Ken's Weblog

Because of the difficulty I was having trying to post pictures. I have moved to a new blog. The URL is http://kengory.space.live.com Come on over and see my postings about my travels in my new 5th Wheel MobileSuites 38RL3.

The first trip I made this year was with a 26' toy trailer. My friend and three puppies went to Holland, MI to see the Tulip Festival. We stayed at the Oak Grove Campgrouond and Resort. It was a nice place, but very pricey. This was my first trip, so I didn't really know better.

Here are pictures of the Tulip Festival.

Here is a picture of Karl, a friend who travels with me.

And a picture of the toy trailer. The black shape in front of the trailer is my motorcycle. The reason I bought the toy trailer. We soon found out it was too small for two adults and three puppies.

Hi anyone foolish enough to visit this weblog. I used to have a lot of visitors, then became bored with the blogging world. I downloaded Windows Live Writer and now can prepare posts offline and then upload.

Anyway, I think I told everyone that I retired in February 2006. I tried to use my boat, but gasoline was too expensive, so I decided to get another hobby. Thus was born my RV experience. I bought a 2005 Mobilesuite 38' fifth wheel and a 2006 Ford F350 heavy duty truck (diesel and 1 ton dually with twin cab). I used the trailer this summer, traveling around Michigan. Loved it. As I suffer from COPD (Chronic Obstruction Pulmonary Disease) and have trouble breathing in cold damp weather, I decided to spend the winter in the south. I will be leaving in 30 days, and am really looking forward to it. This first post will be to show you what the 5th wheel looks like.

This shows the other side of the living room in the left slider. It houses the large screen TV, entertainment center and an electric fireplace.

This is the right side slider with the two recliner chairs and a small table.

This is the kitchen. It is located in the same slider as the entertainment center, etc. It has a gas range and oven, convection microwave/oven and a rather nice refrigerator.

This is the bedroom with a king size bed. The shower stall is straight ahead with the sink just before it. On the left wall are two doors; 1) for the toilet; and 2) for the washer and dryer.

This is the dinette. It is located in the same slider as the recliners.

Again, this is the bedroom, however it shows the TV and some of the cabinet space.

Ok, enough for now.

Boy, retirement is a busy time. I don't have enough hours in a day to get all the things done that I want to do. How did I do this when I was working? Simple answer----I didn't.

I bought a new travel trailer (toy trailer that you can carry your toy in as well as stay in it while traveling. It is a Weekend Warrior. How they came up with that name, I will never know. I took it to Holland, Michigan for 5 days last weekend and had a great time. It is Tulip Festival time there. I saw more tulips than I have ever seen in my entire life. One farm had 22 million. Get that, 22 million. I also visited the Dutch Village (cute). I also went to Windmill Island where they have a windmill that is over 200 years old. I really had a great time and the trailer was easy to pull and set up.

Yup, it has been six days since I retired. Right now I don't think it has really sunk in that I have retired. Right now it seems like any other vacation I have had, only I haven't gone anywhere like I would if I was on vacation. I understand that it really doesn't strike home until you have been retired at least one month. Oh well we will see.

This getting older is a pain in the you know what. It seems that all I ever do is see doctors. I was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes last week. Now I have to take insulin and undergo a bunch of tests. Who ever said the golden years were wonderful? I know my parents didn't think so.

Well gotta go, I have ANOTHER doctor appointment.

I got up late and loved it. Only got up to let the puppies out as they were demanding that I get up and do my thing.

I tried my HAP Alliance PPO today. Everything went smoothly. Thank goodness.

General Dynamics my ex company split their stock and plan on increasing the quarterly dividend payable on May 5, 2006. So I think I will hang on for a while longer and not roll it over. Don't really know how long I can keep it with GD, but think it would be a good idea to keep it there. Going to find out if I roll it over, can I roll over as GD stock. Why? Because Merrill Lynch again rated the stock as a Buy.

