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MONDAY DECEMBER 18,2006
 THOUGHT FOR TODAY: Words you have to eat can be hard to
digest.
'Twas the night before Christmas at Rock-Away
Rest,
And all of us seniors were looking our best.
Our
glasses, how sparkly, our wrinkles, how merry;
Our punch bowl held prune
juice plus three drops of sherry.
A bed sock was taped to each
walker; in hope
That Santa would bring us soft candy and soap.
We surely were lucky to be there with friends,
Secure in this
residence and in our Depends.
Our grandkids had sent us some
Christmassy crafts,
Like angels in snowsuits and penguins on rafts.
The dental assistant had borrowed our teeth,
And from them she'd
crafted a holiday wreath.
The bedpans, so shiny, all stood in a row,
Reflecting our candle's magnificent glow.
Our supper so festive
-- the joy wouldn't stop --
Was creamy warm oatmeal with sprinkles on
top.
Our salad was Jell-O, so jiggly and great,
Then puree
of fruitcake was spooned on each plate.
The social director then had us
play games,
Like "Where Are You Living?" And "What Are Your Names?"
Old Grandfather Looper was feeling his oats,
Proclaiming
that reindeer were nothing but goats.
Our resident wanderer was tied to
her chair,
In hopes that at bedtime she still would be there.
Security lights on the new fallen snow
Made outdoors seem
noon to the old folks below.
Then out on the porch there arose quite a
clatter
But we are so deaf that it just didn't matter.
A
strange little fellow flew in through the door,
Then tripped on the sill
and fell flat on the floor.
'Twas just our director, all togged out in
red.
He jiggled and chuckled and patted each head.
We knew
from the way that he strutted and jived
Our social security checks had
arrived.
We sang -- how we sang -- in our monotone croak,
Till
the clock tinkled out its soft eight-p.m. Stroke.
And soon we were
snuggling deep in our beds.
While nurses distributed nocturnal meds.
And so ends our Christmas at Rock-Away Rest.
'fore long you'll
be with us, we wish
you BABS ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Ladies and
gentlemen, here's great news: Sylvester Stallone has a new
'Rocky' movie. I've actually seen the new 'Rocky' movie and it's
not that exciting. It's about how Rocky develops a hamburger
grill." --Dave Letterman
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I'm pushing it this month,
too. I've been spending money like we'll be switching to
Canadian dollars in January. But what the heck, right? It's
Christmas! I'll have all next year to put my finances back
together. If I have any left by then.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Earlier today, Lindsay Lohan
issued a statement saying she hasn't had a drink in a week. When
asked how she did it, Lindsay said, 'I passed out six and a half
days ago.'" --Conan O'Brien
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "In the current 'Vogue'
magazine there's an interview with Angelina Jolie and she said
that she is not really into snuggling, cuddling, hugging, or
crying. You thought guys liked her before. Dream girl!" --Jay
Leno ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When I worked
for the security department of a large retail store, my duties
included responding to fire and burglar alarms. A side door of
the building was wired with a security alarm, because it was not
supposed to be used by customers. Nevertheless they found the
convenience of the exit tempting. Even a sign with large red
letters, warning "Alarm will sound if opened," failed to deter
people from using it.
One day, after
attending to a number of shrieking alarms, I placed a small
handmade sign on the door that totally eliminated the problem:
"Wet paint."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Tiring of the same old buzz
cut from the base barber at Fort Dix, New Jersey, I went into
town to get my haircut. The hairdresser noticed my accent and
asked where I was from.
"Trinidad," I
said.
"Is that in Arabia?"
"The
Caribbean."
She laughed, "Sorry, I never was very good at
geometry."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ While shopping one day,
I noticed a woman wearing a beautiful cable-knit blue sweater. Intrigued, I
stopped her and asked if she had knit it. She had, she told me; it had been her
project while giving up smoking. "But I seldom wear it," she said. "Why?" I
asked.
