Good morning everyone...
Once again the cycle of life has turned to..SATURDAY! Everyone knows what that means (this time of year).
WE ARE...
MARSHALL
Even though THE HERD has had a rough start to the season I am still one of the faithful. I hope to see everyone at the game. THE HERD sure does need a win........
The past week has been just like the previous weeks. Days filled with work and some pretty strange questions. I never cease to be amazed by what people think, or even by what they think they deserve. I learn something new almost every day, There are so many Government programs available to just give away money. Especially to so many that have never contributed to society. Simply amazing.
This morning Jackie and I are sitting here with the windows open listening to the birds sing. Occasionally I can hear the washing machine, but everyone understands the mood, right? Alex Cat and Josie Cat are sitting in the window watching this bird sing. I wonder if this bird knows exactly how much these cats are dreaming about his death?
The date for the quick trip to Lake Erie has been set. Just so everyone will know the date is **/**/****. If you really want to know and are planning to not burglarize my home call me and I will tell you. I spoke with the charter people and there are still a few seats left. Gonna be a blast.
Here you go, Ginger...
A husband went to buy a birthday gift for his wife. Some friends had been invited over that night to celebrate her fortieth, and he wanted to get something special. At the store he spotted some cute little music boxes. One blue one was playing "Happy Birthday."
Thinking they were all the same, he chose a red one and had it gift-wrapped. Later, at dinner, he gave it to his wife and asked her to open it...
When she lifted the lid, out came the tune to "The Old Gray Mare, She Ain't What She Used to Be!"
Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Saturday Morning Reflection #55
Good morning everyone...
It is a coffee morning for sure. The air is crisp and cool. I like it. The past week I believe I met my goals. I strived for normalacy and I achieved it...at least as normal as I can ever be. I know that many of you reading this already had that run thru your minds. I simply said it first.
It is that time of year when I begin to think about a quick run to Lake Erie for Jumbo Perch fishing. I just wanna go. Nothing to far out...just a quick trip. Jackie and I have discussed this some and I think we are gonna give it a whirl. There are several bottles of wine (at The Garden) that will require my attention.
This morning the cats are in the mood to play chase. You can imagine two (2) adult cats running thru the house and trying to touch every piece of furniture as they go.
I am thinking I might have just one more cup of coffee before I start my day. I have several things that need to be done this weekend. None of them are very important. They just gotta be done. They also have to be done before 1900hrs. Everyone knows what happens then....Let's get this party started...
WE ARE...
MARSHALL!!!!!!
GO HERD
Here you go, Ginger...
A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales.
The teacher said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very small.
The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale.
Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human; it was physically impossible.
The little girl: said, "When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah".
The teacher: asked, " What if Jonah went to hell?"
The little girl: replied, "Then you ask him".
Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills
It is a coffee morning for sure. The air is crisp and cool. I like it. The past week I believe I met my goals. I strived for normalacy and I achieved it...at least as normal as I can ever be. I know that many of you reading this already had that run thru your minds. I simply said it first.
It is that time of year when I begin to think about a quick run to Lake Erie for Jumbo Perch fishing. I just wanna go. Nothing to far out...just a quick trip. Jackie and I have discussed this some and I think we are gonna give it a whirl. There are several bottles of wine (at The Garden) that will require my attention.
This morning the cats are in the mood to play chase. You can imagine two (2) adult cats running thru the house and trying to touch every piece of furniture as they go.
I am thinking I might have just one more cup of coffee before I start my day. I have several things that need to be done this weekend. None of them are very important. They just gotta be done. They also have to be done before 1900hrs. Everyone knows what happens then....Let's get this party started...
WE ARE...
MARSHALL!!!!!!
GO HERD
Here you go, Ginger...
A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales.
The teacher said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very small.
The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale.
Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human; it was physically impossible.
The little girl: said, "When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah".
The teacher: asked, " What if Jonah went to hell?"
The little girl: replied, "Then you ask him".
Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Saturday Morning Reflection #54
Good morning everyone...
I LOVE this crisp cool SATURDAY MORNING feeling. The weather seems to be getting just right. Just right for fishing. Perhaps a trip to Lake Erie...very soon. The fishing companies are fishing for Jumbo Perch out of Vermillion. That is some good eating. Almost as good as Crappie.
The past week of work has been filled with some of the strangest problems. I have been doing this job for a while now and have been amazed all week long. I am looking forward to the end of this FULL MOON CYCLE. Maybe the "strange" will go away.
The Reds are deep in the playoff run and looking good. We haven't seen that in a while. Maybe this is the year they go all the way.
Before I close this out I have got to mention the cat races. I am exhausted just watching the two of them chase each other. I believe if I had that much energy I would explode.
Here you go, Ginger...
Tom was in his usual place in the morning sitting at the table, reading the paper after breakfast. He came across an article about a beautiful actress that was about to marry a football player who was known primarily for his lack of IQ and common knowledge.
He turned to his wife Linda, with a look of question on his face.
"I'll never understand why the biggest shmucks get the most attractive wives."