It was very slippery this morning. I had to go to Holly to get Karl as he has an appointment this afternoon. I also had a first appointment with a Diebetic Doctor. As a result I am now in insulin. Will it never end?

It is snowing now, so will probably have to contend with it when I take Karl back home. I thought life was supposed to slow down when you retire.

See ya,

ken

I know it has been some time since I posted anything on this blog. No excuses, but I was doing everything I could to get retired. It was not an easy process and I don't intend to go into it here.

The title of today's entry is based on Martin Luther King's famouse quote. What does that have to do with retirement you might ask. Well this is what it means to me:

1. Free from the tyranny of the alarm clock.
2. Free to do what you want to do, when you want to do it, and where you do it.
3. Free from having to travel the same route at the same time every day to get to work.
4. Free to be your own boss.
5. Free to move on to the next big event in your life - big change.
6. Free to be released from the office you were confined in for a good part of your life.
7. Free to tell some of the bastards to k--s my a-s.

Anyway it is great to be free and retired. This is my first day of retirement and so far I am loving it. My sister told me to let her know when 3 months have gone by. Anyone who knew me, knew that I had great fears of retiring. I have been working since I was 15 years old and I am now 67 years old. Quite a span of time.

I intend to reorient this blog to retirement. As I find links to retirement information, I will post them here. As I find out interesting information about retirement, I will post it here. I also will post my experiences of moving into retirement. I will post the good and the bad. Right now it is all good. Of course it has only been 8 hours.

See ya.

Ken

Well I have been remis in not posting here, but I have made a decision to retire. This has taken up all my time. It is such a momentous decision. One that has a great impact on your life. Some say that the day you retire is the day you begin the slide to death. Others say it is the start to a new life - one more fulfilling and more enjoyable. I just don't know. I want to retire more than one can imagine, but you know I have had a job for 50 years. Starting when I was 16 and then full time when I was 21. The one thing I know well is how to work, how to get up for work, go to work and work. Notice some consistency here? WORK. Now I am going to retire. I don't have to get up to go to work. I don't have to go to work. And I don't have to work on anything that I don't want to. This is what I mean about it being a momentous point in my life.

My young dogs will help. They are so demanding and I found that I can screw away the morning without really trying. I find things to do in the afternoon and then enjoy the evening. You see, I have been testing the water with my 3 and 4 day weekends as well as the holidays. In fact I really enjoyed not having to get up and go to work.

Anyway, don't expect to see a lot of posts here as I try to get out of my job and retire. I wanted to be out by Feb 1, but my boss talked me into staying another month to train people on my job. So now I won't be done until Mar 1.

I will try to make some posts about what I have to do to get into retirement and then what it is like afterwards.

Wish me luck,

Ken

OK, here are three new pictures of my three puppies. Aren't they darling. The one of Jake on the bed, curled up is to die for.

A woman pregnant with triplets was walking down the street when a masked
robber ran out of a bank and shot her three times in the stomach. Luckily
the babies were OK. The surgeon decided to leave the bullets in because it
was too risky to operate. She gave birth to two healthy daughters and a
healthy son.

All was fine for 16 years, and then one daughter walked into the room in
tears.

"What's wrong?" asked the mother. "I was taking a tinkle and this bullet
came out," replied the daughter. The mother told her it was okay and
explained what happened 16 y ears ago.

About a week later the second daughter walked into the room in tears.
"Mom, I was taking a tinkle and this bullet came out." Again in the mother
told her not to worry and explained what happened 16 years ago.

A week later her son walked into the room in tears. "It's okay" said the
Mom, "I know what happened. You were taking a tinkle and a bullet came
out."

"No," said the boy, "I was playing with myself and I shot the dog."

I KNOW YOU SMILED

Another article I think is important......................

http://www.newsmax.com/archives/ic/2006/1/5/101649.shtml

The mainstream U.S. media outlets have failed to report a major terrorist plot against the U.S. - because it would tend to support President Bush's use of NSA domestic surveillance, according to media watchdog groups.