"It's really spooky," she admitted. "Every time I put it on, I
want a cigarette."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The lab where I
work has a company van that's used to transport our testing equipment to job
sites. One morning our supervisor came storming into the lab. Livid, he shouted:
"Someone left the company van out on the street last night instead of putting it
in the garage! And it was full of expensive testing equipment. Not only that but
the windows were rolled down!"
There was complete silence, until a
worried voice asked, "Were the doors locked?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ While driving
in the car with my son, I had an "oldies" radio station on. It played a song
that I remembered from the 1960s. "You know, Ron, this song was on when I was in
bed with a broken leg when I was young."
"Gee, Mom, that's too bad," he
replied. "You couldn't even get up to turn it
off." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Middle age is the time of life when the
most fun you have is talking about the most fun you used to have.
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 *****Fred.....The Ole
Fritbear!!!***** Christmas is just 7 days
away ... and 2007 is right around the corner --- but, I am sure no one
needed to be reminded. So ... to help you get everything done
for the holiday, we have once again searched the archives to see what
we could find in the way of a few Grins, Giggles and Groaners ... as
always sent to youjust for the fun of it and also because we feel
everyone can use a laff now and then....Here
Goes!!!
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> Top
10 Signs You Got A Bad Xmas Tree 10. It's two feet tall and 40 feet
wide. 9. Salesman's opening line: "You're not a cop, are you?" 8. It looks
suspiciously like a broom handle with a lot of coat hangers stuck to
it. 7. While you sleep, it gets liquored up and takes the family
caravan for a joy ride. 6. Each branch has a "Duraflame" sign printed on
it. 5. Keeps heckling while you try to do a lame top 10 list. 4. It's very
small and says "Air Freshener" on it. 3. Rabbis have better Christmas trees
than yours. 2. Some guy named Mujibur put a cheap Statue of Liberty
trinket on top of it. 1. It's constantly bragging about its "trunk
size.""
><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>< A
visiting minister was very long-winded. Worse, every time he would
make a good point during his sermon and a member of the congregation
responded with "Amen" or "That's right, preacher" he would get wound
up even more and launch into another lengthy discourse. Finally, the host
pastor started responding to every few sentences with "Amen, Pharaoh!"
The guest minister wasn't sure what that meant, but after several more
"Amen, Pharaohs" he finally concluded his very lengthy
sermon. After the service concluded and the congregation had left, the
visiting minister turned to his host and asked, "What exactly did you
mean when you said "Amen, Pharaoh?" His host replied, "I was telling you
to let my people
go!"
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
THE
TWELVE DAYS OF CHRISTMAS (Feline style)
On the first day of
Christmas, my kitten ruined for me... A batch of my special hand-print
cookies. I had turned my back to grab the cookie sheet sitting on
the stove. In that micro-second, Sara climbed onto the table, poked
her paw into the delightfully kneady mixture and,
suddenly off-balance, fell into the cookie dough. Net loss? Six cups of
flour, four cups of sugar, three sticks of butter.... Of course, it
would have been cheaper to remove the feline ingredient, pick out
the hairs, and just rename the recipe Paw Print Cookies.
On the second
day of Christmas, my kitten accompanied me.... On a trip to the vet clinic.
Who knew that skinny curling ribbon has feline taste appeal? I
didn't. Damages: $28 for the office visit, $36 for anesthesia so
the veterinarian could take $55 X-rays in case Sara had taste- tested
any other Christmas decorations, and a heck of a lot of embarrassment
when the vet removed the 3' curly tail in slightly less than two seconds
by tugging at it with a pair of tweezers.
On the third day
of Christmas, my kitten wrecked for me... 13 ornaments on my Christmas tree.
My mistake was forgetting to chain the decorations to the branches.
My other error was leaving the room to go to the bathroom while
Sara feigned sleeping under the tree. How was I to know she
was actually measuring its climbing potential? Value of broken bulbs?
