Ray’s Daily
February 25, 2020
If that is as bad as it gets, things are pretty good.
Ray Mitchell
I have a full day today so I am sending you a Daily from the past that meant a lot to me at the time.
Ray’s Daily first published on February 25, 2005
I got so distracted putting together yesterday’s daily that I did not tell you about my Wednesday. I had an early morning blood test appointment and as I usually do, I hung out my clothes for the next morning the night before, everything from socks and underwear to suit and shoes. All proceeded as normal, underwear on, check; shirt on, check; I then took the freshly cleaned suit off the hook and low and behold, no pants, not a good thing. I went to a back up dress program and started my day.
All went well, I was to meet a good friend for lunch at 12:15, I waited outside the restaurant (it was pretty cold) for about a half hour before I learned that my friend was home sick with the flu, she had e-mailed me earlier but the message was missent so I didn’t get it, that was not a good thing either.
Since I now had time on my hands, I went to a nearby restaurant to get one of my favorite sandwiches, only to learn they don’t make them anymore. As you can tell things were not moving well at all. Since they did not have what I wanted I decided to go to a super-store and see if I could purchase something that my wife wanted, of course they did not have it. As I was pulling out of the parking lot I collided with another car ($1,200 damage on my car, more on hers), that was a bad thing.
We exchanged insurance information and I started off to go to my friends Terry’s viewing at the funeral home, I took a wrong turn and was able to make a ten minute trip, a forty-five minute trip via a short cut that was probably 20 miles longer.
Later, on my way home from the body shop where I got my estimate, I decided to stop at a deli that serves good New York hot Pastrami sandwiches, the sandwich was great and so my day was not all that bad after all.
Fortunately yesterday was much better. The highlight of the day was the funeral celebration of my friend Terry’s life. I thought of that old adage, you can learn much about someone by the friends he has. As I looked around the chapel, I saw people from all over our nation in attendance, these are good people who shared Terry’s dedication to serving others. Terry is gone now but his memory will live forever.
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Few cases of eyestrain have been developed by looking on the bright side of things.
Author Unknown
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A young woman was having a physical examination and was very embarrassed because of a weight problem. As she removed her last bit of clothing, she blushed. “I’m so ashamed, Doctor,” she said, “I guess I let myself go.”
The physician was checking hers eyes and ears. “Don’t feel ashamed, Miss. You don’t look that bad.”
“Do you really think so, Doctor?” she asked.
The doctor held a tongue depressor in front of her face and said, “Of course. Now just open your mouth and say “Moo!”
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A waiter comes over to a table full of Jewish women and asks, “Is anything all right?”
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An optometrist was instructing a new employee on how to charge a customer.
“As you are fitting his glasses, if he asks how much they cost, you say ‘$75.’
If his eyes don’t flutter, say, ‘For the frames. The lenses will be $50.’
If his eyes still don’t flutter, you add ‘Each.'”
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“Jack, will you still love me when my hair is grey?” asks Rachel.
“Of course,” says Jack. “I’ve loved you through blonde, brunette, red and every other color. Why not grey?”
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Irving walked into a lawyer’s office and inquired about the lawyer’s rates.
“$150 for three questions,” replied the lawyer.
“Isn’t that awfully steep?” asked Morris.
“Yes,” the lawyer replied, “and what was your third question?”
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Courage does not always roar. Sometimes, it is the quietest voice at the end of the day saying, “I will try again tomorrow”.
Paulette Tuers
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An old nun who was living in a convent next to a Brooklyn construction site noticed the coarse language of the workers and decided to spend some time with them to correct their ways. She decided she would take her lunch sit with the workers and talk with them. She put her sandwich in a brown bag and walked over to the spot where the men were eating.
She walked up to the group and with a big smile said : . . . “Do you men know Jesus Christ?”
They shook their heads and looked at each other. One of the workers looked up into the steelwork and yelled “Anybody up there know Jesus Christ?”
One of the steelworkers asked why.
The worker yelled “His wife is here with his lunch”.
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Historians have found the first treaty the U.S. government ever signed with the Indians. It states that the Indians can keep their lands “for as long as the river runs clear, the buffalo roam, the grass grows tall and the mountains stand proud – or ninety days – whichever comes first.
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Life is a paradise for those who love many things with a passion.
Leo Buscaglia
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Men’s Rules
Anything we said six or eight months ago is inadmissible in an argument.
All comments become null and void after seven days.
If we say something that can be interpreted in two ways, and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other way.
Let us ogle. If we don’t look at other women how can we know how pretty you are?
You can either ask us to do something OR tell us how you want it done – not both.
Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during the commercials.
Christopher Columbus didn’t need directions and neither do we.
When we’re turning the wheel and the car is nosing onto the highway exit, your saying “This is our exit” is not necessary.
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Old Jacob Johnson, a raging hypochondriac, was convinced that the pain on his left side was appendicitis. Mrs Johnson explained that his appendix is on the right.
“So, aha! THAT’s why it hurts so much….” said Jacob.
“My appendix is on the wrong side!”
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Life is 10 percent what you make it and 90 percent how you take it.
Irving Berlin
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Ray Mitchell
Indianapolis, Indiana
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