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: teal;"&gt;Why              are you IN a movie, but you're ON TV?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: teal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people pay to              go up tall buildings and then put money in binoculars to look at              things on the ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Why do doctors leave the              room while you change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;They're going to see you              naked anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Why is 'bra' singular and              'panties' plural?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Why do toasters always have a              setting that burns the toast to a horrible crisp, which no decent              human being would eat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: teal;"&gt;If Jimmy cracks corn and no one              cares, why is there a stupid song about him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: teal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: olive;"&gt;Why does Goofy stand erect              while Pluto remains on all fours? They're both              dogs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: olive;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;If corn oil is made from              corn, and vegetable oil is made from vegetables, what is baby oil              made from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;Do the Alphabet song and              Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star have the same tune?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Why did you just try singing              the two songs above?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever notice              that when you blow in a dog's face, he gets mad at you, but when you              take him for a car ride, he sticks his head out the window?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;Why, Why, Why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;do we              press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are              getting dead?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;Why do banks charge a fee on              'insufficient funds' when they know there is not enough              money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: teal;"&gt;Why does someone believe you              when you say there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: teal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: teal;"&gt;are four billion stars, but              check when you say the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: teal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: teal;"&gt;paint is wet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: olive;"&gt;Why do they use sterilized              needles &lt;br /&gt;for death by lethal injection?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Why doesn't Tarzan have a              beard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;Why does Superman stop bullets              with his chest, but ducks when you throw a revolver at              him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Why do Kamikaze pilots wear              helmets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;If people evolved from apes,              why are there still apes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Why is it that no matter what              colour bubble bath you use the bubbles are always              white?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: olive;"&gt;Is there ever a day that              mattresses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: olive;"&gt;are              not on sale?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: olive;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Why do people constantly              return to the refrigerator with hopes that something new to eat will              have materialized? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;Why do people keep running              over a thread a dozen times with their vacuum cleaner, then reach              down, pick it up, examine it, then put it down to give the              vacuum one more chance?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Why is it that no plastic bag              will open from the end on your first try?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;How do those dead bugs get into              those enclosed light &lt;br /&gt;fixtures?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Why is it that whenever you              attempt to catch something that's falling off the table you always              manage to knock something else over?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: olive;"&gt;In winter why do we try to              keep the house as warm as it was in summer when we complained about              the heat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: olive;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;How come you never hear              father-in-law jokes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-4865163731980804129?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/4865163731980804129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/03/questions-that-haunt-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/4865163731980804129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/4865163731980804129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/03/questions-that-haunt-me.html' title='Questions that haunt me...'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-4422558307812713319</id><published>2012-03-01T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-03-01T07:03:41.757-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike chained to a tree'/><title type='text'>Unusual Memorial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;On Vashon Island (near Seattle), a tree has a very unusual passenger. As  the story goes, a boy went to war in 1914 and left his bike chained to a  tree. The tree ate the bike and it remains to this day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oQpY5uod1Rs/T0UVMZpuKzI/AAAAAAAACnU/4HELOC0oh_8/s1600/boy-war-bike-tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oQpY5uod1Rs/T0UVMZpuKzI/AAAAAAAACnU/4HELOC0oh_8/s1600/boy-war-bike-tree.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-4422558307812713319?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/4422558307812713319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/03/unusual-memorial.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/4422558307812713319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/4422558307812713319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/03/unusual-memorial.html' title='Unusual Memorial'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oQpY5uod1Rs/T0UVMZpuKzI/AAAAAAAACnU/4HELOC0oh_8/s72-c/boy-war-bike-tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-6142906571605562397</id><published>2012-02-29T09:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-29T09:59:16.977-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><title type='text'>Another Optical Collision</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Strange how it continually shifts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The brain is so interesting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;This is very cleverly edited.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Stare at this pic carefully and you will see this man turn his face.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Share this with your friends if you saw him turn his head&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gnv725Sk4_0/T05nEhZnKDI/AAAAAAAACns/YxLrtrbEShM/s1600/crazy-man.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gnv725Sk4_0/T05nEhZnKDI/AAAAAAAACns/YxLrtrbEShM/s400/crazy-man.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-6142906571605562397?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/6142906571605562397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/brain-is-so-interesting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/6142906571605562397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/6142906571605562397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/brain-is-so-interesting.html' title='Another Optical Collision'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gnv725Sk4_0/T05nEhZnKDI/AAAAAAAACns/YxLrtrbEShM/s72-c/crazy-man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-7353490122297824247</id><published>2012-02-28T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-28T08:16:07.945-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Did the White House Snub Petraeus?'/><title type='text'>Did the White House Snub Petraeus?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="text parbase section"&gt;The Obama administration has hailed  Gen. David Petraeus as one of history’s greatest military strategists,  whose stewardship of two difficult, prolonged wars won bipartisan  praise. But when it came to his military retirement ceremony last week,  few of the political brass could find the time to attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="" name="body_text1" style="visibility: hidden;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;President  Barack Obama was in town, but didn’t show up.&lt;/b&gt; He chose to make a  personal call to express his gratitude to Petraeus after 37 years of  military service. But a call is not the same as attendance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No Joe Biden, either,&lt;/b&gt; even though ceremonies are the usual fare for  vice presidents. Not even Petraeus’ civilian boss and soon-to-be fellow  Cabinet colleague, Defense Secretary Leon Panetta, made it. (A Pentagon  spokesman explained Panetta was on a long-planned trip.) A quick scan of  the nearly 1,000 people in the audience made clear that senators,  congressmen and foreign diplomats far outnumbered Obama aides. In fact,  the highest-ranking civilian in attendance was Deputy Defense Secretary  William Lynn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a far cry from the sendoff for Gen. Colin Powell in a 1993  ceremony that drew two presidents and the defense Secretary. So was it a  snub?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petraeus isn’t likely to think so. After all, he didn’t need all the  fuss, since he’s going right back to work for Obama in his new job as  CIA director. And it was the last week in August, just before the Labor  Day holiday, when many Washingtonians were away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, the meager political turnout was a not-so-subtle reminder that  this White House has had its suspicions about Petraeus, even as it  relied on him to take on the Iraq War, and then Afghanistan. Some  worried Petraeus might run in 2012 for president, a fear he worked to  allay. Early in the administration, he assured Rahm Emanuel, Obama’s  then chief of staff, that he had no political ambitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps then, the White House just had a bad week of etiquette. After  all, it also scheduled Obama’s big job speech the same night as the big  GOP presidential debate at Ronald Reagan’s library, a move that  infuriated Republicans and forced the president to reschedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the case, presidential aides did their best to put a happy  spin on the Petraeus farewell. Obama had phoned the general to  congratulate him on “an historic career of service” and “extraordinary  contributions to our national security in Iraq and Afghanistan,” the  White House trumpeted in a press release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petraeus seemed to revel in the ceremony on a cloudless Wednesday  morning at Northern Virginia’s Fort Myers installation, just across a  gleaming Potomac from Washington. Close to 1,000 guests fanned their  programs in the summer heat: family and friends; alumni from Petraeus’s  West Point class of ’74; comrades from the divisions he had served in;  the current chiefs of staff; and a corps of retired generals who’d been  his commanders or mentors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the great lawn at the heart of Fort Myers, the 17-gun salute  Petraeus warranted as a four-star general thumped across the field to  herald the band, the colors, the parade. Afterward, a line of people  queued around the block to shake hands with Petraeus and his wife Holly  at a reception in the officers’ club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few dispute that Petraeus helped rescue the American effort in Iraq  from looming defeat. He then stepped in to take command in Afghanistan  when Gen. Stanley McChrystal was felled by the indiscreet remarks of his  staff in a Paris bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Obama, at a hasty one-on-one in the Oval Office in June last  year, said to Petraeus, “I am asking you, as your president and  commander in chief, to take command in Afghanistan," Petraeus’s reply  was: “In response to that, there can be only one answer: Yes sir.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In doing so, Petraeus stepped down a rung in the military hierarchy,  from the combatant commander of Central Command to command in a single  theater. The sacrifice was more than formal: Petraeus took a 10 percent  pay cut, which means now a corresponding reduction in his pension. It  didn’t occur to him to refuse the president’s request, Petraues told The  Daily Beast in an interview recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo1iyCcyFrc/T0z9Dtml3fI/AAAAAAAACnk/8oBWW37jpNs/s1600/gen-pat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo1iyCcyFrc/T0z9Dtml3fI/AAAAAAAACnk/8oBWW37jpNs/s400/gen-pat.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-7353490122297824247?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/7353490122297824247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/did-white-house-snub-petraeus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/7353490122297824247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/7353490122297824247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/did-white-house-snub-petraeus.html' title='Did the White House Snub Petraeus?'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo1iyCcyFrc/T0z9Dtml3fI/AAAAAAAACnk/8oBWW37jpNs/s72-c/gen-pat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-4408589874664904955</id><published>2012-02-27T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-27T07:52:22.915-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad luck'/><title type='text'>May be the answer..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;As she sat by him, he whispered, eyes full of tears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;'You know what?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You have been with me all through the bad times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When I got fired, you were there to support me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When my business failed, you were there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When I got shot, you were by my side.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When we lost the house, you stayed right here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When my health started failing, you were still by my side...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You know what Martha?'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;'What dear?' she gently asked,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;smiling as her heart began to fill with warmth..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;'I'm beginning to think you're bad luck . . . '&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-4408589874664904955?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/4408589874664904955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/may-be-answer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/4408589874664904955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/4408589874664904955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/may-be-answer.html' title='May be the answer..?'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-3887960164557724594</id><published>2012-02-26T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-26T06:55:23.629-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tale of Six Boys'/><title type='text'>Tale of Six Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Each year I am hired to go to Washington, DC, with the eighth grade class from Clinton, WI, where I grew up, to videotape their trip. I greatly enjoy visiting our nation's capitol, and each year I take some special memories back with me. This fall's trip was especially memorable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;On the last night of our trip, we stopped at the Iwo Jima memorial. This memorial is the largest bronze statue in the world and depicts one of the most famous photographs in history -- that of the six brave soldiers raising the American Flag at the top of a rocky hill on the island of Iwo Jima, Japan, during WW II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Over one hundred students and chaperones piled off the buses and headed towards the memorial. I noticed a solitary figure at the base of the statue, and as I got closer he asked, "Where are you guys from?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I told him that we were from Wisconsin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Hey, I'm a cheese head, too! Come gather around, Cheese heads, and I will tell you a story." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;(James Bradley just happened to be in Washington, DC, to speak at the memorial the following day. He was there that night to say good night to his dad, who has since passed away. He was just about to leave when he saw the buses pull up. I videotaped him as he spoke to us, and received his permission to share what he said from my videotape. It is one thing to tour the incredible monuments filled with history in Washington, D.C., but it is quite another to get the kind of insight we received that night.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;When all had gathered around, he reverently began to speak. &lt;br /&gt;(Here are his words that night.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"My name is James Bradley and I'm from Antigo, Wisconsin. My dad is on that statue, and I just wrote a book called "Flags of Our Fathers" which is #5 on the New York Times Best Seller list right now. It is the story of the six boys you see behind me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Six boys raised the flag. The first guy putting the pole in the ground is Harlon Block. Harlon was an all-state football player. He enlisted in the Marine Corps with all the senior members of his football team. They were off to play another type of game. A game called "War." But it didn't turn out to be a game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Harlon, at the age of 21, died with his intestines in his hands. I don't say that to gross you out, I say that because there are generals who stand in front of this statue and talk about the glory of war. You guys need to know that most of the boys in Iwo Jima were 17, 18, and 19 years old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;(He pointed to the statue) "You see this next guy? That's Rene Gagnon from New Hampshire. If you took Rene's helmet off at the moment this photo was taken and looked in the webbing of that helmet, you would find a photograph... a photograph of his girlfriend. Rene put that in there for protection because he was scared. He was 18 years old. Boys won the battle of Iwo Jima. Boys. Not old men. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"The next guy here, the third guy in this tableau, was Sergeant Mike Strank. Mike is my hero. He was the hero of all these guys. They called him the "old man" because he was so old. He was already 24. When Mike would motivate his boys in training camp, he didn't say, 'Let's go kill some Japanese' or 'Let's die for our country.' He knew he was talking to little boys. Instead he would say, 'You do what I say, and I'll get you home to your mothers.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"The last guy on this side of the statue is Ira Hayes, a Pima Indian from Arizona. Ira Hayes walked off Iwo Jima. He went into the White House with my dad. President Truman told him , 'You're a hero.' He told reporters, 'How can I feel like a hero when 250 of my buddies hit the island with me and only 27 of us walked off alive?' So you take your class at school, 250 of you spending a year together having fun, doing everything together. Then all 250 of you hit the beach, but only 27 of your classmates walk off alive. That was Ira Hayes. He had images of horror in his mind. Ira Hayes died dead drunk, face down at the age of 32 .. ten years after this picture was taken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"The next guy, going around the statue, is Franklin Sousley from Hilltop, Kentucky. A fun-lovin' hillbilly boy. His best friend, who is now 70, told me, 'Yeah, you know, we took two cows up on the porch of the Hilltop General Store. Then we strung wire across the stairs so the cows couldn't get down. Then we fed them Epsom salts. Yes, he was a fun-lovin' hillbilly boy. Franklin died on Iwo Jima at the age of 19. When the telegram came to tell his mother that he was dead, it went to the Hilltop General Store. A barefoot boy ran that telegram up to his mother's farm. The neighbors could hear her scream all night and into the morning. The neighbors lived a quarter of a mile away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"The next guy, as we continue to go around the statue, is my dad, John Bradley from Antigo, Wisconsin, where I was raised. My dad lived until 1994, but he would never give interviews. When Walter Cronkite's producers, or the New York Times would call, we were trained as little kids to say, 'No, I'm sorry, sir, my dad's not here. He is in Canada fishing. No, there is no phone there, sir. No, we don't know when he is coming back.' My dad never fished or even went to Canada. Usually, he was sitting there right at the table eating his Campbell's soup. But we had to tell the press that he was out fishing. He didn't want to talk to the press. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"You see, my dad didn't see himself as a hero. Everyone thinks these guys are heroes, 'cause they are in a photo and on a monument. My dad knew better. He was a medic. John Bradley from Wisconsin was a caregiver. In Iwo Jima he probably held over 200 boys as they died. And when boys died in Iwo Jima, they writhed and screamed in pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"When I was a little boy, my third grade teacher told me that my dad was a hero. When I went home and told my dad that, he looked at me and said, 'I want you always to remember that the heroes of Iwo Jima are the guys who did not come back. Did NOT come back.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"So that's the story about six nice young boys. Three died on Iwo Jima, and three came back as national heroes. Overall, 7,000 boys died on Iwo Jima in the worst battle in the history of the Marine Corps. My voice is giving out, so I will end here. Thank you for your time." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Suddenly, the monument wasn't just a big old piece of metal with a flag sticking out of the top. It came to life before our eyes with the heartfelt words of a son who did indeed have a father who was a hero. Maybe not a hero for the reasons most people would believe, but a hero nonetheless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Let us never forget from the Revolutionary War to the current War on Terrorism and all the wars in between that sacrifice was made for our freedom. Remember to pray praises for this great country of ours and also pray for those still in murderous unrest around the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;STOP and thank God for being alive and being free at someone else's sacrifice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;REMINDER: Everyday that you can wake up free, it's going to be a great day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Great story - worth your time? Please pass along.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzpjzfax_-U/T0pHvoQVbzI/AAAAAAAACnc/lylzGN8s_l0/s1600/iwo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzpjzfax_-U/T0pHvoQVbzI/AAAAAAAACnc/lylzGN8s_l0/s1600/iwo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-3887960164557724594?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/3887960164557724594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/tale-of-six-boys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/3887960164557724594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/3887960164557724594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/tale-of-six-boys.html' title='Tale of Six Boys'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzpjzfax_-U/T0pHvoQVbzI/AAAAAAAACnc/lylzGN8s_l0/s72-c/iwo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-2207734649242401573</id><published>2012-02-24T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-24T11:12:27.026-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occupy Golf Movement'/><title type='text'>Occupy Golf Movement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;WE NEED TO BE HEARD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;I am a member of golf’s lower 99%.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;I  am an indifferent golfer, and there’s no way I could ever make it to  the professional level. I will never put in the practice time to be the  best. I will never have the shots, skills, or mental toughness to “make  it” in the sport. I just never felt like working all that hard at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;However,  I am a part of the golfing community and, as such, feel I should be  paid by the top 1% of golfers for what I do. It isn't fair that those  players who have worked harder, have studied the game, have better  equipment and are more skilled and dedicated should make all that BIG  money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Where's my share? I’m a Victim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;The  top 1% should pay for my club memberships and green fees and lessons,  buy me new clubs, balls, clothes and shoes, and pay me some of their  winnings. They can afford it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;They are “The Rich.” The whole system  should be changed to accommodate people like me. I think we should get  together and occupy a golf course and demand that those who are better  at what they do, pay for us who generally suck. Whining should get us  something - maybe we'll make the cover of Time Magazine, garnish some  public sympathy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Hell, during this election year we may even get a law  or two passed by legislators who want our votes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;p.s. Don’t mention this to tennis players. We thought of it first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-2207734649242401573?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/2207734649242401573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/occupy-golf-movement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/2207734649242401573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/2207734649242401573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/occupy-golf-movement.html' title='Occupy Golf Movement'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-7670781120071120781</id><published>2012-02-22T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-22T08:06:19.570-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people in court'/><title type='text'>Ole in Court</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333366; font: large Arial;"&gt;Ole's         car was hit by a truck in an accident. In court, the trucking         company's lawyer         was questioning Ole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333366; font: large Arial;"&gt;'Didn't         you say, sir, at the scene of the accident, 'I'm fine?' asked         the lawyer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333366; font: large Arial;"&gt;Ole         responded, 'Vell, I'll tell you vat happened. I had yust loaded         my&amp;nbsp; favorite         mule, Bessie, into da.....'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333366; font: large Arial;"&gt;'I         didn't ask for any details', the lawyer interrupted. 'Just         answer the question.         Did you not say, at the scene of the accident, 'I'm fine'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333366; font: large Arial;"&gt;Ole         said, 'Vell, I had yust got Bessie into da trailer and I vas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333366; font: large Arial;"&gt;driving         down da road.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333366; font: large Arial;"&gt;The         lawyer interrupted again and said, 'Judge, I am trying to&amp;nbsp; establish         the fact that, at the scene of the accident, this man told the Highway         Patrolman on the scene that he was just fine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333366; font: large Arial;"&gt;Now several weeks         after the accident he is trying to sue my client. I believe he         is a         fraud. Please tell him to simply answer the question.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333366; font: large Arial;"&gt;By this         time, the Judge was fairly interested in Ole's answer and said         to the lawyer,         'I'd like to hear what he has to say about his favorite mule,         Bessie'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333366; font: large Arial;"&gt;Ole         thanked the Judge and proceeded. 'Vell, as I vas saying, I had         yust loaded Bessie,         my favorite mule, into da trailer and vas driving her down da         highvay ven dis         huge semi-truck and trailer ran da stop sign and smacked my&amp;nbsp; truck         right in da side.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333366; font: large Arial;"&gt;I vas trown into one ditch and Bessie vas         trown into da&amp;nbsp; other.         I vas hurting real bad and didn't vant to move. However, I could         hear Bessie moaning         and groaning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333366; font: large Arial;"&gt;I knew she was in terrible shape yust by her         groans'. 'Shortly after         da accident da Highway Patrolman, he came to da scene. He could         hear Bessie         moaning and groaning so he vent over to her'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333366; font: large Arial;"&gt;'After         he looked at her and saw her fatal condition he took out his&amp;nbsp; gun and         shot her right 'tween da eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333366; font: large Arial;"&gt;Den da         Patrolman, he came across da road, gun still smoking, looked at         me and said,         'How are you feeling?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333366; font: large Arial;"&gt;'Now         vat da hell vould YOU say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-7670781120071120781?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/7670781120071120781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/ole-in-court.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/7670781120071120781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/7670781120071120781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/ole-in-court.html' title='Ole in Court'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-4107239749002216358</id><published>2012-02-21T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-21T10:59:20.529-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='State&apos;s Preamble'/><title type='text'>Do you know your State's Preamble?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Alabama 1901,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We the people of                  the State of Alabama , invoking the favor and guidance of                  Almighty God, do ordain and establish the following                  Constitution.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alaska 1956,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  Alaska , grateful to God and to those who founded our nation and                  pioneered this great land. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arizona 1911,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  the State of Arizona , grateful to Almighty God for our                  liberties, do ordain this Constitution...                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arkansas 1874,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  the State of Arkansas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;                  grateful to Almighty God for the privilege of choosing                  our own form of government... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;California 1879,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the People of                  the State of California , grateful to Almighty God for our                  freedom... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colorado 1876,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  Colorado , with profound reverence for the Supreme Ruler of                  Universe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connecticut                  1818, Preamble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;The People of                  Connecticut, acknowledging with gratitude the good Providence of                  God in permitting them to enjoy.                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delaware 1897,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Through Divine                  Goodness all men have, by nature, the rights of worshipping and                  serving their Creator according to the dictates of their                  consciences. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florida 1885,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  the State of Florida , grateful to Almighty God for our                  constitutional liberty, establish this Constitution...                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Georgia 1777,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  Georgia , relying upon protection and guidance of Almighty God,                  do ordain and establish this Constitution...                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawaii 1959,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  Hawaii , Grateful for Divine Guidance ... Establish this                  Constitution. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idaho 1889,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  the State of Idaho , grateful to Almighty God for our freedom,                  to secure its blessings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;                                                                                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illinois 1870,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  the State of Illinois, grateful to Almighty God for the civil ,                  political and religious liberty which He hath so long permitted                  us toenjoy and looking to                  Him for a blessing on our endeavors.                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indiana 1851,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the People of                  the State of Indiana , grateful to Almighty God for the free                  exercise of the right to choose our form of government.                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iowa 1857,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the People of                  the State of Iowa , grateful to the Supreme Being for the                  blessings hitherto enjoyed, and feeling our dependence on Him                  for a continuation of                  these blessings, establish this Constitution.                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kansas 1859,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  Kansas , grateful to Almighty God for our civil and religious                  privileges establish this Constitution.                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kentucky 1891,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  the Commonwealth are grateful to Almighty God for the civil,                  political and religious liberties..                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louisiana 1921,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  the State of Louisiana , grateful to Almighty God for the civil,                  political and religious liberties we enjoy.                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maine 1820,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We the People of                  Maine acknowledging with grateful hearts the goodness of the                  Sovereign Ruler of the Universe in affording us an                  opportunity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;..And imploring His                  aid and direction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maryland 1776,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  the state of Maryland , grateful to Almighty God for our civil                  and religious liberty... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Massachusetts                  1780, Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We...the people of                  Massachusetts, acknowledging with grateful hearts, the goodness                  of the Great Legislator of the Universe In the course of His Providence, an                  opportunity and devoutly imploring His direction                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michigan 1908,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  the State of Michigan , grateful to Almighty God for the                  blessings of freedom, establish this Constitution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minnesota, 1857,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  the State of Minnesota , grateful to God for our civil and                  religious liberty, and desiring to perpetuate its                  blessings: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mississippi                  1890, Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  Mississippi in convention assembled, grateful to Almighty God,                  and invoking His blessing on our work.                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missouri 1845,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  Missouri , with profound reverence for the Supreme Ruler of the                  Universe, and grateful for His goodness                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;-                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Establish this                  Constitution... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montana 1889,                  Preamble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; We,                  the people of Montana , grateful to Almighty God for the                  blessings of liberty establish this                  Constitution..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nebraska 1875,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people,                  grateful to Almighty God for our freedom. Establish this                  Constitution. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevada 1864,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We the people of the                  State of Nevada , grateful to Almighty God for our freedom,                  establish this Constitution... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Hampshire                  1792, Part I.. Art. I. Sec. V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Every individual has                  a natural and unalienable right to worship God according to the                  dictates of his own conscience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Jersey 1844,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  the State of New Jersey, grateful to Almighty God for civil and                  religious liberty which He hath so long permitted us to enjoy,                  and looking to Him for a                  blessing on our endeavors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Mexico 1911,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the People of                  New Mexico, grateful to Almighty God for the blessings of                  liberty.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New                  York 1846, Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  the State of New York , grateful to Almighty God for our                  freedom, in order to secure its blessings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;North Carolina                  1868, Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We the people of the                  State of North Carolina, grateful to Almighty God, the Sovereign                  Ruler of Nations, for our civil, political, and religious                  liberties, and acknowledging                  our dependence upon Him for the continuance of those...                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;North Dakota                  1889, Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  North Dakota , grateful to Almighty God for the blessings of                  civil and religious liberty, do ordain...                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohio 1852,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We the people of the                  state of Ohio , grateful to Almighty God for our freedom, to                  secure its blessings and to promote our common.                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oklahoma 1907,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Invoking the                  guidance of Almighty God, in order to secure and perpetuate the                  blessings of liberty, establish this                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oregon 1857,                  Bill of Rights, Article I Section 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;All men shall be                  secure in the Natural right, to worship Almighty God according                  to the dictates of their consciences                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pennsylvania                  1776, Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  Pennsylvania , grateful to Almighty God for the blessings of                  civil and religious liberty, and humbly invoking His                  guidance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhode Island                  1842, Preamble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We the People of the                  State of Rhode Island grateful to Almighty God for the civil and                  religious liberty which He hath so long permitted us to                  enjoy, and looking to Him                  for a blessing.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South Carolina ,                  1778, Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people                  of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a13f00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a13f00; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;he State of South                  Carolina grateful to God for our liberties, do ordain and                  establish this Constitution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South Dakota                  1889, Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  South Dakota , grateful to Almighty God for our civil and                  religious liberties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennessee 1796,                  Art. XI.III.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;That all men have a                  natural and indefeasible right to worship Almighty God according                  to the dictates of their conscience...                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texas 1845,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We the People of the                  Republic of Texas , acknowledging, with gratitude, the grace and                  beneficence of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utah 1896,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Grateful to Almighty                  God for life and liberty, we establish this Constitution.                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vermont 1777,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Whereas all                  government ought to enable the individuals who compose it to                  enjoy their natural rights, and other blessings which the Author                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;of Existence has                  bestowed on man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virginia 1776,                  Bill of Rights, XVI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Religion, or the                  Duty which we owe our Creator can be directed only by Reason and                  that it is the mutual duty of all to practice                  Christian&amp;nbsp; Forbearance, Love                  and Charity towards each other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washington 1889,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We the People of the                  State of Washington , grateful to the Supreme Ruler of the                  Universe for our liberties, do ordain this Constitution                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;West Virginia                  1872, Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Since through Divine                  Providence we enjoy the blessings of civil, political and                  religious liberty, we, the people of West Virginia reaffirm                  our faith in and                  constant reliance upon God .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wisconsin 1848,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We, the people of                  Wisconsin , grateful to Almighty God for our freedom, domestic                  tranquility.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyoming 1890,                  Preamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #600000; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, the people                  of the State of Wyoming , grateful to God for our civil,                  political, and religious liberties, establish this Constitution...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;After reviewing                  acknowledgments of God from all 50 state constitutions,                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;one is faced with the                  prospect that &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;the                  ACLU and the out-of-control federal courts are                  wrong&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;                  If you found this to be 'Food for thought' send to                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;as many as you think will be                  enlightened as I hope you were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-4107239749002216358?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/4107239749002216358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/do-you-know-your-states-preamble.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/4107239749002216358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/4107239749002216358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/do-you-know-your-states-preamble.html' title='Do you know your State&apos;s Preamble?'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-9022874475954807640</id><published>2012-02-20T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T07:04:21.943-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='respect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funeral'/><title type='text'>What respect! Amazing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;A hunter and his friend were sitting in a tall tower stand along Highway 16 near Vanderhoof, BC early one cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d; font-size: 18pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;December morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 5pt; margin-left: 3.75pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Suddenly,  a huge buck walked out over the corn they had spread in the low shrubs  The buck was magnificent..... a once in a lifetime animal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;His rack was  huge. The hunter's hand shook as his mind was already counting the Boone  and Crockett points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Moving quickly, the hunter carefully aimed the Leopold scope on his .300 Win Mag at the unsuspecting buck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;As  he was about to squeeze the trigger on this deer of a lifetime, his  friend alerted him to a funeral procession passing slowly down Highway  16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;The hunter pulled away from  the gunstock, set the rifle down, took off his hat, bowed his head and  then closed his eyes in prayer. His friend was stunned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;"Wow, that is the most  thoughtful and touching thing I have ever seen you do. You actually let  that trophy deer go to pay respects to a passing funeral procession.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;You  are indeed the kindest man I have ever known, and I feel lucky to call  you a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;The hunter shrugged. "Yeah, well, we were married for 37 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #244061; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;years.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-9022874475954807640?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/9022874475954807640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-respect-amazing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/9022874475954807640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/9022874475954807640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-respect-amazing.html' title='What respect! Amazing!'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-2021316321034647447</id><published>2012-02-19T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-19T08:16:41.531-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cowboy Poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stay in touch'/><title type='text'>Better Stay in Touch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jake, the rancher, went one day&lt;br /&gt;To fix a distant fence.&lt;br /&gt;The wind was cold and gusty&lt;br /&gt;And the clouds rolled gray and dense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he pounded the last staples in&lt;br /&gt;And gathered tools to go,&lt;br /&gt;The temperature had fallen,&lt;br /&gt;The wind and snow began to blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he finally reached his pickup,&lt;br /&gt;He felt a heavy heart.&lt;br /&gt;From the sound of that ignition&lt;br /&gt;He knew it wouldn't start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Jake did what most of us&lt;br /&gt;Would do if we had been there.&lt;br /&gt;He humbly bowed his balding head&lt;br /&gt;And sent aloft a prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he turned the key for the last time,&lt;br /&gt;He softly cursed his luck&lt;br /&gt;They found him three days later,&lt;br /&gt;Frozen stiff in that old truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Jake had been around in life&lt;br /&gt;And done his share of roaming.&lt;br /&gt;But when he saw Heaven, he was shocked&lt;br /&gt;It looked just like Wyoming !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the saints in Heaven,&lt;br /&gt;His favorite was St. Peter,&lt;br /&gt;So they sat and talked a minute or two,&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it was three.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody was keeping' score --&lt;br /&gt;In Heaven, time is free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I've always heard,' Jake said to Peter,&lt;br /&gt;'that God will answer prayer,&lt;br /&gt;But one time I asked for help,&lt;br /&gt;Well, he just plain wasn't there.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Does God answer prayers of some,&lt;br /&gt;And ignore the prayers of others?&lt;br /&gt;That don't seem exactly square --&lt;br /&gt;I know all men are brothers.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Or does he randomly reply,&lt;br /&gt;Without good rhyme or reason?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, it's the time of day,&lt;br /&gt;The weather or the season.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Now I ain't trying to act smart,&lt;br /&gt;It's just the way I feel.&lt;br /&gt;And I was wondering', could you tell me --&lt;br /&gt;What the heck's the deal?!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter listened very patiently&lt;br /&gt;And when Jake was done,&lt;br /&gt;There were smiles of recognition,&lt;br /&gt;And he said, 'So, you're the one!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day your truck, it wouldn't start,&lt;br /&gt;And you sent your prayer a flying,&lt;br /&gt;You gave us all a real bad time,&lt;br /&gt;With hundreds of us trying.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'A thousand angels rushed,&lt;br /&gt;To check the status of your file,&lt;br /&gt;But you know, Jake, we hadn't heard&lt;br /&gt;From you in quite a long while.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And though all prayers are answered,&lt;br /&gt;And God ain't got no quota,&lt;br /&gt;He didn't recognize your voice,&lt;br /&gt;And started a truck in Minnesota '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-2021316321034647447?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/2021316321034647447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/better-stay-in-touch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/2021316321034647447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/2021316321034647447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/better-stay-in-touch.html' title='Better Stay in Touch!'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-5049491859203947612</id><published>2012-02-18T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-18T07:18:11.308-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Equal Benefits'/><title type='text'>Equal Benefits?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I think the vast differences in compensation between victims of the September 11 casualty and those who die serving our country in Uniform are profound. No one is really talking about it either, because you just don't criticize anything having to do with September 11.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, I can't let the numbers pass by because it says something really disturbing about the entitlement mentality of this country. If you lost a family member in the September 11 attack, you're going to get an average of $1,185,000. The range is a minimum guarantee of $250,000, all the way up to $4.7 million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a surviving family member of an American soldier killed in action, the first check you get is a $6,000 direct death benefit, half of which is taxable. Next, you get $1,750 for burial costs. If you are the surviving spouse, you get $833 a month until you remarry. And there's a payment of $211 per month for each child under 18. When the child hits 18, those payments come to a screeching halt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind that some of the people who are getting an average of $1.185 million up to $4.7 million are complaining that it's not enough. Their deaths were tragic, but for most, they were simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. Soldiers put themselves in harms way FOR ALL OF US, and they and their families know the dangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also learned over the weekend that some of the victims from the Oklahoma City bombing have started an organization asking for the same deal that the September 11 families are getting. In addition to that, some of the families of those bombed in the embassies are now asking for compensation as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see where this is going, don't you? Folks, this is part and parcel of over 50 years of entitlement politics in this country. It's just really sad. Every time a pay raise comes up for the military, they usually receive next to nothing of a raise. Now the green machine is in combat in the Middle East while their families have to survive on food stamps and live in low-rent housing. Make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, our own U.S. Congress voted themselves a raise. Many of you don't know that they only have to be in Congress one time to receive a pension that is more than $15,000 per month. And most are now equal to being millionaires plus. They do not receive Social Security on retirement because they didn't have to pay into the system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If some of the military people stay in for 20 years and get out as an E-7, they may receive a pension of $1,000 per month, and the very people who placed them in harm's way receives a pension of $15,000 per month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to see our elected officials pick up a weapon and join ranks before they start cutting out benefits and lowering pay for our sons and daughters who have and are now fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When do we finally do something about this?" If this doesn't seem fair to you, it is time to forward this to as many people as you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-5049491859203947612?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/5049491859203947612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/equal-benefits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/5049491859203947612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/5049491859203947612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/equal-benefits.html' title='Equal Benefits?'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-725779835860835308</id><published>2012-02-17T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T19:40:30.955-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judge Roy Moore'/><title type='text'>Pass this on and let's lift Judge Moore up in Prayer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The                                  following is a poem written by Judge Roy Moore                                  from Alabama. Judge                                  Moore was sued by the ACLU for displaying the                                  Ten Commandments in his courtroom foyer. He has                                  been stripped of his judgeship and now they are                                  trying to strip his right to practice law in                                  Alabama ! The                                  judge's poem sums it up quite                                  well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt; the                                  beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;or so you used to be.&lt;br /&gt;Land of                                  the Pilgrims' pride;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad they'll never                                  see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babies piled in                                  dumpsters,&lt;br /&gt;Abortion on demand,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, sweet                                  land of liberty;&lt;br /&gt;your house is on the                                  sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our children wander                                  aimlessly&lt;br /&gt;poisoned by cocaine&lt;br /&gt;choosing to                                  indulge their lusts,&lt;br /&gt;when God has said                                  abstain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From sea to shining sea,&lt;br /&gt;our                                  Nation turns away&lt;br /&gt;From the teaching of God's                                  love&lt;br /&gt;and a need to always pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've                                  kept God in our temples,&lt;br /&gt;how callous we have                                  grown.&lt;br /&gt;When earth is but His                                  footstool,&lt;br /&gt;and Heaven is His                                  throne..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;                                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;We've                                  voted in a government&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;that's rotting at the                                  core,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Appointing Godless Judges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;who throw                                  reason out the door,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Too soft to                                  place a killer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;in a well deserved                                  tomb,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;But brave enough to kill a                                  baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;before he leaves the womb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;You                                  think that God's not angry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;that our land's a                                  moral slum ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;How much longer will He                                  wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;before His judgment comes ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;How                                  are we to face our God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;from Whom we cannot                                  hide ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;What then is left for us to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;but                                  stem this evil tide ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;If we who are His                                  children,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;will humbly turn and pray;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Seek                                  His holy face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;and mend our evil                                  way:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Then God will hear from                                  Heaven;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;and forgive us of our sins,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;He'll                                  heal our sickly land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;and those who live                                  within....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;But, America                                  the Beautiful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;If you don't - then you will                                  see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;A sad but Holy God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;withdraw His hand                                  from Thee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;~~Judge                                  Roy Moore~~&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-725779835860835308?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/725779835860835308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/pass-this-on-and-lets-lift-judge-moore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/725779835860835308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/725779835860835308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/pass-this-on-and-lets-lift-judge-moore.html' title='Pass this on and let&apos;s lift Judge Moore up in Prayer.'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' 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Landon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;His  father, Marine LCPL Carpenter, gave his life defending our country in  Afghanistan earlier this year, a month before his son was born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Landon's Mom wants his story to be known.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Take a moment to share  this photo with your friends and reflect&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;on the price of freedom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fTPxlZLxFn8/Tz0O3nXIUzI/AAAAAAAACnI/_nXfucwBpNI/s1600/Baby-Landon.jpg" 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white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never forget the price of freedom.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-2803381325441835174?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fTPxlZLxFn8/Tz0O3nXIUzI/AAAAAAAACnI/_nXfucwBpNI/s72-c/Baby-Landon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-8936694263213374117</id><published>2012-02-15T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T08:11:05.943-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teacher of the Year'/><title type='text'>A lesson that should be taught in all schools</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I like this teacher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A lesson that should be taught in all schools . . And colleges....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Back in September of 2005, on the first day of school, Martha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cothren, a social studies school teacher at Robinson High School in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Little Rock , did something not to be forgotten. On the first day of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; school, with the permission of the school superintendent, the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; principal and the building supervisor, she removed all of the desks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; out of her classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When the first period kids entered the room they discovered that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; there were no desks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'Ms. Cothren, where're our desks?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She replied, 'You can't have a desk until you tell me how you earn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the right to sit at a desk.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They thought, 'Well, maybe it's our grades.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'No,' she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'Maybe it's our behavior.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She told them, 'No, it's not even your behavior.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And so, they came and went, the first period, second period, third&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; period. Still no desks in the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; By early afternoon television news crews had started gathering in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ms. Cothren's classroom to report about this crazy teacher who&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; had taken all the desks out of her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The final period of the day came and as the puzzled students found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; seats on the floor of the 'deskless' classroom, Martha Cothren said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'Throughout the day no one has been able to tell me just what&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;he/she has done to earn the right to sit at the desks that are ordinarily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; found in this classroom. Now I am going to tell you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At this point, Martha Cothren went over to the door of her&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;classroom and opened it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Twenty-seven (27) U.S. Veterans, all in uniforms, walked into that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; classroom, each one carrying a school desk. The Vets began&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;placing the school desks in rows, and then they would walk over&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and&amp;nbsp; stand&amp;nbsp; alongside the wall. By the time the last soldier had set&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;the final desk in place those kids started to understand, perhaps for&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;the first time in their lives, just how the right to sit at those desks&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;had been earned..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Martha said, 'You didn't earn the right to sit at these desks. These&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; heroes did it for you. They placed the desks here for you. Now, it's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; up to you to sit in them. It is your responsibility to learn, to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; good students, to be good citizens. They paid the price so that you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; could have the freedom to get an education. Don't ever forget it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; By the way, this is a true story. And this teacher was awarded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Teacher of the Year for the state of Arkansas in 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Please consider passing this along so others won't forget that the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; freedoms we have in this great country were earned by U. S.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Veterans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-8936694263213374117?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/8936694263213374117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/lesson-that-should-be-taught-in-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/8936694263213374117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/8936694263213374117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/lesson-that-should-be-taught-in-all.html' title='A lesson that should be taught in all schools'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-8306788946356505865</id><published>2012-02-14T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T06:05:07.212-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The First Valentine Message'/><title type='text'>The First Valentine Message</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ratchet.dayspring.com/track?type=click&amp;amp;enid=ZWFzPTEmbWFpbGluZ2lkPTIyMDAmbWVzc2FnZWlkPTIwMDAmZGF0YWJhc2VpZD0yMTAmc2VyaWFsPTE2Nzc3ODAwJmVtYWlsaWQ9ZGFsZUBkYWxlc2Rlc2lnbnMubmV0JnVzZXJpZD0xXzExNzcyNyZ0YXJnZXRpZD0mZmw9JmV4dHJhPU11bHRpdmFyaWF0ZUlkPSYmJg==&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;2008&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;http://ecards.dayspring.com/ecards/subcat.asp?CategoryID=1&amp;amp;SubCategoryID=28&amp;amp;CardID=401878&amp;amp;Widescreen=False&amp;amp;CurPage=1" style="text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font: 15px Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0; padding-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For God so loved the world,&lt;br /&gt;that He gave His only begotten Son,&lt;br /&gt;that whosoever believeth in Him&lt;br /&gt;should not perish,&lt;br /&gt;but have everlasting life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;John 3:16&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0pt; padding-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; The first Valentine message&lt;br /&gt;is still the best one ever sent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you Today and Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--qBzgVv_Z3c/TzkZkPc7_0I/AAAAAAAACm8/wBLWRLKMd5w/s1600/love-small.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--qBzgVv_Z3c/TzkZkPc7_0I/AAAAAAAACm8/wBLWRLKMd5w/s400/love-small.png" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-8306788946356505865?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/8306788946356505865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/first-valentine-message.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/8306788946356505865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/8306788946356505865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/first-valentine-message.html' title='The First Valentine Message'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--qBzgVv_Z3c/TzkZkPc7_0I/AAAAAAAACm8/wBLWRLKMd5w/s72-c/love-small.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-2215416799619107748</id><published>2012-02-13T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T06:11:45.225-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last will and testament'/><title type='text'>Dogs Last Will and Testament</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Before humans die, they write their last Will &amp;amp; Testament, give their home and all they have, to those they leave behind. If with my paws, I could do the same, this is what I'd ask...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;To a poor and lonely stray I'd give:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-My happy home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-My bowl and cozy bed, soft pillows and all my toys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-The lap, which I loved so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-The hand that stroked my fur and the sweet voice which spoke my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'd Will to the sad, scared shelter dog, the place I had in my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;human's loving heart, of which there seemed no bounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So, when I die, please do not say, "I will never have a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;pet again, for the loss and pain is more than I can stand."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Instead, go find an unloved dog, one whose life has&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;held no joy or hope and give MY place to HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is the only thing I can give...