7.50 plus tax.
On the fourth day of Christmas, my kitten broke for
me... A statue in my Lenox Nativity. Would you believe two Wise men
plus a head? Lenox nativity figurines: $55.99
On the fifth
day of Christmas, my kitten scratched for me... The kid across the street who
collects for charity. It was an accident. She merely wanted to
reach out and touch someone. Unfortunately, she used a unsheathed claw to do
so. I settled out-of-court for the cost of a jacket to replace the
boy's blood stained one and a hefty donation to the charity
of their choice. Although the amount must remain secret according to
our settlement, let me put it this way. You haven't seen many soldiers
for the Salvation Army this year, have you? Think: Major
Windfall!
On the sixth day of Christmas, my kitten opened for
me... The presents beneath my Christmas tree. It was only two, really.
While doing some early shopping at a discount store, I purchased a catnip
mouse for Sara's stocking. Apparently, anything in the same bag as
catnip takes on its potent aroma for a very long time. Replacement
costs: $3.99 for another roll of Christmas wrapping paper, $4.50 for two
empty boxes, $1 each for the kind of bows Sara can't
unravel.
On the seventh day of Christmas, my kitten lost for me... The
earrings I bought for my sister Mary. Actually, it was one earring
but since Mary doesn't have a hole in her nose or navel, a pair of
matching earrings does make a more appealing gift. Sale price: $29.95 plus
tax.
On the eighth day of Christmas, my kitten helped me... Replace my
E and G guitar strings. Would you believe a kitten could fit
into the itty-bitty hole in the middle of my Yamaha guitar? Neither
could I, but Sara thought so. And she succeeded once she got those
rascally strings out of the way. Unfortunately, her little rear end
couldn't get out the way it came in. After paying through the
whiskers for her previous escapades, I would have been willing to
leave her in the guitar for the duration of the holiday
season, except that she chose to get stuck two hours before I was due at
the nursing home for our annual Christmas carol sing-a-long. Set of
steel guitar strings: $12.95; jar of petroleum jelly: 79
cents.
On the ninth day of Christmas, my kitten destroyed for me... My
Christmas card list when she walked across my computer's delete key.
Cost for call to Computer Country's 900/help line: $17.50. And I still
don't know what happened to the listings of B through H.
On the
tenth day of Christmas, my kitten hid from me..... The remote control from my
13-inch TV. This wouldn't be such a disaster if she hadn't
previously stolen the power knob. I missed a week's worth of
Christmas specials, including my all-time favorite, "It's a Wonderful
Life." Rental of "It's a Wonderful Life": $2; purchase of book,
"Good owners, great cats": $24.95. Unfortunately, it never mentions
the psychological profile of kittens with kleptomania.
On
the eleventh day of Christmas, my kitten ate for me..... The drumsticks off
my 19-pound turkey. OK,OK, So this one time it was my fault. I knew
I never should have uttered those now infamous words: "Your first turkey,
Sara. Want to try just a little piece?" Cost: Christmas Dinner.
On the
12th day of Christmas........ Sara rested. And so, thank goodness, did my
VISA
card.
><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> (This
is a Twist on an old Classic)
Once upon a time, in a land far away, a
beautiful, independent, self-assured princess happened upon a frog as she
sat contemplating ecological issues on the shores of an unpolluted pond in a
verdant meadow near her castle. The frog hopped into the princess's lap
and said, "Elegant lady, I was once a handsome prince until an evil witch
cast a spell upon me. One kiss from you, however, and I will turn back into
a handsome young prince. Then, my sweet, we can marry and set up
housekeeping in your castle with my mother, where you can prepare meals,
clean my clothes, bear my children and forever feel grateful and happy
doing so." That night, as the princess dined sumptuously on a repast of
lightly saut?ed frog legs seasoned in a white wine and onion cream sauce, she
chuckled to herself and thought,
"I don't think
so!"
