If you are similar to me, and you no longer go off to work everyday,
you cannot wait to turn your computer on in the morning
to check out what's come in overnight,
as there is always a time lag between different countries,
and so, with this in mind, I am going to leave some of my
email Inbox content from time to time,
which can vary from really funny stuff,
all the way through to the serious items.
Naturally, I won't be inserting any private information
about the senders and their addresses etc,
I'll simply be posting what may be interesting or funny.
Please feel free to reply, comment and/or add your
content also, just remember to delete any
private details that are not to be included here - Hoot-hoot!
This first one is from one of my online friends in America,
and is NOT intended to start any political debates,
but as I live in Australia, I thought this was interesting ;
-- This oil belt extents north into Manitoba Saskatewan and Alberta . . . . .John Bohna was in North Dakota last year to check it out and tipped me off on this.Ther's opportunity here but where or what does one invest in ? ? ? ? B R .
Here's another -
Subject: Four old retired guys.
Four old retired guys are walking down a street
in Yuma, Arizona .
They turn a corner and see a sign that says,
"Old Timers Bar - ALL drinks 10 cents."
They look at each other and then go in, thinking,
This is too good to be true.
The old bartender says in a voice that carries
across the room,
"Come on in and let me pour one for you!
What'll it be, gentlemen?"
There's a fully stocked bar,
so each of the men orders a Martini.
In no time the bartender serves up four iced
Martinis - shaken, not stirred - and says,
"That'll be 10 cents each, please."
The four guys stare at the bartender for a moment,
then at each other. They can't believe their good luck.
They pay the 40 cents, finish their Martinis,
and order another round.
Again, four excellent Martinis are produced, with the
bartender again saying, "That's 40 cents, please."
They pay the 40 cents, but their curiosity gets the better of them.
They've each had two Martinis and haven't even spent a
Finally one of them says, "How can you afford to serve
Martinis as good as these for a dime apiece?"
"I'm a retired tailor from Phoenix ," the bartender says,
"and I always wanted to own a bar. Last year I hit the
Lottery jackpot for $125 million and decided to open this
place. Every drink costs a dime. Wine, liquor, beer - it's
all the same."
"Wow! That's some story!" one of the men says.
As the four of them sip at their Martinis, they can't help
noticing seven other people at the end of the bar who don't
have any drinks in front of them and haven't ordered
anything the whole time they've been there.
Nodding at the seven at the end of the bar, one of the men
asks the bartender, "What's with them?"
The bartender says, "They're retired people from Australia,
They're waiting for Happy Hour when drinks are half-price."
Your game, lol!
Years ago I enjoyed reading a series of books by well known
author Neale Donald Walsch titled "Conversations with God"
this was decades before I knew I would own a computer,
and now I receive a daily note from Neale which I am
happy to share with you here...
(Yes, my nickname is Lane in these series)
On this day of your life, Lane, I believe God wants you to know...
...that the future is brighter than ever. Not just humanity's
future, but your own, personally.
Things have shifted. The energy has been altered. You
can feel it if you deeply tune in. This shift is not your
imagination, nor is it merely on a national or global
level. There is a shift in you.
Feel it today, and use it to propel you to a wonderful
tomorrow. In fact, do better than feel the energy. BE
the energy. Be its Source.Then watch the conditions
of your own life change.
Love, Your Friend....
Thanks Kooner, and I have heard it said that a particular book
can find it's way into our hands at precisely the right time.
And, for me, ever since I read Neale's books,
I continue to have my own convo's with Him
and have now grown accustomed to the most
uncanny series of co-incidences and outcomes
in my world.
Lol, lol, good one luvy1950,
perhaps that little ol' lady used to be blonde as well.
Here's one for today,
Subject: MANURE EXPLAINED
Manure... An interesting fact
Manure : In the 16th and 17th centuries, everything had to be transported by ship and it was also before the invention of commercial fertilizers, so large shipments of manure were quite common.
It was shipped dry, because in dry form it weighed a lot less than when wet, but once water (at sea) hit it, not only did it become heavier, but the process of fermentation began again, of which a byproduct is methane gas of course. As the stuff was stored below decks in bundles you can see what could (and did) happen.
Methane began to build up below decks and the first time someone came below at night with a lantern, BOOOOM!
Several ships were destroyed in this manner before it was determined just what was happening
After that, the bundles of manure were always stamped with the instruction ' Stow high in transit ' on them, which meant for the sailors to stow it high enough off the lower decks so that any water that came into the hold would not touch this volatile cargo and start the production of methane.
Thus evolved the term ' S.H.I.T ' , (Stow High In Transit) which has come down through the centuries and is in use to this very day.
You probably did not know the true history of this word.
Neither did I.
I had always thought it was a golf term.
We'll see, lol, thanks Kooner,
I just feel lucky seeing that I am a single person in my older years
that we have this medium as a way to remain connected to the
outside world in the time we are living in now.
I am thankful for my little home and roof over my head I have,
but around here, well, there are a lot of folk with health issues,
mobility problems, aches and pains, so the convo's with the
neighbors revolve around that, then of a night time,
no later than around 9pm, all the lights are out except for
one other person and myself, and there are 40 units here,
so, my computer is my life-line to remind me I am still
in the land of the living, lol.
Kooner, that's exactly what I think - yaaaaaaaay !
Thanks luvy, I love the jokes that keep us smiling,
along with the real-life stuff as well.