News of a planned attack masterminded by three Algerians operating out of Italy was widely reported outside the U.S., but went virtually unreported in the American media.

Italian authorities recently announced that they had used wiretaps to uncover the conspiracy to conduct a series of major attacks inside the U.S.
Italian Interior Minister Giuseppe Pisanu said the planned attacks would have targeted stadiums, ships and railway stations, and the terrorists' goal, he said, was to exceed the devastation caused by 9/11.

Italian authorities stepped up their internal surveillance programs after July's terrorist bombings in London. Their domestic wiretaps picked up phone conversations by Algerian Yamine Bouhrama that discussed terrorist attacks in Italy and abroad.

Italian authorities arrested Bouhrama on November 15 and he remains in prison. Authorities later arrested two other men, Achour Rabah and Tartaq Sami, who are believed to be Bouhrama's chief aides in planning the attacks.
The arrests were a major coup for Italian anti-terror forces, and the story was carried in most major newspapers from Europe to China.

"U.S. terror attacks foiled," read the headline in England's Sunday Times. In France, a headline from Agence France Presse proclaimed, "Three Algerians arrested in Italy over plot targeting U.S."

Curiously, what was deemed worthy of a worldwide media blitz abroad was virtually ignored by the U.S. media, and conservative media watchdog groups are saying that is no accident.

"My impression is that the major media want to use the NSA story to try and impeach the president," says Cliff Kincaid, editor of the Accuracy in Media Report published by the grassroots Accuracy in Media organization.
"If you remind people that terrorists actually are planning to kill us, that tends to support the case made by President Bush. They will ignore any issue that shows that this kind of [wiretapping] tactic can work in the war on terror."
"The mainstream media have framed the story as one of the nefarious President Bush 'spying on U.S. citizens,' where the average American is a victim not a beneficiary," commented Brent Baker, vice president of the Media Research Center, a Washington, D.C.-based organization dedicated to encouraging balanced news coverage, "so journalists have little interest in any evidence that the program has helped save lives by uncovering terrorist plans."

The Associated Press version of the story did not disclose that the men planned to target the U.S. Nor did it report that the evidence against the suspects was gathered via a wiretapping surveillance operation.

Furthermore, only one American newspaper, the Philadelphia Inquirer, is known to have published the story that the AP distributed. It ran on page A-6 under the headline "Italy Charges 3 Algerians." The Inquirer report also made no mention of the plot to target the U.S. - although foreign publications included this information in the headlines and lead sentences of their stories. Nor did it advise readers that domestic wiretaps played a key role in nabbing the suspected terrorists.

One obvious question media critics are now raising: Did the American media intentionally ignore an important story because it didn't fit into their agenda of attacking President George Bush for using wiretapping to spy on potential terrorists in the U.S.?

"It's clear to me," says AIM's Kincaid, "that they're trying their best to make this NSA program to be an impeachable offense, saying it is directed at ordinary Americans. That's why they keep referring to this as a 'program of spying on Americans' - whereas the president keeps pointing out it's a program designed to uncover al-Qaida operations on American soil."

This article struck a nerve so I thought I would post it here for all to see..............

By KIERAN MICHAEL LALOR

LAST spring, I dropped by an anti-war rally in White Plains. When I made it clear that I was an Iraq vet who supported the war, the insults began to fly. Most slurs were boilerplate anti-war clichés, but one man struck a nerve: He marched up to me, looked me straight in the eye to ask, "You joined the military?" — and when I proudly answered "yes," responded, with utter disgust, "You are a sucker."

I felt the same rage last weekend just watching Rep. Jack Murtha declare on TV that, were he younger, he wouldn't join today's military.

I expect that kind of rhetoric from the washed-up anti-war rabble that congregate on street corners to relive their glory days — not from retired Marine colonels.

