Thursday, September 18, 2008

Good Morning.....So, is everybody okay dokey?...........................
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Got my breakfast.........................................................................




I'm outta here, in case he's hungry for cat.................................



I don't know, but this fish is........................................................




This guy wants to play, but he smells funny...............................



We like to play....Don't you?.........................................................



Yeh ! I like to play...Come swim with me....................................


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HOLD ON... (Pueblo Indian Prayer)


HOLD ON to what is good, even if it's a handful of earth.

HOLD ON to what you believe, Even if it's a tree that stands by itself.

HOLD ON to what you must do, Even if it's a long way from here.

HOLD ON to your life, Even if it's easier to let go.

HOLD ON to my hand, Even if I've gone away from you.

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After shopping for weeks, I finally found the car of my dreams.

It was only two years old and in beautiful condition.

The salesman asked if I would like to take it for a test drive.

We had traveled no more than two miles when the car broke down.

The salesman called for a tow truck.


When it arrived, we climbed into the front seat.

While the driver was hooking up the car, the salesman turned to me with a smile and said, "Well, now, what is it going to take to put you behind the wheel of that beauty today?"

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I had recently started my new job at an insurance company when I noticed something peculiar, six employees had daughters who worked there, too.

"That's incredible," I remarked.

My boss nodded.

"We ask a lot of our employees," he said, "including their first-borns."

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Dad is from the old school, where you keep your money under the mattress—only he kept his in the underwear drawer.

One day I bought my dad an unusual personal safe...a can of spray paint with a false bottom...so he could keep his money in the workshop.

Later I asked Mom if he was using it.


"Oh, yes," she replied, "he put his money in it the same day."

"No burglar would think to look on the work shelf!" I gloated.

"They won't have to," my mom replied.

"He keeps the paint can in his underwear drawer."

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While in the Army, I was briefly stationed in Holland.

One night, my roommate and I got some local currency (this was before the euro) and went out on the town.

That's when I found out he probably hadn't paid a lot of attention in geography class.

"Look at this," he said, angrily eying the money.

"They told us we were in Holland but this money says Netherlands."



Never tell a woman you're unworthy of her love.... She knows.





1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Good morning Gus, another great read. I'm off on 'walkabout tonight so can't read your blog for a while but have lots to look forward to when I return Rae X