“Contentment, and indeed usefulness, comes as the infallible result of great acceptances, great humilities—of not trying to make ourselves this or that, but of surrendering ourselves to the fullness of life—of letting life flow through us.”
I am running behind and have a full morning with my first meeting at 6 AM so I am afraid you will have read another Daily from yesteryear.
Ray’s Daily first published on July 16, 2003
15 years ago today I was at the U.S. Olympic Trials here in Indianapolis as Florence Griffith Joyner ran the 100 meters in 10.49 seconds, shattering Evelyn Ashford’s women’s world record of 10.76. Our cities hosting of the trials was another example of Indianapolis’ strong commitment to amateur athletics. Over the years the Pan American games, track and field championships, the NCAA basketball final four, championship swimming and diving meets, gymnastics, and other sporting events have helped us earn the reputation as the Amateur Sports Capital of the US.
It has not been our facilities, even though they are world class, that has brought so many athletes to our city, rather it has been the people of Central Indiana. It has been Hoosier hospitality that has made the difference. We have, probably the country’s finest cadre of volunteers, people who go out of their way to make every event, every convention, and every meeting held in Indianapolis a pleasant experience. As many of you know Kiwanis International just held our convention here a few weeks ago. All I heard from the attendees from around the world was how much they enjoyed their stay. It truly is a nice place to be, if you have not been here before, come visit us, you will be glad you did.
Friendship isn’t a big thing it’s a million little things.
An absent-minded husband thought he had conquered his problem of trying to remember his wife’s birthday and their anniversary. He opened an account with a florist, provided that florist with the dates and instructions to send flowers to his wife on these dates along with an appropriate note signed, “Your loving husband.”
His wife was thrilled by this new display of attention and all went well until one day, many bouquets later, when he came home, kissed his wife and said off-handledly, “Nice flowers, honey. Where’d you get them?”
I hate to have to go to the ER because the service is SO SLOW! I don’t mean to be nasty, but the last time I had to go, the person ahead of me had a musket wound!
A young couple got married and went away on their honeymoon. After two weeks they came back and finally put away all of the presents they had received from friends and family. Since this was a new home, the process took some time. The silver went into the closet, items were put on the walls for display and some of the more intimate apparel was put in the bedroom drawers.
A week later, they received in the mail two tickets for a popular show, for which tickets were impossible to get. They were very excited and warmed by the gesture of the person who sent this. Inside the envelope was a small piece of paper with a single line: “Guess who sent them!”
The pair had much fun trying to identify the donor, but failed in the effort. They went to the theatre, and had a wonderful time. On their return home late at night, still trying to guess the identity of the unknown host, they found the house stripped of every article of value. And on the bare table in the dining-room was a piece of paper on which was written in the same hand as the enclosure with the tickets: “Now you know!”
Remember, the lesser of two evils is still evil.
“Thank you for calling Adventures in Telephoning Unlimited.
“If you wish to leave a message for Bill, please press 1. If you wish to leave a message for Tony, please press 2. If it’s Marty you’re calling, please press 3.
“If none of these names make any sense to you, you’ve probably called the wrong number. In that case, please press 4 and leave a message for Nick, he’s feeling ignored.”
If aliens are smart enough to travel through space, why do they keep abducting the dumbest people on Earth?
Love is holding hands in the street
Marriage is holding arguments in the street
Love is dinner for 2 in your favorite restaurant
Marriage is Chinese take-out
Love is cuddling on a sofa
Marriage is deciding on a sofa
Love is talking about having children
Marriage is talking about getting away from children
Love is going to bed early
Marriage is going to sleep early
Love is a romantic drive
Marriage is a long, hot ride
Love is losing your appetite
Marriage is losing your figure
Love is sweet nothings in the ear
Marriage is sweet nothings in the bank
Love is a flickering flame
Marriage is a flickering television
Love is 1 drink and 2 straws
Marriage is “Don’t you think you’ve had enough?!”
“I’m at the age now where just putting my cigar in its holder is a thrill.”
The teacher asked her class what each wanted to become when they grew up. A chorus of responses came from all over the room.
“A football player,” “A doctor,” “An astronaut,” “The president,” “A fireman,” “A teacher,” “A race car driver.” Everyone that is, except Tommy. The teacher noticed he was sitting there quiet and still. So she said to him, “Tommy, what do you want to be when you grow up?”
“Possible” Tommy replied.
“Possible?” asked the teacher.
“Yes,” Tommy said. “My mom is always telling me I’m impossible. So when I get to be big, I want to be possible.”
“By the time a man realizes that maybe his father was right, he usually has a son who thinks he’s wrong.”
A woman was complaining to the neighbor that her husband always came home late, no matter how she tried to stop him. “Take my advice,” said the neighbor, “and do what I did. Once my husband came home at three o’clock in the morning, and from my bed, I called out : ‘Is that you, Jim?’ And that cured him.”
“Cured him!” asked the woman, “but how?”
The neighbor said, “You see, my husband’s name is Ted.”
“My father was an amazing man. The older I got, the smarter he got.”
“Try to keep your soul young and quivering right up to old age, and to imagine right up to the brink of death that life is only beginning. I think that is the only way to keep adding to one’s talent, and one’s inner happiness.”
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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