Murtha's call last year for a cut-and-run strategy in Iraq was one thing — irresponsible and unwise, but basically just stating a policy position. This is different.

What a nice New Year's treat for the beheaders and suicide bombers to know that a decorated Marine and lawmaker thinks the U.S. military is not only "broken" but not worth joining. Abu-Musab al-Zarqawi will no doubt use Murtha's words to inspire his band of thugs to hold out longer and kill a few more Americans assuring them that ultimately we will wilt like Murtha.
Why would Murtha not want to be part of a military that in the past four years has liberated 50 million souls and heroically brought aid to tsunami and earthquake victims, saving untold lives? Surely he knows that all was chaos in New Orleans in the wake of Katrina until Gen. Russell Honore's 1st Army and the 82nd Airborne came to town and provided relief and a security presence.

Evidently, Murtha doesn't think this is noble work.

Or, rather, the congressman doesn't like the way Iraq is going, so he disparaged the entire military — forgetting about our sailors working tirelessly to keep the seas open, Marines bravely guarding our embassies and soldiers standing watch in Korea and elsewhere to protect the democratic from the despotic.

Thirty-seven years in the Marine Corps should have taught Murtha that our military has historically been and continues to be the world's greatest meritocracy. No other institution has allowed people to climb the ranks and reach their potential regardless of their socioeconomic status like the U.S. military.

Similarly, Jack Murtha should know that millions of men and women have personally benefited from the discipline, training and structure of the military and used the traits learned in uniform to make countless contributions to civil society after their service.

If Murtha wouldn't want to be a part of a military that did in Afghanistan in three months what the Red Army couldn't do in seven years and that put genocidal maniac Saddam Hussein behind bars and his brutal sociopath sons in the ground, I am glad he is not.

But he's surely undermined military recruiting. Think he'll resign his committee assignments relevant to the military?

Last year, despite a media that overemphasizes the negative aspects of the war and an organized anti-recruitment effort, the Marine Corps exceeded its recruiting goals by 2 percent. The Navy and Air Force met their goals. The Army, which fell short of expectations last year, is exceeding them in Fiscal Year 2006 (which started in October).

Fortunately for the United States, a turncoat blowhard like Murtha won't stop the tens of thousands of good men and women inspired to serve this great nation.

Kieran Michael Lalor is the founder of Eternal Vigilance Society (eternalvigilancesociety.org), an independent organization supporting leaders who put protecting the nation ahead of politics.

Here are two pictures of my wonderful friends that I spent Christmas with. The first is of Jake - wouldn't you love to wake up to him? I did and I do. The second is the great wrestling match between Joey and Jess. No one won as they don't wrestle that hard and don't hurt each other. In case you wonder how the little Peke does against his big brothers - let me assure you he holds his own and in fact usually starts everything.

I spent Christmas Eve with my sister, her family, my nieces and my son and Karl. Cheri prepared dinner (or rather had it catered). We exchanged gifts and just had a wonderful time.

I spent Christmas Day with Karl and my son. We cooked a turkey with all the fixings and just vegetated at home. It was really nice.

On Tuesday Scott and Rob, two great boating friends came up to see the new puppies. We went to Great Lakes Crossing Mall for a little while and then went to Smokey Bones (BBQ restaurant) for dinner. Had a great time.

John and Tom are coming up Friday to see the puppies and we will go out to dinner.

Hope you and your loved ones had a great Christmas and are looking forward to News Years.

Ken

Dear Santa,

I've been a good mom all year. I've fed, cleaned and
cuddled my two children on demand, visited the doctor's
office more than my doctor, sold sixty-two cases of candy
bars to raise money to plant a shade tree on the school
playground and figured out how to attach nine patches onto
my son's boy scout uniform with staples and a glue gun.
I was hoping you could spread my list out over several
Christmases, since I had to write this letter with my son's
red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry room
between cycles, and who knows when I'll find anymore free
time in the next 18 years.

