Sunday, March 17, 2013, 2:48:23 AM- Winter Getaway........
Celebrated my birthday last month up at a friend's cabin in S.W.
Michigan near Lake Michigan. Wonderful cool fresh country winter air.
Does body and soul good. Here a few pics of the small deserted lake we were on and of Lake Michigan. It was a perfect winter day.So quiet and peaceful.And ended with a few beers around the warmth of a fire by the lake.
Tuesday, December 25, 2012, 4:48:23 AM- Merry Christmas to all!
Tis the season, remember the reason. Smile and enjoy your family, friends and life. Forget your troubles, relax, think about your fav holiday memories and make some new ones.
Peace and love to all of you!
It's midnite and my stroker neighbor just got home, parked his car and set his alarm. The horn sounds twice - beep, beep.
All my cars do this silently, with a flash of the headlights
telling me, the alarm is set and the doors locked. Which is useless any way - a good thief will get your car no matter what.
But why the irritating noise? ( ya - beep,beep yur ass!)
"Aaaaah me and my mum used to go to Elvis movies together all the time. She told my dad I had begged her to take me. lol"
- Madame_Bovary
Monday, December 03, 2012, 10:40:07 PM- This may have been on here before ( maybe I even posted it! );)
THE BLONDE MORTICIAN
A man who'd just died is delivered to a local mortuary wearing
an expensive, expertly tailored black suit.
The female blonde mortician asks the deceased's wife how she
would like the body dressed. She points out that the man does look good
in the black suit he is already wearing.
The widow, however, says that she always thought her husband
looked his best in blue, and that she wants him in a blue suit. She
gives the Blonde mortician a blank check and says, 'I don't care what it
costs, but please have my husband in a blue suit for the viewing.'
The woman returns the next day for the wake. To her delight, she
finds her husband dressed in a gorgeous blue suit with a subtle chalk
stripe; the suit fits him perfectly...
She says to the mortician, 'Whatever this cost, I'm very
satisfied.. You did an excellent job and I'm very grateful. How much did
you spend?'
To her astonishment, the blonde mortician presents her with the
blank check.
'There's no charge,' she says.
'No, really, I must compensate you for the cost of that
exquisite blue suit!' she says.
'Honestly, ma'am,' the blonde says, 'it cost nothing. You see, a
deceased gentleman of about your husband's size was brought in shortly
after you left yesterday, and he was wearing an attractive blue suit. I
asked his wife if she minded him going to his grave wearing a black suit
instead, and she said it made no difference as long as he looked nice.'