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'You want me to go into
that room with all those kids, correct their disruptive behavior,
observe them for signs of abuse, monitor their dress habits,
censor their T-shirt messages, and instill in them a love for
learning. 'You want me to
check their backpacks for weapons, wage war on drugs and sexually
transmitted diseases, and raise their sense of self esteem and
personal pride.
'You want me to teach them patriotism and good citizenship,
sportsmanship and fair play, and how to register to vote, balance a
checkbook, and apply for a job. You want me to check their heads for
lice, recognize signs of antisocial behavior, and make sure that
they all pass the state exams. 'You want me to
provide them with an equal education regardless of their handicaps,
and communicate regularly with their parents by letter, telephone,
newsletter, and report card. 'You want me to
do all this with a piece of chalk, a blackboard, a bulletin board, a
few books, a big smile, and a starting salary that qualifies me for
food stamps. You want me to do all this and then you tell
me.................
'I CAN'T PRAY?'
A new
supermarket opened. It has an automatic water mister to keep the
produce fresh. Just before it goes on you hear the sound of distant
thunder and the smell of fresh rain.
When you pass the milk cases you hear cows mooing and you experience
the scent of fresh mown hay.
In the meat department there is the aroma of charcoal grilled
steaks with onions.
When you approach the egg case you hear hens cluck and cackle, and
the air is filled with the pleasing aroma of bacon and eggs frying.
The bread department features the tantalizing smell of fresh baked
bread and cookies.
I don't buy toilet paper there anymore!!
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Three sisters, ages 92, 94 and 96, live in a house together. One night the
96-year-old draws a bath. She puts her foot in and pauses. She yells to the
other sisters, "Was I getting in or out of the bath?" The 94-year-old yells
back, "I don't know. I'll come up and see." She starts up the stairs and
pauses, "Was I going up the stairs or down?" The 92-year-old is sitting at
the kitchen table having tea listening to her sisters. She shakes her head
and says, "I sure hope I never get that forgetful, knock on wood." She then
yells, "I'll come up and help both of you as soon as I see who's at the
door."
Updated 10/07/2008
Ramblings by Cliff
Wow! looks like our economy is going to be bumpy for a while.
Experts seem to think it will take about five years for us to get things back to
normal. This may be like a hurricane, they are sort of natures pressure
valves. When things start to heat up too much the tropical storms get active.
When that happens hurricanes form. They cool things down until the seasons can
change and become fall. The world economical situation may be just about
the same thing, a check valve. Notice oil prices are starting to go down,
hasn't seemed to affected the gas pump that much though. When oil was $108 last
year gasoline was $3.119 this year $3.429.
Seems the blame is being placed primarily on the mortgage
loans. I am not so sure that it's the primary cause but rather the
proverbial straw. Lets look at the domino effect and see just where it all
begins.
Some people have mortgages and are considered high risk. That
is the beginning of the economic tropical storm. 10 years ago the
regulations for getting mortgages was loosened so lower economic, higher risk
families could have homes. This is great except they can not stand much of a
strain on their budget with out something giving. Food and clothing prices
went up. That caused some strain. Did the farmers benefit? No, they just
passed the cost from the higher price of transportation to the customers.
Then what caused transportation to go up? Oh, yes!
Gasoline and diesel - for the first time in history diesel surpassed gasoline in
price. Who uses Diesel? That's right 18 wheelers, our primary
product transportation - Oh!, what about the rail system? Yep! they use
diesel; haven't used coal in decades.
Now gasoline has already gone up and has put a strain on the
working folks as well as the major and minor transportationsystems. People
have to and from work. Car pooling helps as does public transportation. Not
every one has that option. Another strain on that delicate budget of the ones
struggling to keep their heads above water. Then there are those with
fixed incomes. Oh Boy!, costs go up but income slowly follows a year later, and
not as fast, too late to help during the crunch. Something has to give.
Many people just couldn't keep up with their mortgages,
especially those who opted for that lower interest rate, in the beginning, of
ballooning payments. Repos increased, Fanny Mae and Freddy Mack took a hit,
banks took a hit and look where we are now. When banks get in trouble investors
panic and whoops! there goes the stock market. Congress bails them out, with our
money, we take a hit, or will. The bail out will trickle down to the tax
payers and guess what less money in our pockets, again. Have you noticed
the trends over the past few years. Our economy has inversely followed the price
of oil. Now I wonder where the problem actually stems from?
These are my opinions and like brains, we most all have one,
some use them more than others; not always at the same time.
Still
want to keep up with everyone. Keep me informed of events, changes and news in
your life.
Girlie
Wisdom!
Women over 50 don't have babies
because they would put them down and forget where they left
them.
A friend of mine confused her Valium with her birth control
pills... she has 14 kids but doesn't really care.
One of life's mysteries is how a 2-pound box of chocolates
can make a woman gain 5 lbs.
My mind not only wanders, it sometimes leaves completely.
The best way to forget your troubles is to wear tight shoes.
The nice part about living in a small town is that when you
don't know what you are doing, someone else does.
The older you get, the tougher it is to lose weight because
by then, your body and your fat are really good friends.
Just when I was getting used to yesterday, along came today.
Sometimes I think I understand everything, and then I regain
consciousness.
I gave up jogging for my health when my thighs kept rubbing
together and setting fire to my knicker's.
Amazing! You hang something in your closet for a while and
it shrinks 2 sizes!
Skinny people irritate me! Especially when they say things
like...'You know sometimes I forget to eat!' .....Now I've
forgotten my address, my mother's maiden name and my keys,
but I have never forgotten to eat. You have to be a special
kind of stupid to forget to eat!
The trouble with some women is that they get all excited
about nothing and then they marry him.
I read this article that said the typical symptoms of stress
are eating too much, impulse buying, and driving too fast.
Are they kidding? That's my idea of a perfect day!
Computer
Problems
I was having trouble with my
computer. So I called Richard, the
11 year old next door whose bedroom
looks like Mission Control, and
asked him to come over.
Richard clicked a couple of buttons
and solved the problem.
As he was walking away, I called after him,
'So, what was wrong?
He replied, 'It was an ID ten T error.'
I didn't
want to appear stupid, but nonetheless inquired,
'An, ID ten T error? What's that? In case I
need to fix it again.'
Richard
grinned. 'Haven't you ever heard of an ID ten T
error before?''
No,' I replied.
'Write it down,' he said, 'and I think you'll
figure it out