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The love I left behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-swF067m_mnA/TzinYgXM-dI/AAAAAAAACm0/TaUQ0SjIm9M/s1600/sleeping-dog.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="127" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-swF067m_mnA/TzinYgXM-dI/AAAAAAAACm0/TaUQ0SjIm9M/s320/sleeping-dog.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-2215416799619107748?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/2215416799619107748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/dogs-last-will-and-testament.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/2215416799619107748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/2215416799619107748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/dogs-last-will-and-testament.html' title='Dogs Last Will and Testament'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-swF067m_mnA/TzinYgXM-dI/AAAAAAAACm0/TaUQ0SjIm9M/s72-c/sleeping-dog.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-7981428751285464923</id><published>2012-02-12T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T12:32:13.727-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exodus'/><title type='text'>Exodus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is almost overwhelming when you think about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses and the people were in the desert, but&amp;nbsp; what was he going to do with them? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had to be fed, and feeding 2 or 3 million people requires a lot of food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the Quartermaster General in the Army, it is reported that Moses would have to have had 1500 tons of food each day. Do you know that to bring that much food each day, two freight trains, each at least a mile long, would be required! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides you must remember, they were out in the desert, so they would have to have firewood to use in cooking the food. This would take 4000 tons of wood and a few more freight trains, each a&amp;nbsp; mile long, just for one day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just think, they were forty years in transit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Oh yes!&amp;nbsp; They would have to have water. If they only had enough to drink and wash a few dishes, it would take 11,000,000 gallons each day and a freight train with tank cars, 1800 miles long, just to bring water! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then another thing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had to get across the Red Sea at night. Now, if they went on a narrow path, double file, the line would be 800 miles long and would require 35 days and nights to get through. So there had to be a space in the Red Sea, 3 miles wide so that they could walk 5000 abreast to get over in one night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, there is another problem...............each time they camped at the end of the day, a campground two-thirds the size of the state of Rhode Island was required, or a total of 750 square miles long.... think of it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This much space for camping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think Moses figured all this out before he left Egypt? I think not!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You see, Moses believed in God. God took care of these things for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now do you think God has any problem taking care of all your needs?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked the Lord to bless you As I prayed for you today. To guide you and protect you as you go along your way.......... His love is always with you, His promises are true, And when we give Him all our cares, You know He will see us through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our God is an Awesome God!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the road you're traveling on seems difficult at best, just remember I'm praying and God will do the rest.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-7981428751285464923?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/7981428751285464923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/exodus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/7981428751285464923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/7981428751285464923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/exodus.html' title='Exodus'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-8148408654645821929</id><published>2012-02-11T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T06:27:40.070-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choice'/><title type='text'>Would you have made the same choice?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning disabled children, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The audience was stilled by the query. The father continued. "I believe, that when a child like Shay, physically and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child." Then he told the following story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, "Do you think they'll let me play?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked if Shay could play, not expecting much.. The boy looked around for guidance and a few boys nodded approval, why not? So he took matters into his own hands and said, "We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay struggled over to the team's bench, put on a team shirt with a broad smile and his father had a small tear in his eye and warmth in his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball. However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing the other team putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least be able to make contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game would now be over, but the pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game. Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the head of the first baseman, out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, "Shay, run to first! Run to first!" Never in his life had Shay ever run that far but he made it to first base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled. Everyone yelled, "Run to second, run to second!" Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to second base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time Shay started towards second base, the right fielder had the ball, the smallest guy on their team, who had a chance to be the hero for his team for the first time. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions, and he too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay ran toward second base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home. All were screaming, "Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Shay reached second base, the opposing shortstop ran to help him and turned him in the direction of third base, shouting, "Run to third! Shay, run to third."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams and those watching were on their feet, screaming, "Shay, run home!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the "grand slam" and won the game for his team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That day," said the father softly, with tears now rolling down his face, "the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay didn't make it to another summer and died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero making his father so happy, and coming home and seeing his mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-8148408654645821929?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/8148408654645821929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/would-you-have-made-same-choice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/8148408654645821929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/8148408654645821929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/would-you-have-made-same-choice.html' title='Would you have made the same choice?'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-5517322552050278081</id><published>2012-02-10T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T08:14:39.414-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vietnam Veterans Memorial'/><title type='text'>50,000 names carved in the wall...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There are teddy bears &amp;amp; high school rings&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; old photographs that mamas bring&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;That daddies with their young boys, playing ball.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;There's combat boots that he used to wear, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;When he was sent over there.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;There's 50,000 names carved in the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;There's cigarettes, &amp;amp; there's cans of beer&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; notes that say I miss you dear&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; children who don't say anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;There's purple hearts and packs of gum &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;fatherless daughters and fatherless sons &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; there's 50,000 names carved in the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;They come from all across this land &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;In pickup trucks and mini vans&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Searching for a boy from long ago&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;They scan the wall and find his name&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The teardrops fall like pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; silently they leave a gift and go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;There's stars of David &amp;amp; rosary beads&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; crucifixion figurines&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; flowers of all colors large and small &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;There's a Boy Scout badge and a merit pin&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Little American flags waving in the wind&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; there's 50,000 names carved in the wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;George Jones&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TLxIbAjeatg/Tyg_FTmFWkI/AAAAAAAACmU/Vzs3y7TF1XQ/s1600/wallatnight.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TLxIbAjeatg/Tyg_FTmFWkI/AAAAAAAACmU/Vzs3y7TF1XQ/s400/wallatnight.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-5517322552050278081?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/5517322552050278081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/50000-names-carved-in-wall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/5517322552050278081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/5517322552050278081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/50000-names-carved-in-wall.html' title='50,000 names carved in the wall...'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TLxIbAjeatg/Tyg_FTmFWkI/AAAAAAAACmU/Vzs3y7TF1XQ/s72-c/wallatnight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-8056952194010875824</id><published>2012-02-09T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T05:45:31.223-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It was just another day'/><title type='text'>It was just another day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #010101; font-family: Lucida Calligraphy;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Me                      (in a tizzy) : God, can I ask you something? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD:                      Sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Promise you won't get mad? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD: I                      promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (frustrated): Why did you let so much                      stuff happen to me today? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD: What do you mean?                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well I woke up late, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD: Yes                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: My car took forever to start, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD:                      Okay.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (growling): At lunch, they made my                      sandwich wrong and I had to wait &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD: Hmmmm..                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: On the way home, my phone went dead, just as I                      picked up a call &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD: All right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (loudly):                      And to top it all off, when I got home, I just wanted to                      soak my feet in my foot massager and relax,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #010101; font-family: Lucida Calligraphy;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;but it                      wouldn't work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #010101; font-family: Lucida Calligraphy;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Nothing went right today!&amp;nbsp; Why did you do                      that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD: Well let me see..... the death angel was                      at your bed this morning and I had to send one of the                      other angels to battle him for your life. I let you                      sleep through that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (humbled): Oh...                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD: I didn't let your car start because there was a                      drunk driver on your route that might have hit you if                      you were on the road &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (ashamed): ............                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD: The first person who made your sandwich today                      was sick and I didn't want you to catch what they have,                      I knew you couldn't afford to miss work &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me                      (embarrassed): Oh..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD: Your phone went dead                      because the person that was calling was going to give a                      false witness about what you said on that call, I didn't                      even let you talk to them so you would be covered                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (softly): I see God &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD: Oh and that foot                      massager, it had a short that was going to throw out all                      of the power in your house tonight. I didn't think you                      wanted to be in the dark. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm sorry God.                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD: Don't be sorry, just learn to trust                      me.........in all things, the good and the bad                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I WILL trust you God &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD: And don't                      doubt that my plan for your day is always better than your                      plan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I won't God. And let me just tell you                      God, thank you for everything today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD: You're                      welcome child. It was just another day being your God and I                      love looking after my children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Scriptural                      References:&lt;b&gt; II Samuel 22:31, Proverbs 3:5, Hebrews 2:13                      &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-8056952194010875824?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/8056952194010875824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/it-was-just-another-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/8056952194010875824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/8056952194010875824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/it-was-just-another-day.html' title='It was just another day...'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-297566249525011788</id><published>2012-02-08T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T06:10:19.670-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Penny'/><title type='text'>The Penny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You always hear the usual stories of pennies on the sidewalk being good luck, gifts from angels, etc. This is the first time I've ever heard this twist on the story. Gives you something to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years ago, a friend of mine and her husband were invited to spend the weekend at the husband's employer's home. My friend, Arlene, was nervous about the weekend. The boss was very wealthy, with a fine home on the waterway, and cars costing more than her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day and evening went well, and Arlene was delighted to have this rare glimpse into how the very wealthy live. The husband's employer was quite generous as a host, and took them to the finest restaurants. Arlene knew she would never have the opportunity to indulge in this kind of extravagance again, so was enjoying herself immensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the three of them were about to enter an exclusive restaurant that evening, the boss was walking slightly ahead of Arlene and her husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stopped suddenly, looking down on the pavement for a long, silent moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlene wondered if she was supposed to pass him. There was nothing on the ground except a single darkened penny that someone had dropped, and a few cigarette butts. Still silent, the man reached down and picked up the penny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He held it up and smiled, then put it in his pocket as if he had found a great treasure. How absurd! What need did this man have for a single penny? Why would he even take the time to stop and pick it up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout dinner, the entire scene nagged at her. Finally, she could stand it no longer. She casually mentioned that her daughter once had a coin collection, and asked if the penny he had found had been of some value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smile crept across the man's face as he reached into his pocket for the penny and held it out for her to see. She had seen many pennies before! What was the point of this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look at it," he said. "Read what it says." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She read the words "United States of America"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, not that; read further."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One cent?" "No, keep reading."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In God we Trust?" "Yes!" "And?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And if I trust in God, the name of God is holy, even on a coin. Whenever I find a coin I see that inscription. It is written on every single United States coin, but we never seem to notice it! God drops a message right in front of me telling me to trust Him? Who am I to pass it by? When I see a coin, I pray, I stop to see if my trust is in God at that moment. I pick the coin up as a response to God; that I do trust in Him. For a short time, at least, I cherish it as if it were gold. I think it is God's way of starting a conversation with me. Lucky for me, God is patient and pennies are plentiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was out shopping today, I found a penny on the sidewalk. I stopped and picked it up, and realized that I had been worrying and fretting in my mind about things I cannot change. I read the words, "In God We Trust," and had to laugh. Yes, God, I get the message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that I have been finding an inordinate number of pennies in the last few months, but then, pennies are plentiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NI7WmINUv8s/TyhB1OzgXEI/AAAAAAAACmk/QcuJuUYPZTU/s1600/us-penny.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NI7WmINUv8s/TyhB1OzgXEI/AAAAAAAACmk/QcuJuUYPZTU/s320/us-penny.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-297566249525011788?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/297566249525011788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/penny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/297566249525011788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/297566249525011788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/penny.html' title='The Penny'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NI7WmINUv8s/TyhB1OzgXEI/AAAAAAAACmk/QcuJuUYPZTU/s72-c/us-penny.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-7828067088379681291</id><published>2012-02-07T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T06:48:40.447-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Telephone Pole Installers'/><title type='text'>Telephone Pole Installers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;An Ohio  Phone Company was going to hire a team of telephone pole installers, and  the boss had to choose between a team of two rednecks and a team of two  Irish guys.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;So the boss met with both teams and said, "Here's what  we'll do.&amp;nbsp; Each team will install poles out on the new road for a day.&amp;nbsp;  The team that installs the most phone poles gets the job."&amp;nbsp; Both teams  headed right out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;At end of the shift,&amp;nbsp;Pat and Mike, the Irish guys, came back and the boss asked them how many they had installed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said that it was tough going, but they'd put in twelve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forty-five minutes later,&amp;nbsp;Bubba&amp;nbsp;and Duke, the redneck guys came back and they were totally exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boss asked, "Well, how many poles did you guys install?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubba, the team leader wiped his brow and sighed,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;"Duke and me, we got three in."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boss gasped, "Three? Those two Irish guys put in twelve!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah," said Bubba,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;"but you should see how much they left stickin' out of the ground!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-7828067088379681291?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/7828067088379681291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/telephone-pole-installers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/7828067088379681291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/7828067088379681291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/telephone-pole-installers.html' title='Telephone Pole Installers'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-1450040048769488</id><published>2012-02-06T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T07:11:52.396-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BASIC RULES FOR CLOTHESLINES'/><title type='text'>THE BASIC RULES FOR CLOTHESLINES:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;You have to be a "certain age" to appreciate this one....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;(If you don't even know what clotheslines are, better skip this.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;(But you YOUNGER ones can read about "The GOOD ol' days"!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;I can hear my mother now.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;1. You had to hang the socks by the toes...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;NOT the top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;2. You hung pants by the BOTTOM/cuffs...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;NOT the waistbands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;3.  You had to WASH the clothesline(s) before hanging any clothes - walk  the entire length of each line with a damp cloth around the lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;4. You had to hang the clothes in a certain order, and always hang "whites" with "whites," and hang them first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;5. You NEVER hung a shirt by the shoulders - always by the tail! What would the neighbors think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;6. Wash day on a Monday! NEVER hang clothes on the weekend, or on Sunday, for Heaven's sake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;7.  Hang the sheets and towels on the OUTSIDE lines so you could hide your  "unmentionables" in the middle (perverts &amp;amp; busybodies, y'know!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;8. It didn't matter if it was sub-zero weather... clothes would "freeze-dry."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;9. ALWAYS gather the clothes pins when taking down dry clothes! Pins left on the lines were "tacky"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;10.  If you were efficient, you would line the clothes up so that each item  did not need two clothes pins, but shared one of the clothes pins with&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;the next washed item.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;11. Clothes off of the line before dinner time, neatly folded in the clothes basket, and ready to be ironed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;12. IRONED???!! Well, that's a whole OTHER subject!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EBnhXy1VruE/Tysg7Mcs_BI/AAAAAAAACms/Gto_gTxMw94/s1600/clotheslines.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EBnhXy1VruE/Tysg7Mcs_BI/AAAAAAAACms/Gto_gTxMw94/s400/clotheslines.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;There is one thing that's left out. We had a long wooden pole (clothes pole) that was used to push&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;the clotheslines up so that longer items (sheets/pants/etc.) didn't brush the ground and get dirty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-1450040048769488?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/1450040048769488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/basic-rules-for-clotheslines.html#comment-form' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-8959144259781763642</id><published>2012-02-05T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T06:44:33.104-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE WAY TO GOD'/><title type='text'>THE WAY TO GOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If my days were untroubled &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and my heart always light, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Would I seek that fair land &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;where there is no night? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;If I never grew weary &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;with the weight of my load, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Would I search for God's peace &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;at the end of the road? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;If I never knew sickness and never felt pain, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Would I reach for a hand to help and sustain? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;If I walked not with sorrow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and lived not with loss, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Would my soul seek sweet solace &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;at the foot of the cross? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;If all I desired was mine day by day, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Would I kneel before God &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and earnestly pray? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I ask myself this, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and the answer is plain- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;If my life were all pleasure &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I never knew pain, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'd seek God less often &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and need Him much less, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;For God's sought more often &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;in times of distress- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And no one knows God &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;or sees Him as plain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;As those who have met Him &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;on the pathway of pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;May your heart be comforted in knowing &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;that God has a wonderful purpose for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;by &lt;i&gt;Helen Steiner Rice &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-8959144259781763642?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-4731160999145705639</id><published>2012-02-04T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T06:38:19.298-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain Study'/><title type='text'>Brain Study</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8000ff; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;F1gur471v3ly 5p34k1ng?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Good example of a Brain Study:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;"&gt; If you can read this you have a strong mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7H15 M3554G3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;53RV35 7O PR0V3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" 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align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;R3AD 7H15.&lt;br /&gt;PL3453 F0RW4RD 1F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;U C4N R34D 7H15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-4731160999145705639?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/4731160999145705639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/brain-study.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/4731160999145705639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/4731160999145705639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/brain-study.html' title='Brain Study'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-4965724786314819023</id><published>2012-02-03T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T07:53:13.525-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advice for the ladies'/><title type='text'>Advice for the ladies.........decades too late!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If you want someone who will bring you the paper without first tearing it apart to remove the sports section. &lt;br /&gt;Buy a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want someone willing to make a fool of himself&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;simply over the joy of seeing you. &lt;br /&gt;Buy a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want someone who will eat whatever you put in front of him and never says its not quite as good as his mother made it. &lt;br /&gt;Buy a dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want someone always willing to go out, at any hour,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;for as long and wherever you want. &lt;br /&gt;Buy a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want someone who will never touch the remote, doesn't care about football, and can sit next to you as you watch romantic movies. &lt;br /&gt;Buy a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want someone who is content to get up on your bed just to warm your feet and whom you can push off if he snores. &lt;br /&gt;Buy a dog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want someone who never criticizes what you do, doesn't care if you are pretty or ugly, fat or thin, young or old, who acts as if every word you say is especially worthy of listening to,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and loves you unconditionally, perpetually. &lt;br /&gt;Buy a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, on the other hand, If you want someone who will never come when you call, ignores you totally when you come home, leaves hair all over the place, walks all over you, runs around all night and only comes home to eat and sleep, and acts as if your entire existence is solely to ensure his happiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Buy a cat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-4965724786314819023?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/4965724786314819023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/advice-for-ladiesdecades-too-late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cell Phone Etiquette:'/><title type='text'>Ten Commandments of Cell Phone Etiquette:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. Thou shalt not subject defenseless others to cell phone conversations. When people cannot escape the banality of your conversation, such as on the bus, in a cab, on a grounded airplane, or at the dinner table, you should spare them. People around you should have the option of not listening. If they don't, you shouldn't be babbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;2. Thou shalt not set thy ringer to play La Cucaracha every time thy phone rings. Or Beethoven's Fifth, or the Bee Gees, or any other annoying melody. Is it not enough that phones go off every other second? Now we have to listen to synthesized nonsense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;3. Thou shalt turn thy cell phone off during public performances. I'm not even sure this one needs to be said, but given the repeated violations of this heretofore unwritten law, I felt compelled to include it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;4. Thou shalt not wear more than two wireless devices on thy belt. This hasn't become a big problem yet. But with plenty of techno-jockeys sporting pagers and phones, Batman-esque utility belts are sure to follow. Let's nip this one in the bud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;5. Thou shalt not dial while driving. In all seriousness, this madness has to stop. There are enough people in the world who have problems mastering vehicles and phones individually. Put them together and we have a serious health hazard on our hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;6. Thou shalt not wear thy earpiece when thou art not on thy phone. This is not unlike being on the phone and carrying on another conversation with someone who is physically in your presence. No one knows if you are here or there. Very disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;7. Thou shalt not speak louder on thy cell phone than thou would on any other phone. These things have incredibly sensitive microphones, and it's gotten to the point where I can tell if someone is calling me from a cell because of the way they are talking, not how it sounds. If your signal cuts out, speaking louder won't help, unless the person is actually within earshot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;8. Thou shalt not grow too attached to thy cell phone. For obvious reasons, a dependency on constant communication is not healthy. At work, go nuts. At home, give it a rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;9. Thou shalt not attempt to impress with thy cell phone. Not only is using a cell phone no longer impressive in any way (unless it's one of those really cool new phones with the space age design), when it is used for that reason, said user can be immediately identified as a neophyte and a poseur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;10. Thou shalt not slam thy cell phone down on a restaurant table just in case it rings. This is not the Old West, and you are not a gunslinger sitting down to a game of poker in the saloon. Could you please be a little less conspicuous? If it rings, you'll hear it just as well if it's in your coat pocket or clipped on your belt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-4492896186119565827?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/4492896186119565827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/ten-commandments-of-cell-phone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/4492896186119565827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/4492896186119565827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/ten-commandments-of-cell-phone.html' title='Ten Commandments of Cell Phone Etiquette:'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-523835668027974689</id><published>2012-02-01T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T08:03:48.903-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Childrens quotes'/><title type='text'>Children Are Quick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;TEACHER:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Why are you late?