Here are my Christmas wishes:

I'd like a pair of legs that don't ache (in any color,
except purple, which I already have) and arms that don't
hurt or flap in the breeze; but are strong enough to pull
my screaming child out of the candy aisle in the grocery
store.

I'd also like a waist, since I lost mine somewhere in
the seventh month of my last pregnancy.

If you're hauling big ticket items this year I'd like
fingerprint resistant windows and a radio that only plays
adult music; a television that doesn't broadcast any
programs containing talking animals; and a refrigerator
with a secret compartment behind the crisper where I can
hide to talk on the phone.

On the practical side, I could use a talking doll that
says, "Yes, Mommy" to boost my parental confidence, along
with two kids who don't fight and three pairs of jeans
that will zip all the way up without the use of power
tools.

I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks chanting
"Don't eat in the living room" and "Take your hands off
your brother," because my voice seems to be just out of
my children's hearing range and can only be heard by the
dog.

If it's too late to find any of these products, I'd
settle for enough time to brush my teeth and comb my
hair in the same morning, or the luxury of eating food
warmer than room temperature without it being served in
a Styrofoam container.

If you don't mind, I could also use a few Christmas
miracles to brighten the holiday season. Would it be
too much trouble to declare ketchup a vegetable? It will
clear my conscience immensely.

It would be helpful if you could coerce my children to
help around the house without demanding payment as if
they were the bosses of an organized crime family.
Well, Santa, the buzzer on the dryer is ringing and my
son saw my feet under the laundry room door. I think he
wants his crayon back. Have a safe trip and remember to
leave your wet boots by the door and come in and dry off
so you don't catch cold.

Help yourself to cookies on the table but don't eat too
many or leave crumbs on the carpet.

Yours Always, MOM

P.S. One more thing...you can cancel all my requests if
you can keep my children young enough to believe in Santa.

Yesterday saw SE Michigan deluged with snow. It was not a dry fluffy snow, but a wet one. As Jim Harper on the Magic Morning Show says it was heart attack shoveling snow. I had a new dryer delivered yesterday, so I took the afternoon off to kind of keep a path open for the deliverymen. It was an unending task as I would get one end open and before I could bet to the other, the first end was filling up with snow. They finally showed up and we got it into the basement and they removed the old one. I stopped shoveling at that point. Kevin came home from work with a snow blower and cleaned my walks and driveway and the neighbors next door and across the street. He was tired when he was done. We have a Polaris 4 wheel ATV that we put a plow on, but it is broken and into Anderson's for repair. Needless to say they have had it for over a month and no machine. Kevin is going to call them today and give them another 3 days. If they don't have it done, we will pick it up, not pay a dime and take it somewhere else. The idea was to have a machine that I could operate with my COPD. Shoveling is really not in the cards for me and snow blowing is not there either.

Anyway have a great day, and here is a funny to end this otherwise dreary post.


