The Summer looks out from her brazen tower,
Through the flashing bars of July.
My how time flies, here we are closing out June already. As you know I provide as a public service significant activities that we are expected to participate in each month. Unfortunately I often don’t provide the information early enough for everyone to be able take action as the month begins. So get out your pen and paper and build your list for July. I’ll start with a few of the activities that are unique to week one. It is:
- Be Nice to New Jersey Week – At least they put the more difficult tasks early in the month.
- Man Watchers’ Compliment Week – OK, I’ll watch but if I compliment you there will be no kissing on the lips.
- Nude Recreation Week – I have been asked by friends and neighbors to boycott this as they are afraid that if I participated it would lower property values.
- Compliment-Your-Mirror Day – Every time I try to do that the guy looking back at me is not all that good to look at.
- Disobedience Day – Please don’t give my wife advance notice of this one.
If that was not enough it is also:
- National Anti-Boredom Month – Got any ideas?
- National July Belongs to Blueberries Month and National Peach Month – I wonder what the peaches think knowing the month belongs to blueberries.
- National Purposeful Parenting Month – It is sad that the kids of parents who birthed them by accident will miss out, especially since there are so many.
I might as well be honest, I’ll do my best but I probably will miss participating in one or two these, it is nice to know that most of you won’t. If you to miss a few I’ll understand, however it will not be OK not to have fun this month. I warn you if I catch you moping around I will turn you in!
PS – For those of you who will participate in nude recreation week please send me a postcard and if it is from jail let me know what we can send you.
I don’t want to ever, ever do something in life that isn’t fun. Ever.
Jennifer Love Hewitt
Beware, these people are in the gene pool and reproducing! Real 911 Calls, believe it or not!!
Dispatcher: 9-1-1 What is your emergency? Caller: I heard what sounded like gunshots coming from the brown house on the corner. Dispatcher: Do you have an address? Caller: No, I’m wearing a blouse and slacks, why?
Dispatcher: 9-1-1 Fire or emergency? Caller: Fire, I guess. Dispatcher: How can I help you sir? Caller: I was wondering…..does the Fire Dept. put snow chains on their trucks? Dispatcher: Yes sir, do you have an emergency? Caller: Well, I’ve spent the last 4 hours trying to put these chains on my tires and… well, do you think the Fire Dept. could come over and help me? Dispatcher: Help you what? Caller: Help me get these chains on my car!
Dispatcher: 9-1-1 What is the nature of your emergency? Caller: I’m trying to reach nine eleven but my phone doesn’t have an eleven on it. Dispatcher: This is nine eleven. Caller: I thought you just said it was nine-one-one Dispatcher: Yes, ma’am nine-one-one and nine-eleven are the same thing. Caller: Honey, I may be old, but I’m not stupid.
Dispatcher: 9-1-1 What’s the nature of your emergency? Caller : My wife is pregnant and her contractions are only two minutes apart. Dispatcher: Is this her first child? Caller: No, you idiot! This is her husband!
And the winner is……….
Dispatcher: 9-1-1 Caller: Yeah, I’m having trouble breathing. I’m all out of breath. Darn.. I think I’m going to pass out. Dispatcher: Sir, where are you calling from? Caller: I’m at a pay phone. North and Foster. Damn…… Dispatcher: Sir, an ambulance is on the way. Are you an asthmatic? Caller: No. Dispatcher: What were you doing before you started having trouble breathing? Caller: Running from the Police.
Remember this–that very little is needed to make a happy life.
Marcus Aurelius Antoninus
When I picked up my Ford Escort at the service station after some minor repairs, I paid by check as usual. A couple of weeks later I came home from work to find my wife quite upset. She gave me the silent treatment until I figured out why she was so angry. She had noticed the canceled check, and on the memo line I had written "Escort Service."
The company I worked for always had problems with interoffice communications. For instance, last week the Personnel Department sent around a memo on sexual harassment Three people initialed it and six people signed up for it.
A best friend is like a four leaf clover…. hard to find, and lucky to have.
The Washington Post recently had a contest wherein participants were asked to tell the younger generation how much harder they had it "in the old days." Winners, runners-up, and honorable mentions are listed below.
In my day, we couldn’t afford shoes, so we went barefoot. In winter, we had to wrap our feet with barbed wire for traction.
In my day, we didn’t have MTV or in-line skates, or any of that stuff. No, it was 45s and regular old metal-wheeled roller skates, and the 45s always skipped, so to get them to play right you’d weigh the needle down with something like quarters, which we never had because our allowances were way too small, so we’d use our skate keys instead and end up forgetting they were taped to the record player arm so that we couldn’t adjust our skates, which didn’t really matter because those crummy metal wheels would kill you if you hit a pebble anyway, and in those days roads had real pebbles on them, not like today.
And the winner:
In my day, we didn’t have rocks. We had to go down to the creek and wash our clothes by beating them with our heads.
- In my day, we didn’t have fancy health-food restaurants. Every day we ate lots of easily recognizable animal parts, along with potatoes.
- In my day, we didn’t have hand-held calculators. We had to do addition on our fingers. To subtract, we had to have some fingers amputated.
- In my day, we didn’t get that disembodied, slightly ticked-off voice saying ‘Doors closing.’ We got on the train, the doors closed, and if your hand was sticking out, it scraped along the tunnel all the way to the next station and it was a bloody stump at the end. But the base fare was only a dollar.
- In my day, we didn’t have water. We had to smash together our own hydrogen and oxygen atoms.
- Kids today think the world revolves around them. In my day, the sun revolved around the world, and the world was perched on the back of a giant tortoise.
- Back in my day, ’60 Minutes’ wasn’t just a bunch of gray-haired, liberal 80-year-old guys. It was a bunch of gray-haired, liberal 60-year-old guys.
- In my day, we didn’t have virtual reality. If a one-eyed razorback barbarian warrior was chasing you with an ax, you just had to hope you could outrun him.
- Back in my day, they hadn’t invented electricity. We had to watch television by candlelight.
Use what talent you possess:
The woods would be very silent if no birds sang except those that sang best.
Henry Van Dyke
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
Indianapolis, Indiana, USA
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The editor is somewhat senile.