&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Class started before I got here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Maria, go to the map and find North America&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ..&lt;br /&gt;MARIA:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here it&amp;nbsp; is.&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Correct.&amp;nbsp; Now class, who discovered America ?&lt;br /&gt;CLASS:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Maria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; John, why are you doing your maths multiplication on the floor?&lt;br /&gt;JOHN:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You told me to do it without using tables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:&amp;nbsp; Glenn, how do you spell 'crocodile?'&lt;br /&gt;GLENN:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; K-R-O-K-O-D-I-A-L'&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:&amp;nbsp; No, that's wrong&lt;br /&gt;GLENN:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Maybe it is wrong, but you asked me how I spell it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;(I&amp;nbsp; Love this child)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Donald, what is the chemical formula for water?&lt;br /&gt;DONALD:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; H I J K L M N O.&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What are you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;DONALD:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yesterday you said it's H to O.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Winnie, name one important thing we have today that we didn't have ten years ago.&lt;br /&gt;WINNIE:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Glen, why do you always get so dirty?&lt;br /&gt;GLEN:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well, I'm a&amp;nbsp; lot closer to the ground than you are.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Millie, give me a sentence starting with '&amp;nbsp; I.&amp;nbsp; '&lt;br /&gt;MILLIE:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp; is..&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No, Millie..... Always say, 'I&amp;nbsp; am.'&lt;br /&gt;MILLIE:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; All right...&amp;nbsp; 'I am the ninth letter of the alphabet.'&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; George Washington not only chopped down his father's cherry tree,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; but also admitted it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now, Louie, do you know why his father didn't punish him?&lt;br /&gt;LOUIS:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Because George still had&amp;nbsp; the axe in his hand.....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now, Simon , tell me frankly, do you say prayers before eating?&lt;br /&gt;SIMON:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No sir, I don't have to, my Mom is a good cook.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Clyde , your&amp;nbsp; composition on 'My Dog' is exactly the same as your&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; brother's..&lt;br /&gt;Did you copy his?&lt;br /&gt;CLYDE :&amp;nbsp; No, sir. It's the same dog.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;(I want to adopt this kid!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Harold, what do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer&amp;nbsp; interested?&lt;br /&gt;HAROLD:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A teacher &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-523835668027974689?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/523835668027974689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/children-are-quick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/523835668027974689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/523835668027974689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/02/children-are-quick.html' title='Children Are Quick'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-6666121523592123669</id><published>2012-01-31T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T08:28:31.364-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ineptocracy'/><title type='text'>A New Word for the English Language - Ineptocracy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style','serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Ineptocracy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style','serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(in-ep-toc'-ra-cy)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style','serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A system of government where the least capable to lead&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;are elected by  the least capable of producing,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and where the members of society&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;least  likely to sustain themselves or succeed,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;are rewarded with goods and  services paid for&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;by the confiscated wealth of a diminishing number of  producers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i.e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The occupy protesters that obama supports&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;are part of the &lt;/i&gt;ineptocracy&lt;i&gt; movement.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-6666121523592123669?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/6666121523592123669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-word-for-english-language.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/6666121523592123669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/6666121523592123669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-word-for-english-language.html' title='A New Word for the English Language - Ineptocracy.'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-6470189698309933287</id><published>2012-01-30T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T07:48:00.426-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puns'/><title type='text'>ALL PUNS INTENDED;GROAN IF YOU MUST.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;1. Two    antennas met on a roof, fell in love and got married. The ceremony wasn't    much, but the reception was excellent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A jumper cable walks into a bar. The bartender says, "I'll serve you, but don't    start anything."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Two    peanuts walk into a bar, and one was a salted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A    dyslexic man walked into a bra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A    man walks into a bar with a slab of asphalt under his arm, and says: "A beer    please, and one for the road."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Two    cannibals are eating a clown. One says to the other: "Does this taste funny to    you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.    "Doc, I can't stop singing The Green, Green Grass of Home."&lt;br /&gt;"That sounds    like Tom Jones Syndrome."&lt;br /&gt;"Is it common?"&lt;br /&gt;"Well, It's Not    Unusual."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Two    cows are standing next to each other in a field. Daisy says to Dolly, "I was    artificially inseminated this morning."&lt;br /&gt;"I don't believe you," says    Dolly.&lt;br /&gt;"It's true; no bull!" exclaims Daisy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. An    invisible man marries an invisible woman. The kids were nothing to look at    either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.    Deja Moo: The feeling that you've heard this bull before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I    went to buy some camouflage trousers the other day, but I couldn't find    any.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. A    man woke up in a hospital after a serious accident. He shouted, "Doctor,    doctor, I can't feel my legs!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;The doctor    replied, "I know, I amputated your arms!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I    went to a seafood disco last week, and pulled a mussel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.    What do you call a fish with no eyes? A fsh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Two    fish swim into a concrete wall. The one turns to the other and says,    "Dam!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Two    Eskimos sitting in a kayak were chilly, so they lit a fire in the craft. Not    surprisingly it sank, proving once again that you can't have your kayak and    heat it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. A    group of chess enthusiasts checked into a hotel, and were standing in the    lobby discussing their recent tournament victories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After    about an hour, the manager came out of the office, and asked them to disperse.    &lt;br /&gt;"But why," they asked, as they moved off.&lt;br /&gt;"Because," he said. "I can't    stand chess-nuts boasting in an open foyer." (NOW IS THAT GREAT, OR    WHAT?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. A    woman has twins, and gives them up for adoption. One of them goes to a family    in Egypt , and is named 'Ahmal.' The other goes to a family in Spain ; they    name him ' Juan.' Years later, Juan sends a picture of himself to his birth    mother. Upon receiving the picture, she tells her husband that she wishes she    also had a picture of Ahmal. Her husband responds, "They're twins! If you've    seen Juan, you've seen Ahmal."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.    Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot most of the time, which produced    an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little, which made    him rather frail and with his odd diet, he suffered from bad breath. This made    him (oh, man, this is so bad, it's good), a super-calloused fragile mystic    hexed by halitosis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. A    dwarf, who was a mystic, escaped from jail. The call went out that there was a    small medium at large.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a1; font-family: 'sans-serif'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. And    finally, there was the person who sent twenty different puns to his friends,    with the hope that at least ten of the puns would make them laugh. No pun in    ten did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'sans-serif';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-6470189698309933287?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/6470189698309933287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/all-puns-intendedgroan-if-you-must.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/6470189698309933287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/6470189698309933287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/all-puns-intendedgroan-if-you-must.html' title='ALL PUNS INTENDED;GROAN IF YOU MUST.....'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-2544815229224623906</id><published>2012-01-29T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T07:19:55.592-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Teacup'/><title type='text'>The Teacup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There was a couple who used to go England to shop in a beautiful antique store. This trip was to celebrate their 25th wedding anniversary. They both liked antiques and pottery, and especially teacups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Spotting an exceptional cup, they asked, "May we see that? We've never seen a cup quite so beautiful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;As the lady handed it to them, the tea cup spoke.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"You don't understand," it said, "I have not always been a tea cup. There was a time when I was just a lump of red clay. My master took me and rolled me pounded and patted me over and over and I yelled out, 'Don't do that. I don't like it! Let me alone,' but he only smiled, and gently said, 'Not yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Then. WHAM! I was placed on a spinning wheel and suddenly I was spun around and around and around. 'Stop it! I'm getting so dizzy! I'm going to be sick!, I screamed. But the master only nodded and said, quietly, 'Not yet.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"He spun me and poked and prodded and bent me out of shape to suit himself and then....then he put me in the oven. I never felt such heat. I yelled and knocked and pounded at the door. 'Help! Get me out of here!' I could see him through the opening and I could read his lips as he shook his head from side to side, 'Not yet.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"When I thought I couldn't bear it another minute, the door opened. He carefully took me out and put me on the shelf, and I began to cool. 'Oh, that felt so good! Ah, this is much better,' I thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;But, after I cooled he picked me up and he brushed and painted me all over. The fumes were horrible. I thought I would gag. 'Oh, please; stop it, stop it!!' I cried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;He only shook his head and said. 'Not yet!' &amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Then suddenly he put me back in to the oven. Only it was not like the first one. This was twice as hot and I just knew I would suffocate. I begged. I pleaded. I screamed. I cried. I was convinced I would never make it. I was ready to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Just then the door opened and he took me out and again placed me on the shelf, where I cooled and waited and waited, wondering, What's he going to do to me next? An hour later he handed me a mirror and said 'Look at yourself.' And I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"I said, 'That's not me; that couldn't be me. It's beautiful. I'm beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Quietly he spoke: 'I want you to remember, then,' he said, 'I know it hurt to be rolled and pounded and patted, but had I just left you alone, you'd have dried up. I know it made you dizzy to spin around on the wheel, but if I had stopped, you would have crumbled. I know it hurt and it was hot and disagreeable in the oven, but if I hadn't put you there, you would have cracked. I know the fumes were bad when I brushed and painted you all over, but if I hadn't done that, you never would have hardened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;You would not have had any color in your life. If I hadn't put you back in that second oven, you wouldn't have survived for long because the hardness would not have held&amp;nbsp; Now you are a finished product. Now you are what I had in mind when I first began with you.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;God knows what He's doing in each of us. He is the potter, and we are His clay. He will mold us and make us, and expose us to just enough pressures of just the right kinds that we may be made into a flawless piece of work to fulfill His good, pleasing and perfect will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;So when life seems hard, and you are being pounded and patted and pushed almost beyond endurance; when your world seems to be spinning out of control&amp;nbsp; when you feel like you are in a fiery furnace of trials; when life seems to "stink", try this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brew a cup of your favorite tea in your prettiest tea cup, sit down, and have a little talk with the Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;--author unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-2544815229224623906?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/2544815229224623906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/teacup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/2544815229224623906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/2544815229224623906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/teacup.html' title='The Teacup'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-219779567989673806</id><published>2012-01-28T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T08:18:43.177-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppy Size'/><title type='text'>Puppy Size</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is one of the neatest stories I've ever heard. You will know precisely what this little girl is talking about at the end! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Danielle keeps repeating it over and over again. We've been back to this animal shelter at least five times. It has been weeks now since we started all of this," the mother told the volunteer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"What is it she keeps asking for?" the volunteer asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Puppy size!" replied the mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Well, we have plenty of puppies, if that's what she's looking for." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"I know...we have seen most of them," the mom said in frustration... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just then Danielle came walking into the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Well, did you find one?" asked her mom. "No, not this time," Danielle said with sadness in her voice. "Can we come back on the weekend?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The two women looked at each other, shook their heads and laughed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"You never know when we will get more dogs. Unfortunately, there' always a supply," the volunteer said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Danielle took her mother by the hand and headed to the door. "Don't worry, I'll find one this weekend," she said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Over the next few days both mom and dad had long conversations with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;They both felt she was being too particular. "It's this weekend or we're not looking any more," Dad finally said in frustration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"We don't want to hear anything more about puppy size either," Mom added. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sure enough, they were the first ones in the shelter on Saturday morning. By now Danielle knew her way around, so she ran right for the section that housed the smaller dogs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tired of the routine, mom sat in the small waiting room at the end of the first row of cages. There was an observation window so you could see the animals during times when visitors weren't permitted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Danielle walked slowly from cage to cage, kneeling periodically! to take a closer look. One by one the dogs were brought out and she h eld each one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;One by one she said, "Sorry, you're not the one." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was the last cage on this last day in search of the perfect pup. The volunteer opened the cage door and the child carefully picked up the dog and held it closely. This time she took a little longer. "Mom, that's it! I found the right puppy! He's the one! I know it!" she screamed with joy. "It's the puppy size!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"But it's the same size as all the other puppies you held over the last few weeks," Mom said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"No not size ---- the sighs. When I held him in my arms, he sighed," she said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Don't you remember? When I asked you one day what love is, you told me love depends on the sighs of your heart. The more you love, the bigger the sigh!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The two women looked at each other for a moment. Mom didn't know whether to laugh or cry. As she stooped down to hug the child, she did a little of both. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Mom, every time you hold me, I sigh. When you and Daddy come home from work! and hug each other, you both sigh. I knew I would find the right puppy if it sighed when I held it in my arms," she said. Then holding the puppy up close to her face she said, "Mom, he loves me. I heard the sighs of his heart!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Close your eyes for a moment and think about the love that makes you sigh. I not only find it in the arms of my loved ones, but in the caress of a sunset, the kiss of the moonlight and the gentle brush of cool air on a hot day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;They are the sighs of God. Take the time to stop and listen; you will be surprised at what you hear. "Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--OMOriyjQ6k/TyQfyK4GjOI/AAAAAAAACmM/tdkPSve-_Ok/s1600/puppy_sighs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--OMOriyjQ6k/TyQfyK4GjOI/AAAAAAAACmM/tdkPSve-_Ok/s400/puppy_sighs.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-219779567989673806?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/219779567989673806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/puppy-size.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/219779567989673806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/219779567989673806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/puppy-size.html' title='Puppy Size'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--OMOriyjQ6k/TyQfyK4GjOI/AAAAAAAACmM/tdkPSve-_Ok/s72-c/puppy_sighs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-3505055680721868236</id><published>2012-01-27T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T06:54:41.639-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computer problems'/><title type='text'>Subject: Computer problems</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Help Desk: What kind of computer do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: A white one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Hi, this is Celine. I can't get my diskette out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Desk: Have you tried pushing the button?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Yes, sure, it's really stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Desk: That doesn't sound good; I'll make a note ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: No ... wait a minute... I hadn't inserted it yet... it's still on&lt;br /&gt;my desk... Sorry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Desk: Click on the 'my computer' icon on to the left of the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Your left or my left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Desk: Good day. How may I help you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Male customer: Hello... I can't print.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Desk: Would you click on start for me and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Listen pal; don't start getting technical on me! I'm not Bill Gates, damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Hi, good afternoon, this is Martha, I can't print.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Every time I try, it says 'Can't find printer'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I've even lifted the printer and placed it in front of the monitor,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but the computer still says it can't find it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: I have problems printing in red...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Desk: Do you have a color printer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Aaaah....................Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Desk: What's on your monitor now ma'am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: A teddy bear my boyfriend bought for me in the supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: My keyboard is not working anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Desk: Are you sure it's plugged into the computer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: No. I can't get behind the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Desk: Pick up your keyboard and walk 10 paces back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Desk: Did the keyboard come with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Desk: That means the keyboard is not plugged in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Is there another keyboard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Yes, there's another one here. Ah...that one does work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Desk: Your password is the small letter a as in apple,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;a capital letter V as in Victor, and the number 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Is that 7 in capital letters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A customer couldn't get on the Internet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Desk: Are you sure you used the right password?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Yes I'm sure. I saw my colleague do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Desk: Can you tell me what the password was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Five stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Desk: What anti-virus program do you use?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Netscape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Desk: That's not an anti-virus program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Oh, sorry...Internet Explorer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: I have a huge problem. A friend has put a screensaver on my computer,but every time I move the mouse, it disappears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Desk: How may I help you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: I'm writing my first e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Desk: OK, and, what seems to be the problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Well, I have the letter 'a' in the address, but how do I get the circle around it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-3505055680721868236?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/3505055680721868236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/subject-computer-problems.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/3505055680721868236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/3505055680721868236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/subject-computer-problems.html' title='Subject: Computer problems'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-1424678122605414110</id><published>2012-01-26T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T08:13:01.200-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Human History'/><title type='text'>Human History</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Division of the human family into 2 distinct political groups began some 12,000 years ago. Humans existed as members of small bands of nomadic hunter/gatherers. They lived on deer in the mountains in the summer &amp;amp; would go to the beach &amp;amp; live on fish &amp;amp; lobster in winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 most important events in all of history were the invention of beer &amp;amp; the invention of the wheel. The wheel was invented to get man to the beer. These were the foundations of modern civilization &amp;amp; together were the catalyst for the splitting of humanity into 2 distinct subgroups: Liberals &amp;amp; Conservatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once beer was discovered it required grain &amp;amp; that was the beginning of agriculture. Neither the glass bottle nor the aluminum can were invented yet, so while our early human ancestors were sitting around waiting for them to be invented, they just stayed close to the brewery. That's how villages were formed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some men spent their days tracking &amp;amp; killing animals to B-B-Q at night while they were drinking beer. This was the beginning of what is known as "the Conservative movement."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other men who were weaker &amp;amp; less skilled at hunting learned to live off the conservatives by showing up for the nightly B-B-Q's &amp;amp; doing the sewing, fetching &amp;amp; hair dressing. This was the beginning of the Liberal movement. Some of these liberal men eventually evolved into women. The rest became known as 'girleymen.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some noteworthy liberal achievements include the domestication of cats, the invention of group therapy &amp;amp; group hugs &amp;amp; the concept of Democratic voting to decide how to divide the meat &amp;amp; beer that conservatives provided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years conservatives came to be symbolized by the largest, most powerful land animal on earth, the elephant. Liberals are symbolized by the jackass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modern liberals like imported beer (with lime added), but most prefer white wine or imported bottled water. They eat raw fish but like their beef well done. Sushi, tofu, &amp;amp; French food are standard liberal fare. Another interesting revolutionary side note: most of their women have higher testosterone levels than their men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most social workers, personal injury attorneys, journalists, dreamers in Hollywood &amp;amp; group therapists are liberals. Liberals invented the designated hitter rule because it wasn't "fair" to make the pitcher also bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conservatives drink domestic beer. They eat red meat &amp;amp; still provide for their women. Conservatives are big-game hunters, rodeo cowboys, lumberjacks, construction workers, medical doctors, police officers, corporate executives, soldiers, athletes &amp;amp; generally anyone who works productively outside government. Conservatives who own companies hire other conservatives who want to work for a living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liberals produce little or nothing. They like to "govern" the producers &amp;amp; decide what to do with the production. Liberals believe Europeans are more enlightened than Americans. That is why most of the liberals remained in Europe when conservatives were coming to America. They crept in after the Wild West was tame &amp;amp; created a business of trying to get MORE for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here ends today's lesson in world history. Thought you would enjoy this explanation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-1424678122605414110?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/1424678122605414110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/human-history.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/1424678122605414110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/1424678122605414110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/human-history.html' title='Human History'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-5463107769383163710</id><published>2012-01-25T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T11:21:07.237-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOLDIER DIED'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Simple Soldier'/><title type='text'>A Simple Soldier</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He was getting old and paunchy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And his hair was falling fast, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And he sat around the Legion, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Telling stories of the past. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Of a war that he once fought in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And the deeds that he had done, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In his exploits with his buddies; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;They were heroes, every one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And 'tho sometimes to his neighbors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;His tales became a joke, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;All his buddies listened quietly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;For they knew where of he spoke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But we'll hear his tales no longer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;For ol' Bob has passed away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And the world's a little poorer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;For a Soldier died today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He won't be mourned by many, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Just his children and his wife. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;For he lived an ordinary, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Very quiet sort of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He held a job and raised a family, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Going quietly on his way; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And the world won't note his passing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;'Tho a Soldier died today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When politicians leave this earth, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Their bodies lie in state, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;While thousands note their passing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And proclaim that they were great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Papers tell of their life stories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;From the time that they were young &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But the passing of a Soldier &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Goes unnoticed, and unsung. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Is the greatest contribution &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;To the welfare of our land, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Some jerk who breaks his promise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And cons his fellow man? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Or the ordinary fellow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Who in times of war and strife, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Goes off to serve his country &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And offers up his life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The politician's stipend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And the style in which he lives, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Are often disproportionate, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;To the service that he gives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;While the ordinary Soldier, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Who offered up his all, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Is paid off with a medal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And perhaps a pension, small. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's so easy to forget them, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;For it is so many times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;That our Bobs and Jims and Johnnys, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Went to battle, but we know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It is not the politicians &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;With their compromise and ploys, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Who won for us the freedom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;That our country now enjoys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Should you find yourself in danger, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;With your enemies at hand, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Would you really want some cop-out, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;With his ever waffling stand? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Or would you want a Soldier-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;His home, his country, his kin, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Just a common Soldier, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Who would fight until the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He was just a common Soldier, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And his ranks are growing thin, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But his presence should remind us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We may need his like again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;For when countries are in conflict, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We find the Soldier's part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Is to clean up all the troubles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;That the politicians start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If we cannot do him honor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;While he's here to hear the praise, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Then at least let's give him homage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;At the ending of his days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Perhaps just a simply headline &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In the paper that might say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"OUR COUNTRY IS IN MOURNING, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A SOLDIER DIED TODAY."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-5463107769383163710?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/5463107769383163710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/simple-soldier.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/5463107769383163710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/5463107769383163710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/simple-soldier.html' title='A Simple Soldier'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-6775807141610922418</id><published>2012-01-24T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T08:20:38.470-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Today&apos;s Joke'/><title type='text'>Today's Joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It was a quiet                            day on the Ark and Noah was getting bored, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;so he told                            his wife that he was going to relieve the tedium by                            going off on a fishing expedition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;                        &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                          &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"That's a good idea,"                            she said. "You could do with a break."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Noah collected his                            equipment and set off,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but thirty minutes later he was                            back and still complaining that he was                            bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;His wife said: "I                            didn't expect you back so soon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If you're that bored,                            why did you stop fishing after only half an hour?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Noah replied: "I only                            had two worms."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-6775807141610922418?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/6775807141610922418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/todays-joke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/6775807141610922418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/6775807141610922418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/todays-joke.html' title='Today&apos;s Joke'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-2059624133997103842</id><published>2012-01-23T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T06:15:16.503-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MADE IN THE USA'/><title type='text'>MADE IN THE USA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Unfortunately  our politicians and top CEO's have pushed for trade to China and other  countries for years so Americans are now out of work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Did  you know that there is no electric coffee maker made in the US and that  the only kitchen appliances made in the US is Viking? This information  came from the a report by Diane Sawyer. Hopefully this has changed by  now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Some interesting ideas from a friend I thought you'd enjoy reading about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;I  DIDN'T KNOW HALLMARK CARDS WERE MADE IN CHINA ! That is also why I  don't buy cards at Hallmark anymore. They are made in China and are more  expensive!&amp;nbsp; I buy them at Dollar Tree - 50 cents each and made in USA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;I have been looking at the blenders available on the Internet.&amp;nbsp; Kitchen Aid is MADE IN the US . Top of my list already ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Yesterday  I was in Wal Mart looking for a wastebasket. I found some made in China  for $6.99. I didn't want to pay that much so I asked the lady if they  had any others. She took me to another department and they had some at $  2.50 made in USA . They are just as good. Same as a kitchen rug I  needed. I had to look, but I found some made in the USA- what a concept!  - and they were $3.00 cheaper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;We are being brainwashed to believe that everything that comes from China and Mexico is cheap. Not so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;I  was in Lowe's the other day and just out of curiosity, I looked at the  hose attachments . They were all made in China. The next day I was in  Ace Hardware and just for the heck of it I checked the hose attachments  there. They were made in USA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Start  looking, people . . ...In our current economic situation, every little  thing we buy or do affects someone else - most often, their job.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;My grandson likes Hershey's candy . I noticed, though, that it is now marked "made in Mexico. " I don't buy it anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;My favorite toothpaste Colgate is made in Mexico ... now I have switched to Crest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;You have to read the labels on everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;One Light Bulb at a Time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;This  past weekend I was at Kroger.&amp;nbsp; I needed 60W light bulbs and Bounce  dryer sheets. I was in the light bulb aisle, and right next to the GE  brand I normally buy -- was an off-brand labeled, "Everyday Value."&amp;nbsp; I  picked up both types of bulbs and compared them: they were the same  except for the price . . . the GE bulbs cost more than the Everyday  Value brand, but the thing that surprised me the most was  that the GE was made in MEXICO and the Everyday Value brand was made in  - you guessed it - the USA at a company in Cleveland, Ohio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;It's way past time to start finding and buying products you use every day that are made right here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;So,  on to the next aisle: Bounce Dryer Sheets... yep, you guessed it,  Bounce cost more money and is made in Canada . The Everyday Value brand  cost less, and was MADE IN THE USA ! I did laundry yesterday and the  dryer sheets performed just like the Bounce Free I have been using for  years, at almost half the price . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;My  challenge to you is to start reading the labels when you shop for  everyday things and see what you can find that is made in the USA - the  job you save may be your own or your neighbors! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-2059624133997103842?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/2059624133997103842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/made-in-usa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/2059624133997103842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/2059624133997103842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/made-in-usa.html' title='MADE IN THE USA'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-6331480009616505696</id><published>2012-01-22T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T12:18:42.078-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computer Helpline'/><title type='text'>Computer Helpline</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PoYDLtgFxhI/Txxu7uM6x_I/AAAAAAAACmE/o9TRzFAz-NU/s1600/any-key.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PoYDLtgFxhI/Txxu7uM6x_I/AAAAAAAACmE/o9TRzFAz-NU/s400/any-key.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-6331480009616505696?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/6331480009616505696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/computer-helpline.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/6331480009616505696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/6331480009616505696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/computer-helpline.html' title='Computer Helpline'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PoYDLtgFxhI/Txxu7uM6x_I/AAAAAAAACmE/o9TRzFAz-NU/s72-c/any-key.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-8427660884949129936</id><published>2012-01-22T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T06:43:36.607-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='47th chapter of Genesis'/><title type='text'>What Mr. Obama's government is doing now is no different from what Pharaoh's government did then, and it will end the same.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="10" style="width: 600px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;    Good morning, brothers and sisters; it's always a delight to see the pews crowded on Sunday morning, and so eager to get into God's Word. Turn with me in your Bibles, if you will, to the 47th chapter of Genesis. We'll begin our reading at verse 13, and go through verse 27. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother Ray, would you stand and read that great passage for us? ... (reading) .. Thank you for that fine reading, Brother Ray. So we see that economic hard times fell upon Egypt , and the people turned to the government of Pharaoh to deal with this for them. And Pharaoh nationalized the grain harvest, and placed the grain in great storehouses that he had built. So the people brought their money to Pharaoh, like a great tax increase, and gave it all to him willingly in return for grain. And this went on until their money ran out, and they were hungry again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when they went to Pharaoh after that, they brought their livestock - their cattle, their horses, their sheep, and their donkey - to barter for grain, and verse 17 says that only took them through the end of that year. But the famine wasn't over, was it? So the next year, the people came before Pharaoh and admitted they had nothing left, except their land and their own lives. "There is nothing left in the sight of my lord but our bodies and our land. Why should we die before your eyes, both we and our land? Buy us and our land for food, and we with our land will be servants to Pharaoh." So they surrendered their homes, their land, and their real estate to Pharaoh's government, and then sold themselves into slavery to him, in return for grain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can we learn from this, brothers and sisters? That turning to the government instead of to God to be our provider in hard times only leads to slavery? Yes... That the only reason government wants to be our provider is to also become our master? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. But look how that passage ends, brothers and sisters! Thus Israel settled in the land of Egypt , in the land of Goshen . And they gained possessions in it, and were fruitful and multiplied greatly." God provided for His people, just as He always has! They didn't end up giving all their possessions to government, no, it says they gained possessions! But I also tell you a great truth today, and an ominous one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see the same thing happening today - the government today wants to "share the wealth" once again, to take it from us and redistribute it back to us. It wants to take control of healthcare, just as it has taken control of education, and ration it back to us, and when government rations it, then government decides who gets it, and how much, and what kind. And if we go along with it, and do it willingly, then we will wind up no differently than the people of Egypt did four thousand years ago - as slaves to the government, and as slaves to our leaders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Mr. Obama's government is doing now is no different from what Pharaoh's government did then, and it will end the same. And a lot of people like to call Mr.Obama a "Messiah," don't they? Is he a Messiah? A savior? Didn't the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egyptians say, after Pharaoh made them his slaves, "You have saved our lives; may it please my lord, we will be servants to Pharaoh"? Well, I tell you this - I know the Messiah; the Messiah is a friend of mine; and Mr. OBAMA IS NO MESSIAH! No, brothers and sisters, if Mr. Obama is a character from the Bible, then he is Pharaoh. Bow with me in prayer, if you will... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You alone are worthy to be served, and we rely on You, and You alone. We confess that the government is not our deliverer, and never rightly will be. We read in the eighth chapter of 1 Samuel, when Samuel warned the people of what a ruler would do, where it says "And in that day you will cry out because of your king, whom you have chosen for yourselves, but the LORD will not answer you in that day..." And Lord, we acknowledge that day has come. We cry out to you because of the ruler that we have chosen for ourselves as a nation. Lord, we pray for this nation. We pray for revival, and we pray for deliverance from those who would be our masters. Give us hearts to seek You and hands to serve You, and protect Your people from the atrocities of Pharaoh's government. In God We Trust... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may consider sharing this with others. If you don't agree ... just  delete. Have a nice day…    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-8427660884949129936?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/8427660884949129936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-mr-obamas-government-is-doing-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/8427660884949129936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/8427660884949129936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-mr-obamas-government-is-doing-now.html' title='What Mr. Obama&apos;s government is doing now is no different from what Pharaoh&apos;s government did then, and it will end the same.'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-810281326397441481</id><published>2012-01-21T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T06:48:35.723-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How to Tell the Gender of a Fly'/><title type='text'>How to Tell the Gender of a Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A woman walked into the kitchen to find her husband&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;stalking around with a fly swatter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"What are you doing?" She asked. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Hunting Flies" He responded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Oh. Killing any?" She asked. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Yep, 3 males, 2 Females," he replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Intrigued, she asked. "How can you tell?" &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;He responded, "3 were on a beer can, 2 were on the phone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zCiTLoqr1Qo/Txmh8mB91TI/AAAAAAAACl8/RjHgu6nrT7Y/s1600/fly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zCiTLoqr1Qo/Txmh8mB91TI/AAAAAAAACl8/RjHgu6nrT7Y/s1600/fly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-810281326397441481?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/810281326397441481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-to-tell-gender-of-fly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/810281326397441481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/810281326397441481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-to-tell-gender-of-fly.html' title='How to Tell the Gender of a Fly'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zCiTLoqr1Qo/Txmh8mB91TI/AAAAAAAACl8/RjHgu6nrT7Y/s72-c/fly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-8126084750822421946</id><published>2012-01-20T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T09:20:41.798-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LETTER FROM A RETIRED BORDER PATROL AGENT'/><title type='text'>LETTER FROM A RETIRED BORDER PATROL AGENT:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This letter sent to Tennessee Senator Bill Frist from a retired border patrol agent,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and it has more common sense than all the bull being spewed from the Senate,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;with the exception of a few sensible representatives.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dear Senator Frist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;There is a huge amount of propaganda and myths circulating about illegal aliens,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;particularly illegal Mexican, Salvadorian, Guatemalan and Honduran aliens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;#1. Illegal aliens generally do NOT want US citizenship. Americans are very vain&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;thinking that everybody in the world wants to be a US citizen. Mexicans, and&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;other nationalities want to remain citizens of their home countries while obtaining&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;the benefits offered by the United States such as employment, medical care,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;instate tuition, government subsidized housing and free education for their&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;offspring. Their main attraction is employment and their loyalty usually remains&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;at home. They want benefits earned and subsidized by middle class Americans.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;What illegal aliens want are benefits of American residence without paying&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;#2. There are no jobs that Americans won't do. Illegal aliens are doing jobs&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;that Americans can't take and still support their families. Illegal aliens take&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;low wage jobs, live dozens in a single residence home, share expenses and&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;send money to their home country. There are no jobs that Americans won't&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;do for a decent wage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;#3. Every person who illegally entered this nation left a home. They are NOT&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;homeless and they are NOT Americans. Some left jobs in their home countries.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;They come to send money to their real home as evidenced by the more than 20&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;billion dollars sent out of the country each year by illegal aliens. These illegal&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;aliens knowingly and willfully entered this nation in violation of the law and&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;therefore assumed the risk of detection and deportation. Those who brought their&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;alien children assumed the responsibility and risk on behalf of their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;#4. Illegal aliens are NOT critical to the economy. Illegal aliens constitute less&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;than 5% of the workforce. However, they reduce wages and benefits for lawful&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;US residents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;#5. This is NOT an immigrant nation. There are 280 million native born&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Americans. While it is true that this nation was settled and founded by&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;immigrants (legal immigrants), it is also true that there is not a nation on&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;this planet that was not settled by immigrants at one time or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;#6. The United States is welcoming to legal immigrants. Illegal aliens are not&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;immigrants by definition. The US accepts more lawful immigrants every year&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;than the rest of the world combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;#7. There is no such thing as the "Hispanic vote." Hispanics are white, brown,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;black and every shade in between. Hispanics are Republicans, Democrats,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Anarchists, Communists, Marxists and Independents. The so-called "Hispanic&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;vote" is a myth. Pandering to illegal aliens to get the Hispanic vote is a dead end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;#8. Mexico is NOT a friend of the United States. Since 1848 Mexicans have&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;resented the United States. During World War I Mexico allowed German Spies&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;to operate freely in Mexico to spy on the US. During World War II Mexico&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;allowed the Axis powers to spy on the US from Mexico. During the Cold War&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mexico allowed spies hostile to the US to operate freely. The attack on the Twin&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Towers in 2001 was cheered and applauded all across Mexico. Today Mexican&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;school children are taught that the US stole California, Arizona, New Mexico&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and Texas. If you don't believe it, check out some Mexican textbooks written&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;for their school children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;#9. Although some illegal aliens enter this country for a better life, there are 6&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;billion people on this planet. At least 1 billion of those live on less than one&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;dollar a day. If wanting a better life is a valid excuse to break the law and sneak&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;into America, then let's allow those one billion to come to America and we'll turn&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;the USA into a Third World nation overnight. Besides, there are 280 million native&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;born Americans who want a better life. I'll bet Bill Gates and Donald Trump want&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;a better life. When will the USA lifeboat be full? Since when is wanting a better&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;life a good reason to trash another nation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;#10. There is a labor shortage in this country. This is a lie. There are hundreds&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;of thousands, if not millions, of American housewives, senior citizens, students,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;unemployed and underemployed who would gladly take jobs at a decent wage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;#11. It is racist to want secure borders. What is racist about wanting secure&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;borders and a secure America? What is racist about not wanting people to sneak&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;into America and steal benefits we have set aside for legal aliens, senior citizens,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;children and other legal residents? What is it about race that entitles people to&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;violate our laws, steal identities, and take the American Dream without paying&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;the price? For about four decades American politicians have refused to secure&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;our borders and look after the welfare of middle class Americans. These&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;politicians have been of both parties. A huge debt to American society has&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;resulted. This debt will be satisfied and the interest will be high. There has&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;already been riots in the streets by illegal aliens and their supporters. There will&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;be more. You, as a politician, have a choice to offend the illegal aliens who have&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;stolen into this country and demanded the rights afforded to US citizens or to&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;offend those of us who are stakeholders in this country. The interest will be steep&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;either way. There will be civil unrest. There will be a reckoning. Do you have the&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;courage to do what is right for America? Or, will you bow to the wants and needs&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;of those who don't even have the right to remain here? There will be a reckoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It will come in November of this year. We will&amp;nbsp; not allow America to be stolen by third world agitators and thieves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;David J. Stoddard&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;US Border Patrol (RET)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hereford, Arizona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Please pass this letter on to everyone you know, including your senators and&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Congressmen. We must do something about this serious problem NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-8126084750822421946?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/8126084750822421946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/letter-from-retired-border-patrol-agent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/8126084750822421946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/8126084750822421946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/letter-from-retired-border-patrol-agent.html' title='LETTER FROM A RETIRED BORDER PATROL AGENT:'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-1879107282621615181</id><published>2012-01-19T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T07:00:26.313-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farmer&apos;s Advice'/><title type='text'>An Old Farmer's Advice:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;* Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight and bull-strong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* Keep skunks and bankers and lawyers at a distance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* Life is simpler when you plow around the stump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* A bumble bee is considerably faster than a John Deere tractor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* Words that soak into your ears are whispered...not yelled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* Meanness don't jes' happen overnight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* Forgive your enemies. It messes up their heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* Do not corner something that you know is meaner than you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* It don't take a very big person to carry a grudge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* You cannot unsay a cruel word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* Every path has a few puddles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* When you wallow with pigs, expect to get dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* The best sermons are lived, not preached. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* Most of the stuff people worry about ain't never gonna happen anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* Don't judge folks by their relatives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* Live a good, honorable life. Then when you get&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;older and think back, you'll enjoy it a second time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* Don't interfere with somethin' that ain't botherin' you none. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* Timing has a lot to do with the outcome of a rain dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop diggin'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* Sometimes you get, and sometimes you get got. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* The biggest troublemaker you'll probably ever have to deal with, &lt;br /&gt;watches you from the mirror every mornin'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* Always drink upstream from the herd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* Good judgment comes from experience, and a&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;lotta that comes from bad judgment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* Lettin' the cat outta the bag is a whole lot easier than puttin' it back in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* If you get to thinkin' you're a person of some influence,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;try orderin' somebody else's dog around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Speak kindly. Leave the rest to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-1879107282621615181?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/1879107282621615181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/old-farmers-advice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/1879107282621615181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/1879107282621615181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/old-farmers-advice.html' title='An Old Farmer&apos;s Advice:'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-4595185066590583383</id><published>2012-01-18T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T09:28:06.654-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wackiest Dog Names'/><title type='text'>50 Wackiest Dog Names of 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;For the fourth consecutive year, Veterinary Pet Insurance Co.  (VPI), the nation's oldest and largest provider of pet health  insurance, released their list of the most clever, creative and quirky  pet names across the country.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Almost-A-Dog&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Franco Furter&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Stinkie Mcstinkerson&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sir Seamus McPoop&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Audrey Shepburn&lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Dewey Decimell&lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Knuckles Capone&lt;br /&gt;8.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Beagle Lugosi&lt;br /&gt;9.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Shooter Mclovin&lt;br /&gt;10.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Uzi Duzi Du&lt;br /&gt;11.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sir Chomps–A-Lot&lt;br /&gt;12.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Jedi Mind Trick&lt;br /&gt;13.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Baron Von Furrypants&lt;br /&gt;14.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Dexteronimous Prime&lt;br /&gt;15.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Beanfart&lt;br /&gt;16.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Swarles Barkley&lt;br /&gt;17.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Afro Thunder&lt;br /&gt;18.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Biscuit Winch&lt;br /&gt;19.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Woodrow Waddlesworth&lt;br /&gt;20.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Beastiewinks&lt;br /&gt;21.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ankles&lt;br /&gt;22.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sir Meaty Of The Hills&lt;br /&gt;23.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Dr Bannana Pancakes&lt;br /&gt;24.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Yager Myster Baby Puppins&lt;br /&gt;25.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Einstien Adicus&lt;br /&gt;26.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Tashi Quackenboss&lt;br /&gt;27.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sir Broccolli&lt;br /&gt;28.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Flash T. Trousers&lt;br /&gt;29.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Notorious Mini&lt;br /&gt;30.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Alligator Free&lt;br /&gt;31.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Lock-Eye Zip&lt;br /&gt;32.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Blooregard Q Kazoo&lt;br /&gt;33.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Fluffy Flip Joint&lt;br /&gt;34.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Zombie Moon Vanity&lt;br /&gt;35.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Gandalf Couture&lt;br /&gt;36.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sergant Boom Boom&lt;br /&gt;37.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Bodacious Beretta&lt;br /&gt;38.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Woofers O Farrel&lt;br /&gt;39.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sirnicholaschewbacca&lt;br /&gt;40.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ziggy Vom Younghaus&lt;br /&gt;41.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Turnabout Fair Play&lt;br /&gt;42.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Angelica Fruitcake&lt;br /&gt;43.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Achilles Vonsherlock&lt;br /&gt;44.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Six Toe&lt;br /&gt;45.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Yum Yum Star&lt;br /&gt;46.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Hurley Cheesecake Hsu&lt;br /&gt;47.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Tako Skywalker&lt;br /&gt;48.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Westbury Princess Zelda&lt;br /&gt;49.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Lady Gizmo M.W. Ewok&lt;br /&gt;50.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Blaximus Saulsbury&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-4595185066590583383?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/4595185066590583383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/50-wackiest-dog-names-of-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/4595185066590583383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/4595185066590583383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/50-wackiest-dog-names-of-2011.html' title='50 Wackiest Dog Names of 2011'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-2794375068652185449</id><published>2012-01-17T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T12:25:47.671-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The NEW ANT AND THE GRASSHOPPER '/><title type='text'>The NEW ANT AND THE GRASSHOPPER </title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This one is a little different with two contrasting Morals Systems ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLD VERSION &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&amp;nbsp;ant&amp;nbsp;works hard in the withering heat all summer long, &lt;br /&gt;building his house and laying up supplies for the winter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&amp;nbsp;grasshopper&amp;nbsp;thinks the&amp;nbsp;ant&amp;nbsp;is a fool &lt;br /&gt;and laughs and dances and plays the summer away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come winter, the&amp;nbsp;ant&amp;nbsp;is warm and well fed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&amp;nbsp;grasshopper&amp;nbsp;has no food or shelter, &lt;br /&gt;so he dies out in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORAL OF THE OLD STORY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be responsible for yourself! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MODERN VERSION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&amp;nbsp;ant&amp;nbsp;works hard in the withering heat &lt;br /&gt;and the rain all summer long, &lt;br /&gt;building his house and laying up supplies for the winter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&amp;nbsp;grasshopper&amp;nbsp;thinks the&amp;nbsp;ant&amp;nbsp;is a fool &lt;br /&gt;and laughs and dances and plays the summer away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come winter, the shivering&amp;nbsp;grasshoppercalls a&amp;nbsp;press&amp;nbsp;conference &lt;br /&gt;and demands to know why the&amp;nbsp;ant&amp;nbsp;should&amp;nbsp;be allowed &lt;br /&gt;to be warm and well fed while he is cold and starving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CBS, NBC, PBS, CNN,&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;ABC show up to&lt;br /&gt;provide pictures of the&amp;nbsp;shivering&amp;nbsp;grasshopper&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;next to a video of the&amp;nbsp;ant&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;in his comfortable home with a table filled with food.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;America is stunned by the sharp contrast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can this be, that in a country of such wealth, &lt;br /&gt;this poor&amp;nbsp;grasshopper&amp;nbsp;is allowed to suffer so? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kermit the Frog&amp;nbsp;appears on&amp;nbsp;Oprah&amp;nbsp;with the&amp;nbsp;grasshopper&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and everybody cries when they sing,&amp;nbsp;'It's Not Easy Being&amp;nbsp;Green'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occupy the Anthill&amp;nbsp;stages a demonstration in front &lt;br /&gt;of the&amp;nbsp;ant's&amp;nbsp;house where the news stations film &lt;br /&gt;the&amp;nbsp;SEIU&amp;nbsp;group singing,&amp;nbsp;"We shall overcome".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then&amp;nbsp;Rev. Jeremiah Wright&amp;nbsp;has the group kneel down to pray &lt;br /&gt;for the&amp;nbsp;grasshopper's&amp;nbsp;sake, while he damns the&amp;nbsp;ants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Obama&amp;nbsp;condemns the&amp;nbsp;ant&amp;nbsp;and blames &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;President Bush 43, President Bush 41, President Reagan, &lt;br /&gt;Christopher Columbus, and the Pope &lt;br /&gt;for the&amp;nbsp;grasshopper's&amp;nbsp;plight.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy Pelosi &amp;amp; Harry Reid&amp;nbsp;exclaim in an interview &lt;br /&gt;with&amp;nbsp;Larry King&amp;nbsp;that the&amp;nbsp;ant&amp;nbsp;has&lt;br /&gt;gotten rich off the back of the&amp;nbsp;grasshopper,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and both call for an immediate tax hike &lt;br /&gt;on the&amp;nbsp;ant&amp;nbsp;to make him pay his fair share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the&amp;nbsp;EEOC&amp;nbsp;drafts the &lt;br /&gt;Economic Equity &amp;amp; Anti-Grasshopper Act&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;retroactive to the beginning of the summer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&amp;nbsp;ant&amp;nbsp;is fined for failing to hire a proportionate number &lt;br /&gt;of&amp;nbsp;green bugs&amp;nbsp;and, having&amp;nbsp;nothing left to&amp;nbsp;pay his retroactive taxes, &lt;br /&gt;his home is confiscated by the&amp;nbsp;Government&amp;nbsp;Green&amp;nbsp;Czar&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and given&amp;nbsp;to the&amp;nbsp;grasshopper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story ends as we see the&amp;nbsp;grasshopper&amp;nbsp;and his free-loading friends&amp;nbsp;finishing up the last bits of the&amp;nbsp;ant's&amp;nbsp;food while the government house he is&amp;nbsp;in, which, as you recall, just happens to be the&amp;nbsp;ant's&amp;nbsp;old house, crumbles around them because&amp;nbsp;the grasshopper&amp;nbsp;doesn't maintain it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&amp;nbsp;ant&amp;nbsp;has&amp;nbsp;disappeared in the snow, never to be seen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&amp;nbsp;grasshopper&amp;nbsp;is found&amp;nbsp;dead in a drug related shooting. The house, now abandoned, is taken over&amp;nbsp;by a gang of&amp;nbsp;spiders&amp;nbsp;who terrorize the ramshackle, once prosperous&amp;nbsp;and peaceful neighborhood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire&amp;nbsp;Nation&amp;nbsp;collapses &lt;br /&gt;bringing the rest of the free world with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;MORAL OF THE STORY: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful how you vote in 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've sent this to you because &lt;br /&gt;I believe that you are an&amp;nbsp;ant&amp;nbsp;not&amp;nbsp;a grasshopper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure that you pass this on to other&amp;nbsp;ants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother sending it on to&amp;nbsp;any&amp;nbsp;grasshoppers&lt;br /&gt;because they wouldn't understand it anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-2794375068652185449?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/2794375068652185449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-antand-thegrasshopper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/2794375068652185449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/2794375068652185449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-antand-thegrasshopper.html' title='The NEW ANT AND THE GRASSHOPPER '/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-7949891209758374938</id><published>2012-01-16T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T07:01:57.888-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Next Trip'/><title type='text'>My Next Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have been in many places, but I've never been in Cahoots.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Apparently, you can't go alone.&amp;nbsp; You have to be in Cahoots with&lt;br /&gt;someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also never been in Cognito.&amp;nbsp; I hear no one recognizes you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have, however, been in Sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't have an airport; you have to be driven there.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have made several trips there, thanks to my friends, family and&lt;br /&gt;work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to go to Conclusions, but you have to jump, and I'm not&lt;br /&gt;too much on physical activity anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been in Doubt.&amp;nbsp; That is a sad place to go, and I try not to&lt;br /&gt;visit there too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in Flexible, but only when it was very important to stand&lt;br /&gt;firm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm in Capable, and I go there more often as I'm getting&lt;br /&gt;older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite places to be is in Suspense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It really gets the adrenalin flowing and pumps up the old heart!&amp;nbsp; At&lt;br /&gt;my age I need all the stimuli I can get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have been in Continent; but I don't remember what country I was in.&amp;nbsp; It's an age thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE DO YOUR PART!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is one of the many National Mental Health Days throughout the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can do your bit by remembering to send an e-mail to at least one unstable person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job is done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is too short for negative drama &amp;amp; petty things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So laugh insanely, love truly and forgive quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From one unstable person to another ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is happy in your head - we're all doing pretty good in mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-7949891209758374938?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/7949891209758374938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-next-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/7949891209758374938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/7949891209758374938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-next-trip.html' title='My Next Trip'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-8744183693992365640</id><published>2012-01-15T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T06:44:19.367-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite animals'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Animal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Our teacher             asked what my favorite animal was, and I said, "Fried             chicken."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She said I             wasn't funny, but she couldn't have been right, because             everyone else laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My parents             told me to always tell the truth. I did. Fried chicken is my             favorite animal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I told my dad             what happened, and he said my teacher was probably a member             of PETA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He said they             love animals very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I do, too.             Especially chicken, pork and beef.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Anyway, my teacher sent             me to the principal's office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I told him             what happened, and he laughed, too. Then he told me not to             do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The next day             in class my teacher asked me what my favorite live animal             was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I told her it             was chicken.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She asked me why, so I told her it was because             you could make them into fried chicken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She sent me             back to the principal's office. He laughed, and told me not             to do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I don't             understand. My parents taught me to be honest, but my             teacher doesn't like it when I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today, my             teacher asked us to tell her what famous person we admire             most.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I told her, "Colonel Sanders."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;       Guess where I             am now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V9YkCRYibW4/Tw9xQe5oy6I/AAAAAAAAClw/tCcPxbztbKI/s1600/kid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V9YkCRYibW4/Tw9xQe5oy6I/AAAAAAAAClw/tCcPxbztbKI/s1600/kid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-8744183693992365640?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/8744183693992365640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-favorite-animal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/8744183693992365640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/8744183693992365640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-favorite-animal.html' title='My Favorite Animal'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V9YkCRYibW4/Tw9xQe5oy6I/AAAAAAAAClw/tCcPxbztbKI/s72-c/kid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-7648393044250504981</id><published>2012-01-14T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T09:57:15.438-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malachi 3:3'/><title type='text'>Malachi 3:3 says: 'He will sit as a refiner and purifier of silver.'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This verse puzzled some women in a Bible study and they wondered what this statement meant about the character and nature of God ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the women offered to find out the process of refining silver and get back to the group at their next Bible Study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That week, the woman called a silversmith and made an appointment to watch him at work. She didn't mention anything about the reason for her interest beyond her curiosity about the process of refining Silver.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she watched the silversmith, he held a piece of silver over the fire and let it heat up. He explained that in refining silver, one needed to hold the silver in the middle of the fire where the flames were hottest as to burn away all the impurities.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman thought about God holding us in such a hot spot; then she thought again about the verse that says:&amp;nbsp; ' He sits as a refiner and purifier of silver.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked the silversmith if it was true that he had to sit there in front of the fire the whole time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man answered that yes, he not only had to sit there holding the silver, but he had to keep his eyes on the silver the entire time it was in the fire. If the silver was left a moment too long in the flames, it would be destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman was silent for a moment. Then she asked the silversmith, 'How do you know&amp;nbsp; when the silver is fully refined?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiled at her and answered, ' Oh, that's easy -- when I see my image in it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today you are feeling the heat of the fire, remember that God has his eye on you and will keep watching you until He sees His image in you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this on right now. This very moment, someone needs to know that God is watching over them.&lt;br /&gt;And, whatever they're going through, they'll be a better person in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' &lt;i&gt;Life is a coin. You can spend it anyway you wish, but you can only spend it once&lt;/i&gt;.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-7648393044250504981?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/7648393044250504981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/malachi-33-says-he-will-sit-as-refiner.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/7648393044250504981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/7648393044250504981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/malachi-33-says-he-will-sit-as-refiner.html' title='Malachi 3:3 says: &apos;He will sit as a refiner and purifier of silver.&apos;'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-2117085166779236705</id><published>2012-01-12T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T08:00:14.309-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HISTORICAL TRIVIA'/><title type='text'>HISTORICAL TRIVIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 16.0pt;"&gt;Did  you know the saying "God willing and the Creek don't rise" was in  reference to the Creek Indians and not a body of water? It was written  by Benjamin Hawkins in the late 18th century. He was a politician and  Indian diplomat. While in the south, Hawkins was requested by the  President of the U.S. to return to Washington. In his response, he was  said to write, "God willing and the Creek don't rise." Because he  capitalized the word "Creek" it is deduced that he was referring to the  Creek Indian tribe and not a body of water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 24.0pt;"&gt;******************************&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 16.0pt;"&gt;In  George Washington's days, there were no cameras. One's image was either  sculpted or painted. Some paintings of George Washington showed him  standing behind a desk with one arm behind his back while others showed  both legs and both arms. Prices charged by painters were not based on  how many people were to be painted, but by how many limbs were to be  painted. Arms and legs are 'limbs,' therefore painting them would cost  the buyer more. Hence the expression, 'Okay, but it'll cost you an arm  and a leg.' (Artists know hands and arms are more difficult to paint)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 24.0pt;"&gt;******************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 16.0pt;"&gt;As  incredible as it sounds, men and women took baths only twice a year  (May and October) Women kept their hair covered, while men shaved their  heads (because of lice and bugs) and wore wigs. Wealthy men could afford  good wigs made from wool. They couldn't wash the wigs, so to clean them  they would carve out a loaf of bread, put the wig in the shell, and  bake it for 30 minutes. The heat would make the wig big and fluffy,  hence the term 'big wig...' Today we often use the term 'here comes the  Big Wig' because someone appears to be or is powerful and wealthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 24.0pt;"&gt;******************************&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 16.0pt;"&gt;In  the late 1700's, many houses consisted of a large room with only one  chair. Commonly, a long wide board folded down from the wall, and was  used for dining. The 'head of the household' always sat in the chair  while everyone else ate sitting on the floor. Occasionally a guest, who  was usually a man, would be invited to sit in this chair during a meal.  To sit in the chair meant you were important and in charge. They called  the one sitting in the chair the 'chair man.' Today in business, we use  the expression or title 'Chairman' or 'Chairman of the Board.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 24.0pt;"&gt;******************************&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 16.0pt;"&gt;Personal  hygiene left much room for improvement.. As a result, many women and  men had developed acne scars by adulthood. The women would spread bee's  wax over their facial skin to smooth out their complexions. When they  were speaking to each other, if a woman began to stare at another  woman's face she was told, 'mind your own bee's wax.' Should the woman  smile, the wax would crack, hence the term 'crack a smile'. In addition,  when they sat too close to the fire, the wax would melt. Therefore, the  expression 'losing face.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 24.0pt;"&gt;******************************&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 16.0pt;"&gt;Ladies  wore corsets, which would lace up in the front. A proper and dignified  woman, as in 'straight laced' wore a tightly tied lace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 24.0pt;"&gt;******************************&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 16.0pt;"&gt;Common  entertainment included playing cards. However, there was a tax levied  when purchasing playing cards but only applicable to the 'Ace of  Spades...' To avoid paying the tax, people would purchase 51 cards  instead. Yet, since most games require 52 cards, these people were  thought to be stupid or dumb because they weren't 'playing with a full  deck..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 24.0pt;"&gt;******************************&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 16.0pt;"&gt;Early  politicians required feedback from the public to determine what the  people considered important. Since there were no telephones, TV's or  radios, the politicians sent their assistants to local taverns, pubs,  and bars. They were told to 'go sip some Ale and listen to people's  conversations and political concerns. Many assistants were dispatched at  different times. 'You go sip here' and 'You go sip there.' The two  words 'go sip' were eventually combined when referring to the local  opinion and, thus we have the term 'gossip.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 24.0pt;"&gt;******************************&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 16.0pt;"&gt;At  local taverns, pubs, and bars, people drank from pint and quart-sized  containers. A bar maid's job was to keep an eye on the customers and  keep the drinks coming. She had to pay close attention and remember who  was drinking in 'pints' and who was drinking in 'quarts,' hence the  phrase 'minding your 'P's and Q's'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 24.0pt;"&gt;******************************&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 18.0pt;"&gt;One more: bet you didn't know this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 16.0pt;"&gt;In  the heyday of sailing ships, all war ships and many freighters carried  iron cannons. Those cannons fired round iron cannon balls. It was  necessary to keep a good supply near the cannon. However, how to prevent  them from rolling about the deck? The best storage method devised was a  square-based pyramid with one ball on top, resting on four resting on  nine, which rested on sixteen. Thus, a supply of 30 cannon balls could  be stacked in a small area right next to the cannon. There was only one  problem....how to prevent the bottom layer from sliding or rolling from  under the others. The solution was a metal plate called a 'Monkey' with  16 round indentations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 24.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 16.0pt;"&gt;However,  if this plate were made of iron, the iron balls would quickly rust to  it. The solution to the rusting problem was to make 'Brass Monkeys.' Few  landlubbers realize that brass contracts much more and much faster than  iron when chilled.. Consequently, when the temperature dropped too far,  the brass indentations would shrink so much that the iron cannonballs  would come right off the monkey; Thus, it was quite literally, 'Cold  enough to freeze the balls off a brass monkey.' (All this time, you  thought that was an improper expression, didn't you.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 16.0pt;"&gt;If  you don't send this fabulous bit of historic knowledge to any and all  your unsuspecting friends, your hard drive will kill your mouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-2117085166779236705?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/2117085166779236705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/historical-trivia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/2117085166779236705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/2117085166779236705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/historical-trivia.html' title='HISTORICAL TRIVIA'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-6192318991064855605</id><published>2012-01-11T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T10:54:32.595-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year&apos;s Resolutions  For Cats'/><title type='text'>New Year's Resolutions  For Cats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;1. My human will never let me eat her pet hamster, and      I am at peace with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I will not puff my entire body to      twice its size for no reason after my human has finished watching a      horror movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I will not slurp fish food from the surface of      the aquarium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I will not eat large numbers of assorted bugs,      then come home and puke them up so the humans can see that I'm getting      plenty of roughage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I will not lean way over to drink out of      the tub, fall in, and then pelt right for the box of clumping cat litter.      (It took FOREVER to get the stuff out of my fur.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I will      not stand on the bathroom counter, stare down the hall, and growl at      NOTHING after my human has finished watching The X-Files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I      will not use the bathtub to store live mice for late-night      snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I will not perch on my human's chest in the middle of      the night and stare into her eyes until she screams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. We will      not play Herd of Thundering Wildebeests Stampeding Across the Plains of      the Serengeti over any humans' bed while they're trying to      sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Screaming at the can of food will not make it open      itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I cannot leap through closed windows to catch birds      outside. If I forget this and bonk my head on the window and fall behind      the couch in my attempt, I will not get up and do the same thing      again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I will not assume the patio door is open when I race      outside to chase leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I will not intrude on my human's      candle-lit bubble bath and singe my bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I will not stick      my paw into any container to see if there is something in it. If I do,      I will not hiss and scratch when my human has to shave me to get the      rubber&lt;br /&gt;cement out of my fur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If I bite the cactus, it will      bite back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. When it rains, it will be raining on all sides of      the house. It is not necessary to check every door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Birds      do not come from the bird feeder. I will not knock it down and try to      open it up to get the birds out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. The dog can see me coming      when I stalk her. She can see me and will move out of the way when I      pounce, letting me smash into floors and walls. That does not mean      I&lt;br /&gt;should take it as a personal insult when my humans sit there and      laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I will not play "dead cat on the stairs" while people      are trying to bring in groceries or laundry, or else one of these days,      it will really come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When the humans play darts, I will      not leap into the air and attempt to catch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I will      not swat my human's head repeatedly when she's on the family room floor      trying to do sit ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When my human is typing at the      computer, her forearms are not a hammock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Computer and TV      screens do not exist to backlight my lovely tail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-6192318991064855605?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/6192318991064855605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-years-resolutions-for-cats.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/6192318991064855605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/6192318991064855605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-years-resolutions-for-cats.html' title='New Year&apos;s Resolutions  For Cats'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-5434467392498766736</id><published>2012-01-10T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T07:51:00.047-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year&apos;s Resolutions  For Dogs'/><title type='text'>New Year's Resolutions  For Dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I will not play tug-of-war with Dad's underwear&lt;br /&gt;when he's on  the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'll remember that the garbage collector is  NOT&lt;br /&gt;stealing our stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I do not need to suddenly stand straight  up&lt;br /&gt;when I'm lying under the coffee table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I will not roll my toys  behind the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I must shake the rainwater out of my fur  BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;entering the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I will not eat the cats' food, before or  after&lt;br /&gt;they eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I will stop trying to find the few  remaining&lt;br /&gt;pieces of clean carpet in the house when I am about to throw  up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I will not throw up in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I will not roll on dead  seagulls, fish, crabs,&lt;br /&gt;etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I will not lick my human's face after  eating&lt;br /&gt;animal poop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. "Kitty box crunchies" are not food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  I will not eat any more socks and then&lt;br /&gt;redeposit them in the backyard after  processing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The diaper pail is not a cookie jar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I will  not wake Mommy up by sticking my cold,&lt;br /&gt;wet nose up her bottom end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.  I will not chew my human's toothbrush and not&lt;br /&gt;tell them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I will  not chew crayons or pens, especially&lt;br /&gt;not the red ones, or my people will  think I am hemorrhaging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. When in the car, I will not insist on  having&lt;br /&gt;the window rolled down when it's raining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. The sofa is not  a face towel. Neither are Mom and Dad's laps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I will not steal my  Mom's underwear and dance all over the back yard with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. My head  does not belong in the refrigerator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I will not bite the officer's  hand when he reaches in for Mom's driver's license and car  registration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-5434467392498766736?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/5434467392498766736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-years-resolutions-for-dogs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/5434467392498766736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/5434467392498766736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-years-resolutions-for-dogs.html' title='New Year&apos;s Resolutions  For Dogs'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-2828621027301966421</id><published>2012-01-09T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T19:03:39.295-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The GROCERY LIST'/><title type='text'>The GROCERY LIST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0080ff; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Louise Redden, a poorly dressed lady with a look of defeat on her face, walked into a grocery store. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She approached the owner of the store in a most humble manner and asked if he would let her charge a few groceries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She softly explained that her husband was very ill and unable to work, they had seven children and they needed food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Longhouse, the grocer, scoffed at her and requested that she leave his store at once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visualizing the family needs, she said: 'Please, sir! I will bring you the money just as soon as I can.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John told her he could not give her credit, since she did not have a charge account at his store. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing  beside the counter was a customer who overheard the conversation  between the two The customer walked forward and told the grocer that he  would stand good for whatever she needed for her family. The grocer said  in a very reluctant voice, 'Do you have a grocery list?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louise  replied, 'Yes sir.' 'O.K' he said, 'put your grocery list on the scales  and whatever your grocery list weighs, I will give you that amount in  groceries.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louise hesitated a moment with a bowed head, then she  reached into her purse and took out a piece of paper and scribbled  something on it. She then laid the piece of paper on the scale carefully  with her head still bowed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eyes of the grocer and the customer showed amazement when the scales went down and stayed down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grocer, staring at the scales, turned slowly to the customer and said begrudgingly, 'I can't believe it.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  customer smiled and the grocer started putting the groceries on the  other side of the scales. The scale did not balance so he continued to  put more and more groceries on them until the scales would hold no more.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grocer stood there in utter disgust. Finally, he grabbed  the piece of paper from the scales and looked at it with greater  amazement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not a grocery list, it was a prayer, which said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Dear Lord, you know my needs and I am leaving this in your hands.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grocer gave her the groceries that he had&lt;br /&gt;Gathered and stood in stunned silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louise  thanked him and left the store. The other customer handed a  hundred-dollar bill to the grocer and said; 'It was worth every penny of  it. Only God Knows how much a prayer weighs.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE POWER: When you receive this, say a prayer. That's all you have to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just  stop right now, and say a prayer of thanks for your own good  fortune..... Then please send this to all your friends and relatives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  believe if you will send this testimony out with prayer in faith, you  will receive what you need God to do in your and your families' life .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So  dear heart, trust God to heal the sick, provide food for the hungry,  clothes and shelter for those that don't have as we do. Amen &amp;amp; Amen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Geneva&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Geneva&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-2828621027301966421?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/2828621027301966421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/grocery-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/2828621027301966421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/2828621027301966421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/grocery-list.html' title='The GROCERY LIST'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-7135349993507668647</id><published>2012-01-08T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T07:14:44.775-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pam’s Story'/><title type='text'>Pam’s Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;In  a recent email, I read about a woman named Pam, who knows the pain of  considering abortion. More than 24 years ago, she and her husband Bob  were serving as missionaries to the Philippines and praying for a fifth  child. Pam contracted amoebic dysentery, an infection of the intestine  caused by a parasite found in contaminated food or drink. She went into a  coma and was treated with strong antibiotics before they discovered she  was pregnant.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Doctors  urged her to abort the baby for her own safety and told her that the  medicines had caused irreversible damage to her baby. She refused the  abortion and cited her Christian faith as the reason for her hope that  her son would be born without the devastating disabilities physicians  predicted. Pam said the doctors didn't think of it as a life, they  thought of it as a mass of fetal tissue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While pregnant, Pam  nearly lost their baby four times but refused to consider abortion. She  recalled making a pledge to God with her husband: &lt;i&gt;If you will give us a son, we’ll name him Timothy and we’ll make him a preacher.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam  ultimately spent the last two months of her pregnancy in bed and  eventually gave birth to a healthy baby boy August 14, 1987. Pam’s  youngest son is indeed a preacher. He preaches in prisons, makes  hospital visits, and serves with his father’s ministry in the  Philippines. He also plays football. Pam’s son is Tim Tebow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  University of Florida’s star quarterback became the first sophomore in  history to win college football’s highest award, the Heisman Trophy. His  current role as quarterback of the Denver Broncos has provided an  incredible platform for Christian witness. As a result, he is being  called The Mile-High Messiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim’s notoriety and the family’s  inspiring story have given Pam numerous opportunities to speak on behalf  of women’s centers across the country. Pam Tebow believes that every  little baby you save matters. I pray her tribe will increase!