Friday, October 30, 2009

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Obama, The Cow, And The Ice Cream

From a teacher in the Nashville area
"We are worried about 'the cow' when it is all about the 'Ice Cream.' 
    The most eye-opening civics lesson I ever had was while teaching third grade this year...
The presidential election was heating up and some of the children showed an interest.
I decided we would have an election for a class president.
    We would choose our nominees.
They would make a campaign speech and the class would vote.
    To simplify the process, candidates were nominated by other class members.
We discussed what kinds of characteristics these students should have.
We got many nominations & from those Jamie & Olivia were picked to run for the top spot.
    The class had done a great job in their selections. Both candidates were good kids.
I thought Jamie might have an advantage because he got lots of parental support.
I had never seen Olivia's mother.
    The day arrived when they were to make their speeches.  
Jamie went first.
He had specific ideas about how to make our class a better place. He ended by promising to do his very best.
Everyone applauded and he sat down.
    Now is was Olivia's turn to speak.
    Her speech was concise.
She said, "If you will vote for me, I will give you ice cream."
She sat down.
The class went wild. "Yes! Yes!
We want ice cream."
    She surely would say more. She did not have to.
A discussion followed. How did she plan to pay for the ice cream?
She wasn't sure.
Would her parents buy it or would the class pay for it.
She didn't know.
The class really didn't care.
All they were thinking about was ice cream.
    Jamie was forgotten. Olivia won by a landslide.
    Every time Barack Obama opened his mouth he offered ice cream and
52 percent of the people reacted like nine year olds.
They want ice cream.
    The other 48 percent know
they're going to have to feed the cow and clean up the mess.
This is the ice cream Obama promised us!

Remember, the government cannot give anything to anyone --
that they have not first taken  from someone else. 

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

I thought I would try a little art work.
This will be "HIS" name here
from now on.

Sir ... Support your Troops !!!

Pictures Taken At Exactly The Wrong Time 2

And an answer to that age old question ...

Sunday, October 25, 2009


       Finally !   a  definition of globalization that  I  can understand

 and to which I now can relate:

     Question:  What  is the truest definition of Globalization?

       Answer:   Princess Diana's death.

       Question:   How come?

       Answer :   An English princess with an    
Egyptian boyfriend 
crashes in a French tunnel,     
driving a German  car
       with a Dutch engine,
driven by a Belgian
who was drunk on Scottish whisky,
(check the bottle before you 
change the spelling),
followed closely by Italian Paparazzi,
on Japanese motorcycles;
treated by an American doctor,
using Brazilian medicines.
This is sent to you by a Canadian,
using American Bill Gates's technology,
and you're probably reading this on your 
computer, that uses Taiwanese chips,
and a Korean monitor,
assembled by Bangladeshi workers
in a Singapore plant,
  transported by Indian truck drivers,
hijacked by Indonesians,
  unloaded by Sicilian longshoremen,
and trucked to you by Mexican illegals…
That, my friends,  is Globalization.

Saturday, October 24, 2009

A Blond Joke for Opie

The first blond guy joke?

The very first ever Blond GUY joke..... 
And well worth the wait!

An Irishman , a Mexican and a Blond Guy
were doing construction work on scaffolding
on the 20th floor of a building.

They were eating lunch and the Irishman said,
'Corned beef and cabbage!
If I get corned beef and cabbage one more time for lunch,
I'm going to jump off this building...'

The Mexican opened his lunch box and exclaimed, 
'Burritos again!
If I get burritos one more time, 
I'm going to jump off, too.'

The blond opened his lunch and said, ' Bologna again!
If I get a bologna sandwich one more time, 
I'm jumping too.'

The next day, the Irishman opened his lunch box, 
saw corned beef and cabbage,
and jumped to his death.

The Mexican opened his lunch, saw a burrito, 
and jumped, too.

The blond guy opened his lunch, saw the bologna
and jumped to his death as well.

At the funeral, the Irishman's wife was weeping..
She said, 'If I'd known how really tired 
he was of corned beef and cabbage,
I never would have given it to him again!'

The Mexican's wife also wept and said, 
'I could have given him tacos or enchiladas!
I didn't realize he hated burritos so much.'

(Oh this is GOOD Opie!!!)

Everyone turned and stared at the blond's wife. 
The blond's wife said,

'Don't look at me. The idiot makes his own lunch!'

Friday, October 23, 2009

Virus Alert

If your computer does this
when copying a file.. 

Microsoft Oops

then you know it's infected
with some kinda shit!