"Preacher's Ass":
> > >> >
> > >> > A pastor wanted to raise money for his church and on being
> > >> > told that there was a fortune in horse-racing, decided to
> > >> > purchase one and enter it in the races.
> > >> >
> > >> > However at the local auction, the going price for a horse
> > >> > was so high that he ended up buying a donkey instead.
> > >> > He figured that since he had it, he might as well go ahead
> > >> > and enter it in the races.
> > >> > To his surprise, the donkey came in third.
> > >> >
> > >> > The next day the local paper carried this headline:
> > >> > PASTOR'S ASS SHOWS.
> > >> >
> > >> > The pastor was so pleased with the donkey that he
> > >> > entered it in the race again, and this time it won.
> > >> >
> > >> > The local paper read:
> > >> > PASTOR'S ASS OUT FRONT.
> > >> >
> > >> > The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity
> > >> > that he ordered that the pastor not enter the donkey in
> > >> > another race.
> > >> >
> > >> > The next day, the local paper headline read:
> > >> > BISHOP SCRATCHES PASTOR'S ASS.
> > >> >
> > >> > This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the
> > >> > pastor to get rid of the donkey.
> > >> > The pastor decided to give it to a nun in a nearby convent.
> > >> >
> > >> > The local paper, hearing of the news, posted the following
> > >> > headline the next day:
> > >> > NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN.
> > >> >
> > >> > The bishop fainted.
> > >> >
> > >> > He informed the nun that she would have to get rid of the
> > >> > donkey, so she sold it to a farmer for ten dollars.
> > >> >
> > >> > The next day the paper read:
> > >> > NUN SELLS ASS FOR $10.00.
> > >> >
> > >> > This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the nun
> > >> > to buy back the donkey and lead it to the plains where it
> > >> > could run wild.
> > >> >
> > >> > The next day the headlines read:
> > >> > NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE.
> > >> >
> > >> >
> > >> > The bishop was buried the next day.

Here are pictures of my third puppy. I know I have been kind of remis in posting them, but I was trying to get some really good pictures. He is such a little runt and insists on being active, all the time, that I couldn't get a decent picture. Finally I had Kevin hold him so I could get some shots to put here.

Joey is a Pekingese. He weighs 1 lb 1 oz. If you look at the picture of him and the television remote, you get a feeling of how big he is. Joey is small. I love him to death, just as I do the other two puppies (Jesse and Jack). It is fun to watch them grow. The old adage of "growing like a weed" definitely fits these three dogs. They are so loveable and simply give you pure love. I spend most of my free time with them. You know three puppies require three playtimes, three nap times, and three feed times. I am not sorry I got all three, but it does take time and effort.

Well the weather guys predicted we would get some snow today and guess what? We are getting snow. Hopefully it won't stick too much and make the trip home a nightmare. Tuesday morning the highway I take to work turned to black ice and they had a bunch of wrecks. Thankfully I was already past before the ice formed so I didn't get any of it. I have a new little rear wheel drive pickup and am not too sure how it will handle the snow. It has been over 20 years that I had a 4 wheel drive vehicle and now I don't have one. It could be an interesting winter.

Here is a little humor for the day:

Little Johnny and his wife were working in their garden one day when
Little Johnny looks over at his wife and says, "Your butt is getting
really big. I bet your butt is bigger than the barbecue."
With that he proceeded to get a measuring tape and measured the grill
and then went over to where his wife was working and measured his wife's
bottom.
"Yes, I was right; your butt is two inches wider than the barbecue!!!"
His wife chose to ignore him.
Later that night in bed Little Johnny was feeling a little frisky. He
makes some advances towards his wife who completely brushes him off.
"What's wrong?" he asks.
She answers, "Do you really think I'm going to fire up this big-ass
grill for one little weenie?"
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The boss was confused about a bill he had received, so he asked his
secretary for some mathematical help.
"If I were to give you $20,000, minus 14%, how much would you take off?"
he asked her.
The secretary replied, "Everything but my earrings."
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A list of (alleged) actual announcements that London Tube train drivers
have made to their passengers...
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I do apologize for the delay to your service. I
know you're all dying to get home, unless, of course, you happen to be
married to my ex-wife, in which case you'll want to cross over to the
Westbound and go in the opposite direction."
"Your delay this evening is caused by the line controller suffering from
E & B syndrome, not knowing his elbow from his backside. I'll let you
know any further information as soon as I'm given any."
"Do you want the good news first or the bad news? The good news is that
last Friday was my birthday and I hit the town and had a great time. The
bad news is that there is a points failure somewhere between Stratford
and East Ham, which means we probably won't reach our destination."
"Ladies and gentlemen, we apologize for the delay, but there is a
security alert at Victoria station and we are therefore stuck here for
the foreseeable future, so let's take our minds off it and pass some
time together. All together now....'Ten green bottles, hanging on a
wall.....'."
"We are now travelling through Baker Street, as you can see Baker Street
is closed. It would have been nice if they had actually told me, so I
could tell you earlier, but no, they don't think about things like
that."
"Beggars are operating on this train, please do NOT encourage these
professional beggars; if you have any spare change, please give it to a
registered charity, failing that, give it to me."
"Let the passengers off the train FIRST!" (Pause ...) "Oh go on then,
stuff yourselves in like sardines, see if I care - I'm going home...."
"Please allow the doors to close. Try not to confuse this with 'Please
hold the doors open'. The two are distinct and separate instructions."
"Please note that the beeping noise coming from the doors means that the
doors are about to close. It does not mean throw yourself or your bags
into the doors."
"We can't move off because some idiot has their f***ing hand stuck in
the door."
"Please move all baggage away from the doors (Pause..) Please move ALL
belongings away from the doors (Pause...) This is a personal message to
the man in the brown suit wearing glasses at the rear of the train – put
the pie down, four-eyes, and move your bloody golf clubs away from the
door before I come down there and shove them up your arse sideways!"
"May I remind all passengers that there is strictly no smoking allowed
on any part of the Underground. However, if you are smoking a joint,
it's only fair that you pass it round the rest of the carriage."

