A Cold Winter

It was October and the Indians on a remote reservation asked their new Chief
if the coming winter was going to be cold or mild. Since he was a Chief in a
modern society he had never been taught the old secrets. When he looked at
the sky he couldn't tell what the winter was going to be like. Nevertheless,
to be on the safe side he told his tribe that the winter was indeed going to
be cold and that the members of the village should collect firewood to be
prepared.

But being a practical leader, after several days he got an idea. He went to the
phone booth, called the National Weather Service and asked, "Is the coming
winter going to be cold?"

"It looks like this winter is going to be quite cold" the meteorologist at the
weather service responded.

So the Chief went back to his people and told them to collect even more
firewood in order to be prepared.

A week later he called the National Weather Service again. "Does it still
look like it is going to be a very cold winter?"

"Yes," the man at National Weather Service again replied, "it's going to be a
very cold winter."

The Chief again went back to his people and ordered them to collect every
scrap of firewood they could find.

Two weeks later the Chief called the National Weather Service again. "Are
you absolutely sure that the winter is going to be very cold?"

"Absolutely," the man replied. "It's looking moreand more like it is going to
be one of the coldest winters ever."

"How can you be so sure?" the Chief asked.

The weatherman replied, "The Indians are collecting firewood like crazy!"

How Many of Me

HowManyOfMe.com

There are: 69 people with my name in the U.S.A. How many have your name?

Sidewalk Art

At some time someone had a solution
on our sidewalk that made this formation.
I noticed today that it looked like a cat.
I am much fonder of it now!

How things are

I get the question every now and then,"How is Butch doing?" Butch is doing great. He gets up before he really wants to most days but once up he is on the go all the live long day. Today he played golf this morning, cribbage this afternoon and pool tonight. He looks good...getting plenty of exercise. All is well at our house.

Austin the artist

Austin,grandson of Donn and Peggy, our Carson City Nevada friends is Artist of the Month. It looks like the honor is well deserved. Austin is 6 years old.

 

Test

My new camera

 

You gotta friend in me!

I have always loved this little green guy and was so happy to see him again. Click on the link and hit play.

Summary of my emails for the year;-)

Tongue in cheek!!


I must send my thanks to whoever sent me the one
about rat poop in the glue on envelopes because I now have to use a
wet towel with every envelope that needs sealing.

Also, now I have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same
reason.

I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl (Penny
Brown) who is about to die in the hospital for the 1,387,258th time.

I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive
the $15,000 that Bill Gates/Microsoft and AOL are sending me for
participating in their special e-mail program.

I no longer worry about my soul because I have
363,214 angels looking out for me, and St.
Theresa's novena has granted my every wish.

I no longer eat at KFC because their chickens are actually horrible
mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.

I no longer use cancer -causing deodorants even though I smell like a
water buffalo on a hot day.

Thanks to you, I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I
forward an e-mail to seven of my friends and make a wish within five
minutes.

Because of your concern I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can
remove toilet stains.

I no longer can buy gasoline without taking a man along to watch the
car so a serial killer won't crawl in my back seat when I'm pumping
gas.

I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr. Pepper since the people who make these
products are atheists who refuse to put "Under God" on their cans.

I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer.

And thanks for letting me know I can't boil a cup water in the
microwave anymore because it will blow up in my face...disfiguring me
for life.

I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be
pricked with a needle infected with AIDS.

I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a
perfume sample and rob me.

I no longer r receive packages from UPS or FedEx since they are
actually Al Qaeda in disguise.

I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support our
American troops or the Salvation Army.

I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a
number for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica,
Uganda, Singapore, and Uzbekistan.

I no longer have any sneakers -- but that will change once I receive
my free replacement pair from Nike.

I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have
their recipe.

Thanks to you, I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a big
brown African spider is lurking under the seat to cause me instant
death when it bites my butt.

Thank you too for all the endless advice Andy Rooney and Maxine has
given us. I can live a better life now because they've told us how to
fix everything.

And thanks to your great advice, I can't ever pick up the $5.00 I
found dropped in the parking lot because it probably was placed there
by a sex molester waiting underneath my car to grab my leg.

If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next
70 minutes, a large dove with diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00
PM this afternoon and the fleas from 12 camels will infest your back,
causing you to grow a hairy hump. I know this will occur because it
actually happened to a friend of my next door neighbor's
ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's beautician.

Have a wonderful day.

Sister Myrla's friend Tara goes all out for Christmas and this is one of her trees this year.

We went to the Weslaco Christmas Parade for the first time this year and we noticed something startling...NO TRACTORS!! It is hard to imagine a parade without tractors. They had many,many of the fancy low rider cars that do fancy footwork with hydraulics though. Different part of the country for sure.

Went to Mexico for panchos and margarita's. This handsome fellow was offering to carry drinks to the table.

Butch and his four dollar haircut. It is a day later and I am still shocked every time I look at him!

A stray kitten in the park gets fed frequently by some kind-hearted kitten lovers. (Not Us!) The other day while shuffling we saw this same kitten catch a big juicy mouse for itself.

A Handsome Palm on Peach Street

We are sufficiently decked out for Christmas

Butch has his eye on something....

...Could it be the dessert table??

Highlighted

Beautiful photo by an unknown photographer
  

Games they Play

Sister Myrla has two pets at her house and they spend their days "playing" with each other.
  

Feeding the Geese-submitted by Bill Brooker