February 25, 2007

Subject: The Clocks

A man died and went to heaven. As he stood in front of St. Peter at the Pearly Gates, he saw a huge wall of clocks behind him.

He asked, "What are all those clocks?"

St. Peter answered, "Those are Lie-Clocks. Everyone on Earth has a Lie-Clock.
Every time you lie the hands on your clock will move."

"Oh," said the man, "whose clock is that?"

"That's Mother Teresa's. The hands have never moved, indicating That she never told a lie."

"Incredible," said the man. "And whose clock is that one?"

St. Peter responded, "That's Abraham Lincoln's clock. The hands Have moved twice, telling us that Abe told only two lies in his entire Life."

"Where's Hillary Clinton's clock?" asked the man.

"Hillary's clock is in Jesus' office. He's using it as a ceiling fan."

H/T to da Catfish

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February 20, 2007

Cheers from Sunny Fla. 2

Another bright and cheery morning to ya'll from the land of sunshine and gators.

GuyK and his VERY Sweet Thing took BethA and I on a tour of some of the local sights yesterday, including the ruins of an old cane sugar mill that predated the Civil War; hopefully my photobucket will co-operate with me when I get home and I'll be able to post some pics of the tour tomorrow.

We stopped at a restaurant in Homosassa Springs and I had the chance to try alligator tail for the first time and let me tell you, that was an experience I'd like to repeat at the earliest opportunity, it was so good, it makes you want to slap your momma.

We went to a local tourist trap to get some relics of our trip for those left behind in the snow; I hope they like my choices.

We never did get an opportunity to wet a line, as Guy allowed that it was too cold and windy for any chance of success....I never thought of 57 degrees as cold, but he knows the fish here.

BethA and I are boarding on the friendly skies this afternoon and winging back to the snowbound environs of Indianapolis; it may be home, but I have to admit that the prospect of getting back in the cold is a bit daunting to me, only three days and my blood has already thinned LOL.

I need to go make sure the bags are packed with all our loot and stowed in Guy's red Ram for the trip to Tampa International; maybe there'll be time to wet a line enroute....or maybe see some interesting local sites that'll be blog-pic fodder. Ya'll come back, heah.

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February 19, 2007

Cheers From Sunny Florida


It's been too damned long since I had the muse hit me to post, and I apologize to ya'll, but being at TampaFest has gotten the juices going and the interest tweaked.

Beth A and I had quite an adventure just getting here, and there were several times that I had the feeling that the blog gods were angry with me for lack of posting and were putting the kibosh on trying to associate with those that were more consistent with their submissions on the blog altar.
Suffice it to say that they relented in the end and we finally arrived at the location where the Empire was strong in force.

I proceeded to try to make up for the last 6 months of sobriety in the shortest time possible and halfway succeeded in that goal.....at least I was far enough gone to inflict my voice in (attempted) song with LC Cheapshots' Karaoke program, much to the pain of everyone within a two mile radius. I was then informed of the pleasures of a midnight dip in the pool (self preservation of their eardrums perhaps?)followed by a very nice session in the hot tub with my best friend and Radical Redneck.

Due to the circumstances that delayed our initial flight to this delightful locale, BethA and I had to extend our visit by one day beyond the extent of the lease on the temporary Rottweiler headquarters and we were wondering where we would spend that extra time after the rest of the contingent had dispersed to their various outposts when GuyK and his Sweet Thing came to the rescue with an offer to put up at their domicile and the possibility of a little shrimp drowning session in Tampa Bay, weather permitting. BethA and I wanted to treat Guy and Penny to a good dinner, and he's right; Penny IS a cheap date, she wanted to go to Pizza Hut instead of anything fancy....great time to eat good Pizza in the company of good friends.

Well, I am informed it's time to try to drown some shrimp and try to outdo some tourist trap operators on the cost of their unique wares to get some souvenirs for those family members that we left pining away in the cold snows of Indiana. I'll try to put up something more a little later. As GuyK says "ya'll come back, heah?"

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