This weather is really unusual this year. One minute it is cold as hel_ and the next it like spring. Today it is balmy, just as yesterday, however later today and tomorrow it is supposed to get cold and possibly snow. This is the kind of weather that makes people sick - and I am one of them.

Some lite notes:


A drunk walks into a biker bar, sits down at the bar and orders a drink. Looking around, he sees three men sitting at a corner table. He gets up, staggers to the table, leans over, looks the biggest, meanest, biker in the face and says: "I went by your grandma's house today and I saw her in the hallway buck naked. Man, she is one fine looking woman!"

The biker looks at him and doesn't say a word. His buddies are confused, because he is one bad biker and would fight at the drop of a hat. The
drunk leans on the table again and says: "I got it on with your grandma and she is good, the best I ever had!"

The biker's buddies are starting to get really mad but the biker still says nothing.

The drunk leans on the table one more time and says, "I'll tell you something else, boy, your grandma liked it!"
At this point the biker stands up, takes the drunk by the shoulders looks him square in the eyes and says, "Grandpa, go home, you're drunk!

I don't know what your Thanksgiving was like, but here in Southeast Michigan, we had snow and blizzard like conditions. I haven't experienced anything like this in a long time and hope I don't have to again.

Here is a funny for you:


A Navy SEAL was attending some college courses between assignments. One of the professors was an avowed atheist. One day he shocked the class when he came in, looked to the ceiling, and flatly stated, "God, if you are real, then I want you to knock me off this platform. I'll give you exactly 15 minutes."

The lecture room fell silent. You could hear a pin drop. Ten minutes went by and the professor proclaimed, "Here I am God. I'm still waiting."

It got down to the last couple of minutes when the SEAL got out of his chair, went up to the professor, and punched him right off the platform. The professor was out cold. The SEAL went back to his seat and sat there, silently. The other students were shocked and stunned and sat there looking on in silence.

The professor eventually came to, noticeably shaken, looked at the SEAL and asked, "What is the matter with you? Why did you did that?"

The SEAL calmly! replied, "God was too busy today protecting America's soldiers who are protecting your right to act like an idiot. So He sent me."
- Author Unknown

Fall and leaves are made for puppies. Jake and Jesse have been loving the leaves each day. They run around and jump in the small piles that I leave after raking. They pick them up in their mouth and throw them away, just to chase after them again. It is really funny to see them when a leaf falls off the tree and lands near them. They jump up and down, not sure that is going on. I love these guys and do so every day that goes by. I am so glad that I got them to replace the other two who died and left me alone. Not alone anymore.