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> A
blonde walked up to an airport ticket counter and asked to buy a round
trip ticket.
"Where to?" asked the smiling ticket agent. The blonde
rolled her eyes and said, "Duuuuuh, back
here!"
><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> An
Army mule named Maggie was buried, and the following inscription
appeared on the tomb:
In memory of Maggie, who in her lifetime kicked
one general, four colonels, two majors, ten captains, 24
lieutenants,42 sergeants, 565 privates and one
bomb.
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
"Didn't Your Mother Tell You?"
Old Mother Hubbard's Mother: I don't care,
I am not helping you raise all your kids, and who are the fathers? What are
they doing to help support them?
PAUL REVERE'S MOTHER: "I don't care
where you think you have to go, young man. Midnight is past your
curfew!"
MARY, MARY, QUITE CONTRARY'S MOTHER: "I don't mind you having a
garden, Mary, but does it have to be growing under your bed?"
MONA
LISA'S MOTHER: "After all that money your father and I spent on braces, Mona,
that's the biggest smile you can give us?"
HUMPTY DUMPTY'S MOTHER:
"Humpty, If I've told you once, I've told you a hundred times not to sit on
that wall. But would you listen to me? Noooo!"
COLUMBUS' MOTHER: "I
don't care what you've discovered, Christopher. You still could have
written!"
BABE RUTH'S MOTHER: "Babe, how many times have I told you --
quit playing ball in the house! That's the third broken window this
week!"
MICHELANGELO'S MOTHER: "Mike, can't you paint on walls like
other children? Do you have any idea how hard it is to get that stuff off
the ceiling?"
NAPOLEON'S MOTHER: "All right, Napoleon. If you aren't
hiding your report card inside your jacket, then take your hand out of there
and prove it!"
CUSTER'S MOTHER: "Now, George, remember what I told you
-- don't go biting off more than you can chew!"
ABRAHAM LINCOLN'S
MOTHER: "Again with the stovepipe hat, Abe? Can't you just wear a baseball
cap like the other kids?"
BARNEY'S MOTHER: "I realize strained plums are
your favorite, Barney, but you're starting to look a little
purple."
MARY'S MOTHER: "I'm not upset that your lamb followed you to
school, Mary, but I would like to know how he got a better grade than
you."
BATMAN'S MOTHER: "It's a nice car, Bruce, but do you realize how
much the insurance is going to be?"
GOLDILOCKS' MOTHER: "I've got a
bill here for a busted chair from the Bear family. You know anything about
this, Goldie?"
LITTLE MISS MUFFET'S MOTHER: "Well, all I've got to say is
if you don't get off your tuffet and start cleaning your room, there'll be a
lot more spiders around here!"
ALBERT EINSTEIN'S MOTHER: "But,
Albert, it's your senior picture. Can't you do something about your hair?
Styling gel, mousse, something...?"
GEORGE WASHINGTON'S MOTHER: "The next
time I catch you throwing money across the Potomac, you can kiss your
allowance good-bye!"
JONAH'S MOTHER: "That's a nice story, but now tell
me where you've really been for the last three days."
SUPERMAN'S
MOTHER: "Clark, your father and I have discussed it, and we've decided you
can have your own telephone line. Now will you quit spending so much time in
all those phone booths?"
THOMAS EDISON'S MOTHER: "Of course I'm proud
that you invented the electric light bulb, Thomas. Now turn off that light
and get to bed!"
and one more
....
><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> At
the age of 93, George Burns, having had four car accidents in a single
month, hired another man to drive him around town. The time had
finally come to get out from behind the wheel, Burns explained, even
though "only" three of those accidents had been his fault.
Even as a
young man, Burns had been a poor driver. "But at least in those days I
could see over the steering wheel," Burns once recalled. "By 93, I had
shrunk quite a lot. My car was known as the Phantom Cadillac. People
would see it whizzing by and they would swear there was no
driver."