His wife replies, "Why, thank you, dear!"
Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills
I LOVE this crisp cool SATURDAY MORNING feeling. The weather seems to be getting just right. Just right for fishing. Perhaps a trip to Lake Erie...very soon. The fishing companies are fishing for Jumbo Perch out of Vermillion. That is some good eating. Almost as good as Crappie.
The past week of work has been filled with some of the strangest problems. I have been doing this job for a while now and have been amazed all week long. I am looking forward to the end of this FULL MOON CYCLE. Maybe the "strange" will go away.
The Reds are deep in the playoff run and looking good. We haven't seen that in a while. Maybe this is the year they go all the way.
Before I close this out I have got to mention the cat races. I am exhausted just watching the two of them chase each other. I believe if I had that much energy I would explode.
Here you go, Ginger...
Tom was in his usual place in the morning sitting at the table, reading the paper after breakfast. He came across an article about a beautiful actress that was about to marry a football player who was known primarily for his lack of IQ and common knowledge.
He turned to his wife Linda, with a look of question on his face.
"I'll never understand why the biggest shmucks get the most attractive wives."
His wife replies, "Why, thank you, dear!"
Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Saturday Morning Reflection #53
Good Morning Everyone...
The past week there have been a few interesting items. I finally received my letter from HRMS giving me the figures to "buy back" my FERS time. I guess I should mention the fact that I resigned from the Government for about 4 years and then returned in 2004. This will be the only time(maybe) you will hear me say anything nice about President Obama. He did sign a bill allowing returning federal workers to buyback any FERS time they had received refunds for. This will greatly enhance my retirement.
Weekend plans are still up in the air. Nothing is really happening and no plans have been made. I am sure something will come up.
I am looking forward to sitting on the back porch tonight and enjoying a glass of wine. I might even open a nice bottle rather than drinking from the box in the fridge. Kinda depends on the mood.
Jackie and I are off thru Monday. I might try to convince her that we should go for a drive over thru the WV mountains. Might just be fun.
I suppose I should mention THE HERD. I am not sure that the team we saw was a fair representation of the team we will see in Conference USA. The competition we faced in the opener far outshines anything we will face in our conference. Lets keep in mind that Doc Holliday is one of the best recruiters in the nation. Perhaps he can lead us to the top of Conference USA and perhaps even into a membership in a BCS conference. Lets all support THE HERD and let "DOC" work his bag of tricks.
WE ARE.........
Last item of the day....everyone that knows Jackie should ask her about the basement door.
Here you go, Ginger...
One Sunday morning, the pastor noticed Little Johnny was staring up at the large plaque that hung in the foyer of the church. The seven-year- old had been staring at the plaque for some time, so the pastor walked up, stood beside the boy, and said quietly, "Good morning, son."
"Good morning pastor" replied the young man, focused on the plaque.
"Sir, what is this?" Little Johnny asked.
"Well son, these are all the people who have died in the service," replied the pastor.
Soberly, they stood together, staring at the large plaque.
Little Johnny's voice barely broke the silence when he asked quietly, "Which one, sir, the 8:30 or the 10:30 service?"
Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills
The past week there have been a few interesting items. I finally received my letter from HRMS giving me the figures to "buy back" my FERS time. I guess I should mention the fact that I resigned from the Government for about 4 years and then returned in 2004. This will be the only time(maybe) you will hear me say anything nice about President Obama. He did sign a bill allowing returning federal workers to buyback any FERS time they had received refunds for. This will greatly enhance my retirement.
Weekend plans are still up in the air. Nothing is really happening and no plans have been made. I am sure something will come up.
I am looking forward to sitting on the back porch tonight and enjoying a glass of wine. I might even open a nice bottle rather than drinking from the box in the fridge. Kinda depends on the mood.
Jackie and I are off thru Monday. I might try to convince her that we should go for a drive over thru the WV mountains. Might just be fun.
I suppose I should mention THE HERD. I am not sure that the team we saw was a fair representation of the team we will see in Conference USA. The competition we faced in the opener far outshines anything we will face in our conference. Lets keep in mind that Doc Holliday is one of the best recruiters in the nation. Perhaps he can lead us to the top of Conference USA and perhaps even into a membership in a BCS conference. Lets all support THE HERD and let "DOC" work his bag of tricks.
WE ARE.........
Last item of the day....everyone that knows Jackie should ask her about the basement door.
Here you go, Ginger...
One Sunday morning, the pastor noticed Little Johnny was staring up at the large plaque that hung in the foyer of the church. The seven-year- old had been staring at the plaque for some time, so the pastor walked up, stood beside the boy, and said quietly, "Good morning, son."
"Good morning pastor" replied the young man, focused on the plaque.
"Sir, what is this?" Little Johnny asked.
"Well son, these are all the people who have died in the service," replied the pastor.
Soberly, they stood together, staring at the large plaque.
Little Johnny's voice barely broke the silence when he asked quietly, "Which one, sir, the 8:30 or the 10:30 service?"
Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills
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