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;May the peace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you always!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vgom5F-sOAw/TwsEP7CexpI/AAAAAAAAClo/Fnw_D4xcPxA/s1600/tebow-fish_620x244.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="125" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vgom5F-sOAw/TwsEP7CexpI/AAAAAAAAClo/Fnw_D4xcPxA/s320/tebow-fish_620x244.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-7135349993507668647?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/7135349993507668647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/pams-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/7135349993507668647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/7135349993507668647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/pams-story.html' title='Pam’s Story'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vgom5F-sOAw/TwsEP7CexpI/AAAAAAAAClo/Fnw_D4xcPxA/s72-c/tebow-fish_620x244.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-6773958114971522851</id><published>2012-01-07T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T07:24:33.478-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell'/><title type='text'>This is Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;An old cowboy was riding his trusty horse followed by his faithful dog along an unfamiliar road. The man was enjoying the new scenery, when he suddenly remembered dying, and realized that the dog beside him had been dead for years, as had his horse.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Confused, he wondered what was happening, and where the trail was leading them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall that looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch topped by a golden letter "H" that glowed in the sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing before it, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rode toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side. Parched and tired out by his journey, he called out, 'Excuse me, where are we?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'This is Heaven, sir,' the man answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Wow! Would you happen to have some water?' the man asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the gate began to open, the cowboy asked, 'Can I bring my partners, too?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cowboy thought for a moment, then turned back to the road and continued riding, his dog trotting by his side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After another long ride, at the top of another hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a ranch gate that looked as if it had never been closed. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Excuse me,' he called to the man. 'Do you have any water?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sure, there's a pump right over there. Help yourself.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'How about my friends here?' the traveler gestured to the dog and his horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Of course! They look thirsty, too,' said the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trio went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with buckets beside it. The traveler filled a cup and the buckets with wonderfully cool water and took a long drink, as did his horse and dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they were full, he walked back to the man who was still standing by the tree. 'What do you call this place?' the traveler asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'This is Heaven,' he answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'That's confusing,' the traveler said. 'The man down the road said that was Heaven, too.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh, you mean the place with the glitzy, gold street and fake pearly gates? That's hell.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Doesn't it make you angry when they use your name like that?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Not at all. Actually, we're happy they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-6773958114971522851?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/6773958114971522851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-is-heaven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/6773958114971522851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/6773958114971522851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-is-heaven.html' title='This is Heaven'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-2949126104273740907</id><published>2012-01-06T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T09:46:05.754-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Lawyer and the Old Guy'/><title type='text'>The Lawyer and the Old Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #17365d; font-family: Kristen ITC; font-size: x-large;"&gt;A lawyer and a senior citizen are sitting next to        each other on a long flight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #17365d; font-family: Kristen ITC; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lawyer is thinking that seniors        are so dumb that he could get one over on them        easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #17365d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #17365d; font-family: arial; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #17365d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #17365d; font-family: arial; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #17365d; font-family: Kristen ITC; font-size: x-large;"&gt;So, the lawyer asks if        the senior would like to play a fun game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The senior is tired and        just wants to take a nap, so he politely declines and tries to catch a few        winks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lawyer persists, saying that the game is a lot of        fun...."I ask you a question, and if you don't know the answer, you pay me        only $5.00. Then you ask me one, and if I don't know the answer, I will        pay you $500.00," he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This catches the senior's attention and,        to keep the lawyer quiet, he agrees to play the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lawyer        asks the first question. "What's the distance from the Earth to the        Moon?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The senior doesn't say a word, but reaches into his pocket,        pulls out a five-dollar bill, and hands it to the lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's        the senior's turn. He asks the lawyer, "What goes up a hill with three        legs, and comes down with four?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lawyer uses his laptop to        search all references he can find on the Net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sends E-mails to        all the smart friends he knows; all to no avail. After an hour of        searching, he finally gives up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wakes the senior and hands him        $500.00. The senior pockets the $500.00 and goes right back to        sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lawyer is going nuts not knowing the answer. He wakes        the senior up and asks, "Well, so what goes up a hill with three legs and        comes down with four?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The senior reaches into his pocket, hands        the lawyer $5.00, and goes back to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #17365d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #17365d; font-family: arial; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #17365d; font-family: Kristen ITC; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you're        going to send this one on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #953734; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #953734; font-family: arial; font-size: 24pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't        mess with old folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-2949126104273740907?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/2949126104273740907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/lawyer-and-old-guy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/2949126104273740907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/2949126104273740907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/lawyer-and-old-guy.html' title='The Lawyer and the Old Guy'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-2066055955217567360</id><published>2012-01-05T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T06:19:10.341-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cruise ship'/><title type='text'>No Nursing Home For Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dear Friends and Family! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be no nursing home in our future...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we get old and feeble, we are going to move to a Princess Cruise Ship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average cost for a nursing home is $200.00 per day each. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have checked on reservations at Princess and I can get a long term discount and senior discount price of $135.00 per day each. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That leaves $65.00 a day for: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Gratuities which will only be $10.00 per day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We will have as many as 10 meals a day if we can waddle to the restaurant, or we can have room service ( breakfast in bed every day of the week.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Princess has as many as three swimming pools, a workout room, free washers and dryers, shows every night, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. They have free toothpaste and razors, and all the free soap and shampoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. They will even treat you like a customer, not a patient. A extra $5.00 bucks worth of tips will have the entire staff scrambling to help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. We will get to meet new people every 7or 14 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. T.V. broken? Light Bulb need changing? need to have the mattress replaced? No Problem! They will fix everything and apologize for your inconvenience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Clean sheets and towels every day and you don't even have to ask for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.If you fall in the nursing home and break a hip you are on medicare, If you fall and break a hip on a Princess Ship they will upgrade you to a suite for the rest of your life( can't beat that). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now hold on for the best, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to see South America, the Panama Canal, Tahiti, Australia,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Zealand, Asia, or&amp;nbsp; . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You name where you want to go and Princess will have a ship ready to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't look for us in a nursing home . . . . . just call shore to ship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just forward all our email to&amp;nbsp; www.princessship.com. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you die they just dump you over the side, at no charge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-2066055955217567360?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/2066055955217567360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-nursing-home-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/2066055955217567360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/2066055955217567360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-nursing-home-for-me.html' title='No Nursing Home For Me!'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-5131379159804880851</id><published>2012-01-03T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:39:39.745-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='todays joke'/><title type='text'>Something to Think About</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;When his son asked                            for a ride&amp;nbsp; to get to the end of their                            road,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;his father told him:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;"You should be ashamed."                            When Abraham Lincoln was your age,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;he used to walk ten                            miles every day to get to school."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;                           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Really?" said the                            boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; "Well, when he was your age, he was                            president!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-5131379159804880851?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/5131379159804880851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/something-to-think-about.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/5131379159804880851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/5131379159804880851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/something-to-think-about.html' title='Something to Think About'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-7444565485518865147</id><published>2012-01-02T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T07:37:46.591-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new exercise program'/><title type='text'>THE NEW EXERCISE PROGRAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0" ptsize="10" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Doctor told me I should start an exercise program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to harm this old body, I've devised the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0" ptsize="10" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" family="SERIF" lang="0" ptsize="12" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0" ptsize="10" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat around the bush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jump to conclusions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climb the walls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wade through the morning paper&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0" ptsize="10" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" family="SERIF" lang="0" ptsize="12" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0" ptsize="10" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drag my heels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push my luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make Mountains out of mole hills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit the nail on the head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" family="SERIF" lang="0" ptsize="10" style="background-color: white; font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0" ptsize="10" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0" ptsize="10" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bend over backwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jump on the Band Wagon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run around in circles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0" ptsize="10" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0" ptsize="10" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0" ptsize="10" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advise the President on how to run the country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0" ptsize="10" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toot my own horn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pull out all the stops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add fuel to the fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0" ptsize="10" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0" ptsize="10" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open a can of worms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put my foot in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start the ball rolling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go over the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0" ptsize="10" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0" ptsize="12" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0" ptsize="12" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" family="SERIF" lang="0" ptsize="10" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0" ptsize="12" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0" ptsize="10" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kneel in prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bow my head in thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uplift my hands in praise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hug someone and encourage them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-7444565485518865147?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/7444565485518865147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-exercise-program.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/7444565485518865147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/7444565485518865147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-exercise-program.html' title='THE NEW EXERCISE PROGRAM'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-6814707600878113512</id><published>2012-01-01T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T06:55:41.563-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy New Year'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year  2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wqH99q0yBQI/TvymL0qa26I/AAAAAAAACkk/ds2ENttuFo0/s1600/HNY-2012-4blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wqH99q0yBQI/TvymL0qa26I/AAAAAAAACkk/ds2ENttuFo0/s1600/HNY-2012-4blog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-6814707600878113512?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/6814707600878113512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/6814707600878113512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/6814707600878113512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year-2012.html' title='Happy New Year  2012'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wqH99q0yBQI/TvymL0qa26I/AAAAAAAACkk/ds2ENttuFo0/s72-c/HNY-2012-4blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-4348794966587071796</id><published>2011-12-31T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T07:20:15.439-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A True Friend'/><title type='text'>A True Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lily is a Great Dane that has been blind since a bizarre medical condition required that she have both eyes removed. For the last 5 years, Maddison, another Great Dane, has been her sight. The two are, of course, inseparable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oe5oSvrr2_I/Tv8n244xXnI/AAAAAAAACkw/MSFljY_u58E/s1600/Maddie-Lily.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oe5oSvrr2_I/Tv8n244xXnI/AAAAAAAACkw/MSFljY_u58E/s400/Maddie-Lily.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"People will forget what you said; People will forget what you did.&lt;br /&gt;But people will never forget how you made them feel." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-4348794966587071796?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/4348794966587071796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/true-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/4348794966587071796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/4348794966587071796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/true-friend.html' title='A True Friend'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oe5oSvrr2_I/Tv8n244xXnI/AAAAAAAACkw/MSFljY_u58E/s72-c/Maddie-Lily.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-8043742522001064389</id><published>2011-12-30T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T17:45:37.762-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Consequences of Internet Regulation'/><title type='text'>The Unintended Consequences of Internet Regulation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Would you be outraged if the Department of Justice shut down The Foundry [1] without any warning and blocked access for more than a year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s exactly what happened to a hip-hop blog called Dajaz1.com [2], which was falsely accused of criminal copyright infringement [3]. The blog posted music from artists promoting their work. But federal authorities viewed it differently. They seized the domain name, then shared virtually no information with its owner for more than year. Only recently did they quietly drop the case [4].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government’s handling of this hip-hop blog is fueling fears about legislation moving quickly through Congress [5] that addresses copyright infringement and online piracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Stop Online Piracy Act [6], or SOPA as it’s known in the House, and the Senate’s PROTECT IP Act [7] would give the U.S. attorney general the power and authority to block criminal enterprises from trafficking in illegal products online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their cause is a noble one. Business incur significant losses when Americans buy counterfeit items. Consumers must also be increasingly vigilant about purchases they make online. Federal authorities shut down more than 150 websites [8] just last month for pirated goods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the two bills making their way through Congress are the wrong solution. They pose serious threats to freedom of speech and expression and raise security concerns [9]. With the Senate possibly voting on the PROTECT IP Act in January and the House moving forward with hearings on SOPA, Americans should understand what’s at stake [10].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the case with Dajaz1.com illustrates, the federal government already has the ability to shut down U.S.-based websites. A growing number of so-called “rogue sites” are located outside the United States, however, limiting the government’s ability to block them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOPA would give Attorney General Eric Holder and individual intellectual property holders the ability to sue these rogue sites if they were “dedicated to theft of U.S. property.” The government, through a court order, could take these four steps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Require Internet service providers to prevent subscribers from reaching the website in question;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Prohibit search engines such as Google from providing direct links to the foreign website in search results;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Prohibit payment network providers, such as PayPal or credit card firms, from completing financial transactions affecting the site; and&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bar Internet advertising firms from placing online ads from or to the affected website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The legislation addresses a legitimate problem,” wrote Heritage’s regulatory policy expert James Gattuso [9], “but it may have unintended negative consequences for the operation of the Internet and free speech.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free speech: The legislation gives the government the authority to tamper with Internet search results by requiring firms like Google to block links to infringing websites. Placing this limit on information providers is troubling and arguably a violation of the First Amendment [11]. Besides, Washington’s appetite for power is uncontrollable, and this would almost certainly lead to a slippery slope of unwanted interference in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internet security: Criminals would almost certainly discover new ways to circumvent the government’s measures. But the most glaring security problem with SOPA is the damage it would cause to DNSSEC [12], the new Internet system designed to limit certain crimes. This would jeopardize security across the Internet, potentially creating new challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The federal government needs to protect intellectual property rights,” Gattuso concluded in his analysis [9]. “But it should do so in a way that does not disrupt the growth of technology, does not weaken Internet security, respects free speech rights, and solves the problem of rogue sites.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The debate over SOPA is already among the most intense and polarizing taking place in Washington — and rightfully so. With concerns about free speech and Internet security taking center stage, lawmakers would be wise to look at alternatives [13] when they return in January.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-8043742522001064389?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/8043742522001064389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/unintended-consequences-of-internet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/8043742522001064389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/8043742522001064389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/unintended-consequences-of-internet.html' title='The Unintended Consequences of Internet Regulation'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-1745367940007625549</id><published>2011-12-29T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T06:53:23.069-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calendar Revolution'/><title type='text'>The Calendar Revolution Begins in Three Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;January 1, 2012 is the target date for the first use of a new  calendar devised by a Johns Hopkins astrophysicist, Richard Conn Henry,  and Hopkins economist, Steven H. Hanke. Its signal innovation: Year to  year, dates would fall on the same day of the week. Beginning in 2012,  in other words, Christmas and New Year’s Day would forever fall on&amp;nbsp;  Sunday — and your birthday would henceforth be associated with one  specific day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The goal is for the calendar to be in universal use by 2017.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“Our plan offers a stable calendar that is absolutely identical from  year to year and which allows the permanent, rational planning of annual  activities, from school to work holidays,” Henry &lt;a href="http://www.eurekalert.org/pub_releases/2011-12/jhu-tfa122711.php" target="_blank"&gt;said&lt;/a&gt;  in a statement. The calendar would accomplish this by means of a  364-day year — augmented every five or six years with an extra week  tacked on at the end. Otherwise, the rhythm of months would be more  regular than what we’re used to: January and February have 30 days,  March 31; and that pattern (30 days/30/31) would repeat itself  throughout the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Convenience aside — “Think about how much time and effort are  expended each year in redesigning the calendar of every single  organization in the world,” Henry said — the calendar would also make  many financial calculations simpler. All sorts of such calculations  involving mortgages, bonds, “swaps,” and the like currently have to take  into account the existing irregular month lengths, and there’s often a  “rip-off factor,” the scholars say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;That Christmas would always fall on a Sunday “will be pleasing to Christians,” Henry writes on &lt;a href="http://henry.pha.jhu.edu/calendar" target="_blank"&gt;a website devoted to the project&lt;/a&gt;, “but will also be pleasing to companies who currently lose up to two weeks of work to the Christmas/New Year’s annual mess.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;One advantage their plan has over previous reform calendars is that  it doesn’t deal with the issue of keeping the year in sync with the  seasons by adding partial weeks, creating weeks without a Sabbath. In  contrast, the so called Hanke-Henry Permanent Calendar “Fully Respects  the Fourth Commandment of the Bible.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2017 is the target for the worldwide implementation of the calendar.  Skeptical they can meet that target? The final entry in the project’s  FAQ (go &lt;a href="http://henry.pha.jhu.edu/calendar" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and scroll down) is “Well, I still say you are going to fail.” To which Henry responds:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Oh yes? I vividly remember phoning my elderly mother, in  my native Canada, some years before she died: and with astonishment  hearing her quite casually say, “it was very hot today, 30 degrees.”  What this shows is that a nice conservative old lady was able to totally  adapt to an alien idea, the Celsius temperature scale. We are all  adaptable! … It CAN be done, folks, and the decision is YOURS, not mine.  Each of you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Come to think of it, maybe our collective acceptance of the Celsius scale is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; the precise point to stress. That quibble aside, are you onboard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-1745367940007625549?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/1745367940007625549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/calendar-revolution-begins-in-three.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/1745367940007625549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/1745367940007625549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/calendar-revolution-begins-in-three.html' title='The Calendar Revolution Begins in Three Days'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-8737814264547382581</id><published>2011-12-28T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T06:51:41.511-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moose in electric wires'/><title type='text'>Moose Up a Pole !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Pogo Moose                                  Incident - Bracebridge,                                  Canada                                  - 1 hr.45min. &lt;br /&gt;North of Toronto. They                                  were laying new power cables which were strung on the ground for miles. The moose are rutting right now                                  and very agitated. He was thrashing around and                                  got his antlers stuck in the cables.                                  When the men (miles away) began pulling the                                  lines up with their big equipment, the                                  moose went up with them. They noticed                                  excess tension in the lines and went searching for the problem. He was still alive when they lowered him to                                  the ground. He was a huge 60 inch bull and                                  slightly teed off! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m4dMRIeOJTA/Tvsr4R8_26I/AAAAAAAACkM/qztaSAHRFhs/s1600/moose.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m4dMRIeOJTA/Tvsr4R8_26I/AAAAAAAACkM/qztaSAHRFhs/s1600/moose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-8737814264547382581?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/8737814264547382581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/moose-up-pole.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/8737814264547382581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/8737814264547382581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/moose-up-pole.html' title='Moose Up a Pole !!!'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m4dMRIeOJTA/Tvsr4R8_26I/AAAAAAAACkM/qztaSAHRFhs/s72-c/moose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-4077031157989461310</id><published>2011-12-27T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T07:17:54.502-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computers Sometimes Crash'/><title type='text'>Why Computers Sometimes Crash! by Dr. Seuss.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If a packet hits a pocket on a socket on a port, &lt;br /&gt;and the bus is interrupted at a very last resort, &lt;br /&gt;and the access of the memory makes your floppy disk abort, &lt;br /&gt;then the socket packet pocket has an error to report.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If your cursor finds a menu item followed by a dash, &lt;br /&gt;and the double-clicking icon puts your window in the trash, &lt;br /&gt;and your data is corrupted cause the index doesn't hash, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;then your situation's hopeless and your system's gonna crash!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If the label on the cable on the table at your house, &lt;br /&gt;says the network is connected to the button on your mouse, &lt;br /&gt;but your packets want to tunnel to another protocol, &lt;br /&gt;that's repeatedly rejected by the printer down the hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And your screen is all distorted by the side effects of gauss,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;so your icons in the window are as wavy as a souse; &lt;br /&gt;then you may as well reboot and go out with a bang, &lt;br /&gt;'cuz sure as I'm a poet, the sucker's gonna hang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When the copy on your floppy's getting sloppy in the disk, &lt;br /&gt;and the macro code instructions is causing unnecessary risk, &lt;br /&gt;then you'll have to flash the memory&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and you'll want to RAM your ROM, &lt;br /&gt;and then quickly turn off the computer and be sure to tell your Mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-4077031157989461310?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/4077031157989461310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/why-computers-sometimes-crash-by-dr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/4077031157989461310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/4077031157989461310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/why-computers-sometimes-crash-by-dr.html' title='Why Computers Sometimes Crash! by Dr. Seuss.'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-6528050740841644599</id><published>2011-12-26T09:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T09:32:47.444-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merry Cat'/><title type='text'>Merry Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ApOZJite-4c/Tvivm-bcu1I/AAAAAAAACkA/6hT8jhQ3QDw/s1600/merry-cat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ApOZJite-4c/Tvivm-bcu1I/AAAAAAAACkA/6hT8jhQ3QDw/s400/merry-cat.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-6528050740841644599?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/6528050740841644599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-cat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/6528050740841644599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/6528050740841644599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-cat.html' title='Merry Cat'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ApOZJite-4c/Tvivm-bcu1I/AAAAAAAACkA/6hT8jhQ3QDw/s72-c/merry-cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-4759324868570784303</id><published>2011-12-26T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T08:48:44.115-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE SEED'/><title type='text'>THE SEED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;An emperor in the Far East was growing old and knew it was time to choose his successor. Instead of choosing one of his assistants or his children, he decided to do something different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;He called young people in the kingdom together one day. He said, "It is time for me to step down and choose the next emperor. I have decided to choose one of you. "The children were shocked, but the emperor continued. "I am going to give each one of you a seed today - one very special seed. I want you to plant the seed, water it, and come back here one year from today with what you have grown from this one seed. I will then judge the plants that you bring, and the one I choose will be the next emperor." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;One boy, named Ling, was there that day and he, like the others, received a seed. He went home and excitedly, told his mother the story. She helped him get a pot and planting soil, and he planted the seed and watered it, carefully. Everyday, he would water it and watch to see if it had grown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;After about three weeks, some of the other youths began to talk about their seeds and the plants that were beginning to grow. Ling kept checking his seed, but nothing ever grew. Three weeks, four weeks, five weeks went by. Still nothing. By now, others were talking about their plants, but Ling didn't have a plant and he felt like a failure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Six months went by--still nothing in Ling's pot. He just knew he had killed his seed. Everyone else had trees and tall plants, but he had nothing. Ling didn't say anything to his friends, however. He just kept waiting for his seed to grow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;A year finally went by and all the youths of the kingdom brought their plants to the emperor for inspection. Ling told his mother that he wasn't going to take an empty pot. But his mother asked him to be honest about what happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ling felt sick at his stomach, but he knew his mother was right. He took his empty pot to the palace. When Ling arrived, he was amazed at the variety of plants grown by the other youths. They were beautiful--in all shapes and sizes. Ling put his empty pot on the floor and many of the other children laughed at him. A few felt sorry for him and just said, "Hey, nice try." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;When the emperor arrived, he surveyed the room and greeted the young people. Ling just tried to hide in the back. "My, what great plants, trees, and flowers you have grown," said the emperor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Today one of you will be appointed the next emperor." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;All of a sudden, the emperor spotted Ling at the back of the room with his empty pot. He ordered his guards to bring him to the front. Ling was terrified. He thought, "The emperor knows I'm a failure! Maybe he will have me killed!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;When Ling got to the front, the Emperor asked his name. "My name is Ling," he replied. All the kids were laughing and making fun of him. The emperor asked everyone to quiet down. He looked at Ling, and then announced to the crowd, "Behold your new emperor! His name is Ling!" Ling couldn't believe it. Ling couldn't even grow his seed. How could he be the new emperor? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then the emperor said, "One year ago today, I gave everyone here a seed. I told you to take the seed, plant it, water it, and bring it back to me today. But I gave you all boiled seeds that would not grow. All of you, except Ling, have brought me trees and plants and flowers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;When you found that the seed would not grow, you substituted another seed for the one I gave you. Ling was the only one with the courage and honesty to bring me a pot with my seed in it. Therefore, he is the one who will be the new emperor!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you plant honesty, you will reap trust.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you plant goodness, you will reap friends.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you plant humility, you will reap greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you plant perseverance, you will reap victory.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you plant consideration, you will reap harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you plant hard work, you will reap success.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you plant forgiveness, you will reap reconciliation.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you plant faith, you will reap miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;So let us be careful about what we plant now; it will determine what we will reap tomorrow. The seeds we now scatter will make life worse or better for us or for the ones who will come after us. Someday we will enjoy the fruits or will pay for the choices we make.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-4759324868570784303?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/4759324868570784303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/seed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/4759324868570784303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/4759324868570784303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/seed.html' title='THE SEED'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-7591846446351449711</id><published>2011-12-25T06:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T06:40:31.705-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2011 -- Birth of a New Tradition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessings'/><title type='text'>Christmas Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O-JaEdnLyH0/TutUg1pMWcI/AAAAAAAACjY/x_9NWgAkOQg/s1600/Christmas-Blessings.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O-JaEdnLyH0/TutUg1pMWcI/AAAAAAAACjY/x_9NWgAkOQg/s1600/Christmas-Blessings.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-7591846446351449711?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/7591846446351449711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-blessings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/7591846446351449711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/7591846446351449711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-blessings.html' title='Christmas Blessings'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O-JaEdnLyH0/TutUg1pMWcI/AAAAAAAACjY/x_9NWgAkOQg/s72-c/Christmas-Blessings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-3375162741042023406</id><published>2011-12-25T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T06:40:13.680-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merry Christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is  Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the  babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger. And suddenly there  was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and  saying, Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will  toward men.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?version=KJV&amp;amp;search=Luke%202:11-14" title="Luke 2:11-14"&gt;Luke 2:11-14&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/versions/index.php?action=getVersionInfo&amp;amp;vid=9" title="King James Version"&gt;KJV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-3375162741042023406?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/3375162741042023406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/3375162741042023406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/3375162741042023406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas_25.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-6188332787123629599</id><published>2011-12-24T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T06:59:33.833-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Soldier&apos;s Christmas Poem'/><title type='text'>The Soldier's Christmas Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 5.0pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 5.0pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 5.0pt;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;T'WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;HE LIVED ALL ALONE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 5.0pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 5.0pt;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND TO SEE JUST WHO,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;IN THIS HOME, DID LIVE.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I LOOKED ALL ABOUT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOT EVEN A TREE.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;NO STOCKING BY MANTLE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OF FAR DISTANT LANDS.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;WITH MEDALS AND BADGES,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AWARDS OF ALL KINDS,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A SOBER THOUGHT,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAME THROUGH MY MIND..&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;IT WAS DARK AND DREARY,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SILENT, ALONE,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;WAS THIS THE HERO, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;OF WHOM I'D JUST READ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;CURLED UP ON A PONCHO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE FLOOR FOR A BED?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I REALISED THE FAMILIES,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;SOON ROUND THE WORLD,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I COULDN'T HELP WONDER,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOW MANY LAY ALONE,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;THE VERY THOUGHT BROUGHT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A TEAR TO MY EYE,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I DROPPED TO MY KNEES,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND STARTED TO CRY.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;THE SOLDIER AWAKENED,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"SANTA DON'T CRY,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I DON'T ASK FOR MORE,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MY LIFE IS MY GOD,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MY COUNTRY, MY CORPS.."&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I COULDN'T CONTROL IT,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I CONTINUED TO WEEP.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SO SILENT AND STILL,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND WE BOTH SHIVERED,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FROM THE COLD NIGHT'S CHILL.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I DID NOT WANT TO LEAVE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SO WILLING TO FIGHT.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHISPERED, "CARRY ON SANTA,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;IT'S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE."&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND, &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; AND TO ALL A GOOD &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;NIGHT."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-6188332787123629599?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/6188332787123629599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/soldiers-christmas-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/6188332787123629599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/6188332787123629599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/soldiers-christmas-poem.html' title='The Soldier&apos;s Christmas Poem'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-1292413558963981228</id><published>2011-12-23T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T06:20:35.473-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merry Christmas'/><title type='text'>To all my friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; font: small helvetica; letter-spacing: normal; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 20.5pt;"&gt;To All My Democrat Friends:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16.5pt;"&gt;Please accept with no obligation,  implied or implicit, my best wishes for an environmentally conscious,  socially responsible, low-stress, non-addictive, gender-neutral  celebration of the winter solstice holiday, practiced within the most  enjoyable traditions of the religious persuasion of your choice, or  secular practices of your choice, with respect for the religious/secular  persuasion and/or traditions of others, or their choice not to practice  religious or secular traditions at all. I also wish you a fiscally  successful, personally fulfilling and medically uncomplicated  recognition of the onset of the generally accepted calendar year 2012,  but not without due respect for the calendars of choice of other  cultures whose contributions to society have helped make America great.  Not to imply that America is necessarily greater than any other country  nor the only America in the Western Hemisphere. Also, this wish is  made without regard to the race, creed, color, age, physical ability,  religious faith or sexual preference of the wishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 27pt;"&gt;To My Republican Friends:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt; and a&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; Happy New Year&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-1292413558963981228?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/1292413558963981228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-all-my-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/1292413558963981228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/1292413558963981228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-all-my-friends.html' title='To all my friends...'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-2459416690752944619</id><published>2011-12-22T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T07:56:13.367-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Shopping'/><title type='text'>Christmas Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;A  married couple had been out shopping at the mall for most of the  afternoon, suddenly, the wife realized that her husband had  "disappeared".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The somewhat irate spouse called her mate’s cell phone and demanded:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Where the hell are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband:  Darling you remember that Jewelry shop where you saw the Diamond  Necklace and totally fell in love with it and I didn't have money that  time and said Baby it'll be yours one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="color: #1f497d; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Wife, with a smile blushing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="color: #1f497d; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;… Yes, I remember that my Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="color: #1f497d; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="color: #1f497d; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Husband: Well, I'm in the Bar next to that shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-2459416690752944619?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/2459416690752944619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/2459416690752944619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/2459416690752944619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-shopping.html' title='Christmas Shopping'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-1409796960555803691</id><published>2011-12-21T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T07:17:05.158-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merry Christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: medium;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;    I will be making a conscious effort to wish everyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: medium;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;     A Merry Christmas this year&amp;nbsp;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: medium;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;    My way of saying that I am celebrating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;     &lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Papyrus; font-size: large;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Papyrus; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;    The birth Of Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial Black; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Black&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: medium;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;    So I am asking my email buddies, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: medium;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;    If you agree with me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: medium;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;    To please do the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;    &lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Papyrus; font-size: large;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Papyrus; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;    And if you'll pass this on to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial Black; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Black&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: medium;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;     your email buddies, and so on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: medium;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;    Maybe we can prevent one more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: medium;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;     American tradition from being lost in the sea of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;        &lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: medium;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;    "Political Correctness".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b2_39E1JViY/TvF0cm2UoBI/AAAAAAAACj0/9WtudbNMbP0/s1600/Christmas-Card.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b2_39E1JViY/TvF0cm2UoBI/AAAAAAAACj0/9WtudbNMbP0/s400/Christmas-Card.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-1409796960555803691?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/1409796960555803691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/1409796960555803691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/1409796960555803691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b2_39E1JViY/TvF0cm2UoBI/AAAAAAAACj0/9WtudbNMbP0/s72-c/Christmas-Card.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-854086731521482696</id><published>2011-12-20T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T08:33:18.710-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking and driving'/><title type='text'>Caution about drinking and driving this Christmas Season!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times; font-size: medium;"&gt;    I     would like to share an experience with you all, about drinking and     driving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times; font-size: medium;"&gt;    As you     well know, some of us have been known to have had brushes with the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times; font-size: medium;"&gt;        authorities on our way home from the odd social session over the     years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times; font-size: medium;"&gt;        A couple of nights ago, I was out for a few drinks with some     friends&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times; font-size: medium;"&gt;        and had a few too many beers and some rather nice claret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times; font-size: medium;"&gt;        Knowing full well I may have been slightly over the limit, &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times; font-size: medium;"&gt;           I did     something I've never done&amp;nbsp;before - I took a bus home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times; font-size: medium;"&gt;    I     arrived home safely and without incident, which was a real surprise,     &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times; font-size: medium;"&gt;    as I have&amp;nbsp;never     driven a bus before and am not sure where I got this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ufolFz25jW4/TvC4q_nwIYI/AAAAAAAACjs/RR40AY3T5Ac/s1600/bus-driver.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ufolFz25jW4/TvC4q_nwIYI/AAAAAAAACjs/RR40AY3T5Ac/s400/bus-driver.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-854086731521482696?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/854086731521482696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/caution-about-drinking-and-driving-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/854086731521482696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/854086731521482696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/caution-about-drinking-and-driving-this.html' title='Caution about drinking and driving this Christmas Season!'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ufolFz25jW4/TvC4q_nwIYI/AAAAAAAACjs/RR40AY3T5Ac/s72-c/bus-driver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-8660274242245183064</id><published>2011-12-19T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T09:36:15.716-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wise men'/><title type='text'>Wise Men Needed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lAYZienxBxU/Tu91s_--zdI/AAAAAAAACjk/xjjrMOVN5z8/s1600/max-star.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lAYZienxBxU/Tu91s_--zdI/AAAAAAAACjk/xjjrMOVN5z8/s640/max-star.jpg" width="504" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-8660274242245183064?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/8660274242245183064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/wise-men-needed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/8660274242245183064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/8660274242245183064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/wise-men-needed.html' title='Wise Men Needed!'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lAYZienxBxU/Tu91s_--zdI/AAAAAAAACjk/xjjrMOVN5z8/s72-c/max-star.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-1603236303737518173</id><published>2011-12-19T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T06:56:25.219-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IF. Kipling'/><title type='text'>'IF' by rudyard kipling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you can keep your head when all about you&lt;br /&gt;Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;&lt;br /&gt;If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;But make allowance for their doubting too:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,&lt;br /&gt;Or being hated don’t give way to hating,&lt;br /&gt;And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;&lt;br /&gt;If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim,&lt;br /&gt;If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster&lt;br /&gt;And treat those two impostors just the same:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken&lt;br /&gt;Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,&lt;br /&gt;Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,&lt;br /&gt;And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you can make one heap of all your winnings&lt;br /&gt;And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,&lt;br /&gt;And lose, and start again at your beginnings&lt;br /&gt;And never breathe a word about your loss:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew&lt;br /&gt;To serve your turn long after they are gone,&lt;br /&gt;And so hold on when there is nothing in you&lt;br /&gt;Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,&lt;br /&gt;Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,&lt;br /&gt;If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,&lt;br /&gt;If all men count with you, but none too much:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can fill the unforgiving minute&lt;br /&gt;With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,&lt;br /&gt;Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,&lt;br /&gt;And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-1603236303737518173?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/1603236303737518173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/if-by-rudyard-kipling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/1603236303737518173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/1603236303737518173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/if-by-rudyard-kipling.html' title='&apos;IF&apos; by rudyard kipling'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-1082647969419964452</id><published>2011-12-18T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T06:22:03.734-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Wonder of Christmas'/><title type='text'>The Wonder of Christmas - Celebrating the Birth of a Savior and King!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There is no doubt that the Christmas story is filled with wonder and awe. It fills young and old with delight that is even more enjoyable and amazing because it is all true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Shepherds, at the bottom of the social fabric of that time, were entertained and blessed by a choir of angels that filled the night with glory and hope. Mysterious wise men from the East followed a star that brought them to a manger in Bethlehem, where they presented gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Then there is the centerpiece of the story; a young couple, probably still teenagers, who were uniquely chosen to bring the Christ-child into the world. They faced a challenge of faith and courage that was undergirded by angelic visitations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mary, the young virgin maiden, was with child without ever knowing a man and before marriage; an outward looking scandal by any stretch of the imagination. Then there was Joseph, who had to endure the gossip and “whispering” of a community who knew nothing of the angelic announcement heralding the birth of Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;More sinister still was the plot to kill the child and, by so doing, frustrate the will and purpose of God for world redemption. The Christmas story is truly beautiful, amazing and thought provoking. For Christians, it teaches us:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. That Christmas is worth celebrating since all of Heaven did so and gave beautiful voice to the wondrous events that were unfolding in Bethlehem. The Synoptic Gospels of Matthew, Mark and Luke all devote lengthy passages to this story of wonder and great joy. We should do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2. That Christmas is the hope of the world. God became man and did so to save us from our sins and give us a new beginning. The message is ever the same; peace and goodwill to all the world. That is, a peace and goodwill which has to be appropriated individually by repentance and faith in the finished work of the Son of God on the cross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3. That Christmas has a unique message in the gifts delivered to the Christ-child by the Kings from the East. Gold was a tribute to his identity. He is King of the Jews and the King of Kings of all the world. Frankincense meant his life would be pleasing to God and sinless. And myrrh foreshadowed that he would die for the world and atone for its sins. This is because myrrh was a burial ointment that was used to prepare the body for its final resting place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;4. That Christmas reminds us of a conflict that ever rages over the souls of men. Dark forces were at work on that beautiful, awe inspiring night. They sought to destroy the babe born to Mary and Joseph and thus they ultimately sought the destruction of all of humankind. This battle continues!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We would do well then to gather our families around a beautiful meal on Christmas eve and carefully read this wonderful narrative from the Gospels. Prayers of thanksgiving and joy should ascend to Heaven and sweet carols of years gone by should bathe our souls in the wondrous love of God. We would do well to visit the House of God on Christmas morning and there, together with all the family of God, give thanks for the gift of all gifts that became ours on Christmas Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Rev. Malcolm Hedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Malcolm Hedding is Vice Chairman of the Intenational Christian Embassy Jerusalem and former Executive Director&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-1082647969419964452?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/1082647969419964452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/wonder-of-christmas-celebrating-birth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/1082647969419964452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/1082647969419964452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/wonder-of-christmas-celebrating-birth.html' title='The Wonder of Christmas - Celebrating the Birth of a Savior and King!'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-706144566920607340</id><published>2011-12-17T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T06:06:17.633-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='father to father'/><title type='text'>Father to Father</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;This isn’t the way I planned it, God. Not at all. My child being born  in a stable? This isn’t the way I thought it would be. A cave with sheep  and donkeys, hay and straw? My wife giving birth with only the stars to  hear her pain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;This isn’t at all what I imagined. No, I imagined family. I imagined  grandmothers. I imagined neighbors clustered outside the door and  friends standing at my side. I imagined the house erupting with the  first cry of the infant. Slaps on the back. Loud laughter. Jubilation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;That’s how I thought it would be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;But now…Who will celebrate with us? The sheep? The shepherds?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;The stars?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;This doesn’t seem right. What kind of husband am I? I provide no  midwife to aid my wife. No bed to rest her back. Her pillow is a blanket  from my donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I miss something? Did I, God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;When you sent the angel and spoke of the son being born—this isn’t what  I pictured. I envisioned Jerusalem, the temple, the priests, and the  people gathered to watch. A pageant perhaps. A parade. A banquet at  least. I mean, this is the Messiah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Or, if not born in Jerusalem, how about Nazareth? Wouldn’t Nazareth  have been better? At least there I have my house and my business. Out  here, what do I have? A weary mule, a stack of firewood, and a pot of  warm water. This is not the way I wanted it to be!... Forgive me for  asking but … is this how God enters the world? The coming of the angel,  I’ve accepted. The questions people asked about the pregnancy, I can  tolerate. The trip to Bethlehem, fine. But why a birth in a stable, God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Any minute now Mary will give birth. Not to a child, but to the  Messiah. Not to an infant, but to God. That’s what the angel said.  That’s what Mary believes. And, God, my God, that’s what I want to  believe. But surely you can understand; it’s not easy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;It seems so … so …  so … bizarre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;I’m unaccustomed to such strangeness, God. I’m a carpenter. I make  things fit. I square off the edges. I follow the plumb line. I measure  twice before I cut once. Surprises are not the friend of a builder. I  like to know the plan. I like to see the plan before I begin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;But this time I’m not the builder, am I? This time I’m a tool. A hammer  in your grip. A nail between your fingers. A chisel in your hands. This  project is yours, not mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crosswalkmail.com/qfgpwhmfpnptmdfbtvqrjtyjmhtdsqqdngmjwwbwwgvfwpp_idvbcvhmmvbz.html" style="color: #23345f;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img align="right" alt="One Incredible Savior" border="0" height="108" hspace="5" src="http://maxlucado.net/Images/NewProdImages/GiftDevotional/OneIncredibleSavior/OneIncredibleSavior_S.jpg" width="114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I  guess it’s foolish of me to question you. Forgive my struggling. Trust  doesn’t come easy to me, God. But you never said it would be easy, did  you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;One final thing, Father. The angel you sent? Any chance you could send  another? If not an angel, maybe a person? I don’t know anyone around  here and some company would be nice. Maybe the innkeeper or a traveler?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Even a shepherd would do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3967198120168201990-706144566920607340?l=best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/feeds/706144566920607340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/father-to-father.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/706144566920607340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3967198120168201990/posts/default/706144566920607340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://best-of-stories-etc.blogspot.com/2011/12/father-to-father.html' title='Father to Father'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07115722425764643469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bZRh_AGsA/TlB5wWXGIJI/AAAAAAAACcA/pyIppxTB-DU/s220/workin.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967198120168201990.post-525193402547999008</id><published>2011-12-16T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T06:22:50.334-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Filling Station'/><title type='text'>The Filling Station</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;The old man sat in his gas station on a cold Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;He hadn't been anywhere in years since his wife had passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;He had no decorations, no tree, no lights.&amp;nbsp; It was just another&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;day to him.&amp;nbsp; He didn't hate Christmas, just couldn't find a&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;reason to celebrate.&amp;nbsp; There were no children in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;His wife had gone.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;He was sitting there looking at the snow that had been falling&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;for the last hour and wondering what it was all about when the&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;door opened and a homeless man stepped through.&amp;nbsp; Instead of&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;throwing the man out, George, Old George as he was known by&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;his customers, told the man to come and sit by the space&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;heater and warmup.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Thank you, but I don't mean to intrude," said the stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"I see you're busy.&amp;nbsp; I'll just go"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Not without something hot in your belly," George turned and&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;opened a wide mouth Thermos and handed it to the stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"It ain't much, but it's hot and tasty.&amp;nbsp; Stew.&amp;nbsp; Made it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;When you're done there's coffee and it's fresh."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just at that moment he heard the "ding" of the driveway bell.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Excuse me, be right back," George said.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;There in the driveway was an old 53 Chevy.&amp;nbsp; Steam was rolling&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;out of the front.&amp;nbsp; The driver was panicked.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Mister can you help me!" said the driver with a deep Spanish&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;accent.&amp;nbsp; "My wife is with child and my car is broken."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;George opened the hood.&amp;nbsp; It was bad.&amp;nbsp; The block looked cracked&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;from the cold; the car was dead.&amp;nbsp; "You ain't going in this&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;thing," George said as he turned away.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"But mister.&amp;nbsp; Please help...."The door of the office closed&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;behind George as he went in.&amp;nbsp; George went to the office wall&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and got the keys to his old truck, and went back outside.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;He walked around the building and opened the garage, started the&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;truck and drove it around to where the couple was waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Here, you can borrow my truck," he said.&amp;nbsp; "She ain't the best&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;thing you ever looked at, but she runs real good."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;George helped put the woman in the truck and watched as it&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;sped off into the night.&amp;nbsp; George turned and walked back inside&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;the office.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Glad I loaned em the truck.&amp;nbsp; Their tires were shot too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;That 'ol truck has brand new tires........" George thought he&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;was talking to the stranger, but th