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>< I
bought a dog the other day, I named him Stay. It's fun to call him.
Come here, Stay! Come here, Stay! He went insane. [Steven
Wright]
><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> Teacher:
"What is actually used as a conductor of electricity?
Johnny:
"Why...er?"
Teacher: "Wire is right. Very good. Now tell me, what is the
unit of electrical power?"
Johnny: "The what?"
Teacher:
"That's absolutely correct, the watt. Now class, you should all study
diligently, like Johnny
here."
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> [This
is an old, old one, but still one of my favorites...]
A fifth generation
farmer has determined that his son will be the first in their family
to go to college. So he and the wife save every penny for years and
when the big day comes for junior to leave for school, the old man is
the proudest he's ever been.
After the first semester junior comes home
for Christmas break and the old man sits him down for a talk. "Well,
boy, you been at school for three months now, I want you to tell me
some of that fancy book learnin'."
So junior says, "My favorite
class is math, pa. Just last week we learned a new formula...Pi r
squared."
At hearing this the old man screws up his eyes and smacks
his forehead, "Dog gone-it! I spent all that money on schooling and
all you can tell me is Pi r squared? Why everybody know pie are
round...CORNBREAD are
squared!"
><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> I
don't know why some people change churches; what difference does it
make which one you stay home
from?
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> A
police officer had been told by his sergeant that he was to bring up
his quota of speeding fines, he decided to park and use his radar gun
flashing the cars as they drove by on a busy street. Well one hour
went by then two and no one was speeding. After about six hours a lone
car came speeding by at well over the limit, the officer turned on his
lights and siren and pulled the car over. As the officer approached
the drivers window he remarked "I've been waiting for you all day" and
the driver replied, "Well I got here as fast as I
could!"
><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> A
Japanese tourist flies into Vancouver. He takes a taxi to the centre
of town. Along the way he observes that everything in British Columbia
seems to move at a much slower pace than it does in Tokyo. Unable to
contain himself, he says to the cabbie, "Your taxis are too slow.
Japanese taxis go very fast! Look at your buses. They move at a
snail's pace. In Japan buses run like hell! Look at the speed of your
motorcycles. Japanese motorcycles barrel along!" At the end of the
journey, the taxi fare has amounted to $70. "What!" exclaims the
furious Japanese tourist. "Your taxi meter runs too fast." "Yes why
not?" replies the cabbie. "It's made in Japan, after
all!"
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>< A
boy is about to go on his first date, and is nervous about what to
talk about. He asks his father for advice.
The father replies: "My
son, there are three subjects that always work. These are food,
family, and philosophy."
The boy picks up his date and they go to a soda
fountain. Ice cream sodas in front of them, they stare at each other
for a long time, as the boy's nervousness builds, he remembers his
father's advice, and chooses the first topic.
He asks the girl:
"Do you like potato pancakes?"
She says "No," and the silence
returns.
After a few more uncomfortable minutes, the boy thinks of
his father's suggestion and turns to the second item on the
list.
He asks, "Do you have a brother?"
Again, the girl says "No"
and there is silence once again.
The boy then plays his last card. He
thinks of his father's advice and asks: "If you did have a brother, do
you think he would like potato
pancakes?"
><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>< Bubba
came visitin' up north, and decided he wanted to go and do something
he could never do in South Alabama... SNOW SKIING ...
Unfortunately,
before he ever made it UP the hill so's he could *try* and come DOWN
the hill on ski's, he was knocked unconscious by the chairlift. He
called his insurance company from the hospital, but they said they
were refusing to cover the injury.
"WHAT?!?" yelled Bubba at the phone.
"And just why wouldn't you cover an injury like this?" he
complained.
"You got hit in the head by a chairlift," Bubba's insurance
rep said. "That makes you a freaking moron... and we consider that to
be pre- existing
condition."
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> I
just received these helpful holiday tips and since the season is fast
approaching, I thought it would be nice to pass these along and wish
all of you a happy and festive holiday season.
HOLIDAY EATING
TIPS
1. Avoid carrot sticks. Anyone who puts carrots on a holiday
buffet table knows nothing of the Christmas spirit. In fact, if you
see carrots, leave immediately. Go next door, where they're serving
rum balls.
2. Drink as much eggnog as you can. And quickly.
Like fine single- malt scotch, it's rare. In fact, it's even rarer than
single-malt scotch. You can't find it any other time of year but now.
So drink up! Who cares that it has 10,000 calories in every sip? It's
not as if you're going to turn into an eggnog-alcoholic or something.
It's a treat. Enjoy it. Have one for me. Have two. It's later than
you think. It's Christmas!
3. If something comes with gravy,
use it. That's the whole point of gravy. Gravy does not stand alone.
Pour it on. Make a volcano out of your mashed potatoes. Fill it with
gravy. Eat the volcano. Repeat.
4. As for mashed potatoes, always ask if
they're made with skim milk or whole milk. If it's skim, pass. Why
bother? It's like buying a sports car with an automatic
transmission.
5. Do not have a snack before going to a party in an effort
to control your eating. The whole point of going to a Christmas party
is to eat other people's food for free. Lots of it. Hello?
6.
Under no circumstances should you exercise between now and New Year's.
You can do that in January when you have nothing else to do. This is
the time for long naps, which you'll need after circling the buffet
table while carrying a 10-pound plate of food and that vat of
eggnog.
7. If you come across something really good at a buffet
table, like frosted Christmas cookies in the shape and size of Santa,
position yourself near them and don't budge. Have as many as you can
before becoming the center of attention. They're like a beautiful pair
of shoes. If you leave them behind, you're never going to see them
again.
8. Same for pies. Apple. Pumpkin. Mincemeat. Have a slice of each.
Or if you don't like mincemeat, have two apples and one pumpkin.
Always have three. When else do you get to have more than one dessert?
Labor Day?
9. Did someone mention fruitcake? Granted, it's
loaded with the mandatory celebratory calories, but avoid it at all
cost. I mean, have some standards.
10. One final tip: If you
don't feel terrible when you leave the party or get up from the table,
you haven't been paying attention. Re- read tips; start over, but hurry,
January is just around the corner.
Remember this motto to live by: "Life
should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving
safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in
sideways, chocolate in one hand, martini in the other, body thoroughly
used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO what a
ride!"
Have a great holiday
season!
><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> It
was 6 p.m., and I was about to leave the coin laundry where I was
employed. My boss called me over and asked if I would mind dropping
off someone's laundry on my way home. "It's for my cousin," she
apologized, "who's eight months pregnant and can't get out much
anymore." I cheerfully agreed and, driving to the address, knocked at
the door. A little girl, the sister-to-be, answered.
"Hi, there," I
said with a big smile. "Is your mommy home?" Holding up the white
bundle of clothes, I explained, "I have a delivery for
her."
The child's mouth dropped, and her eyes went wide. "Mom!"
she shrieked, "come quick! It's the
stork!"
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
Received
from: Lorraine A police officer had been told by his sergeant that he was to
bring up his quota of speeding fines, he decided to park and use his
radar gun flashing the cars as they drove by on a busy street. Well
one hour went by then two and no one was speeding. After about six
hours a lone car came speeding by at well over the limit, the
officer turned on his lights and siren and pulled the car over. As
the officer approached the drivers window he remarked "I've been
waiting for you all day" and the driver replied, "Well I got here as
fast as I could!"
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from: Marty A soldier was about to go on a tour of duty in Europe. He
promised his wife that he would be absolutely faithful to her. He
said, "While the other guys are going out with French, Italian and
Spanish girls, I will stay in and learn to play a musical instrument."
So, the next day, when she saw him off at the airport, she gave him a
mouth organ. Six months later she was at the airport again to greet
him upon his return. As he began to embrace her, she said, "Wait a
minute! Before you do anything else, let me hear you play that mouth
organ."
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Received from: Diana Ever
notice how it's a penny for your thoughts, yet you put in your two
cents? Someone is making a penny on the deal!
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Received from: Gerry A Japanese tourist flies into
Vancouver. He takes a taxi to the centre of town. Along the way he
observes that everything in British Columbia seems to move at a much
slower pace than it does in Tokyo. Unable to contain himself, he says
to the cabbie, "Your taxis are too slow. Japanese taxis go very fast!
Look at your buses. They move at a snail's pace. In Japan buses run
like hell! Look at the speed of your motorcycles. Japanese motorcycles
barrel along!" At the end of the journey, the taxi fare has amounted
to $70. "What!" exclaims the furious Japanese tourist. "Your taxi
meter runs too fast." "Yes why not?" replies the cabbie. "It's made in
Japan, after all!"
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from: Bruce A boy is about to go on his first date, and is nervous about what
to talk about. He asks his father for advice.
The father
replies: "My son, there are three subjects that always work. These are
food, family, and philosophy."
The boy picks up his date and they go to a
soda fountain. Ice cream sodas in front of them, they stare at each
other for a long time, as the boy's nervousness builds, he remembers
his father's advice, and chooses the first topic.
He asks the
girl: "Do you like potato pancakes?"
She says "No," and the silence
returns.
After a few more uncomfortable minutes, the boy thinks of
his father's suggestion and turns to the second item on the
list.
He asks, "Do you have a brother?"
Again, the girl says "No"
and there is silence once again.
The boy then plays his last card. He
thinks of his father's advice and asks: "If you did have a brother, do
you think he would like potato pancakes?"
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Received from: Bruce Bubba came visitin' up north,
and decided he wanted to go and do something he could never do in
South Alabama... SNOW SKIING ...
Unfortunately, before he ever made it UP
the hill so's he could *try* and come DOWN the hill on ski's, he was
knocked unconscious by the chairlift. He called his insurance company
from the hospital, but they said they were refusing to cover the
injury.
"WHAT?!?" yelled Bubba at the phone. "And just why wouldn't you
cover an injury like this?" he complained.
"You got hit in the
head by a chairlift," Bubba's insurance rep said. "That makes you a
freaking moron... and we consider that to be pre- existing
condition."
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pa2ti A guy comes in with a frog on his head, and the bartender says,
"Where did you get that?" And the frog says, "It started out as a
little bump on my butt."
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from: Bruce I just received these helpful holiday tips and since the season
is fast approaching, I thought it would be nice to pass these along
and wish all of you a happy and festive holiday season.
HOLIDAY
EATING TIPS
1. Avoid carrot sticks. Anyone who puts carrots on a holiday
buffet table knows nothing of the Christmas spirit. In fact, if you
see carrots, leave immediately. Go next door, where they're serving
rum balls.
2. Drink as much eggnog as you can. And quickly.
Like fine single- malt scotch, it's rare. In fact, it's even rarer than
single-malt scotch. You can't find it any other time of year but now.
So drink up! Who cares that it has 10,000 calories in every sip? It's
not as if you're going to turn into an eggnog-alcoholic or something.
It's a treat. Enjoy it. Have one for me. Have two. It's later than
you think. It's Christmas!
3. If something comes with gravy,
use it. That's the whole point of gravy. Gravy does not stand alone.
Pour it on. Make a volcano out of your mashed potatoes. Fill it with
gravy. Eat the volcano. Repeat.
4. As for mashed potatoes, always ask if
they're made with skim milk or whole milk. If it's skim, pass. Why
bother? It's like buying a sports car with an automatic
transmission.
5. Do not have a snack before going to a party in an effort
to control your eating. The whole point of going to a Christmas party
is to eat other people's food for free. Lots of it. Hello?
6.
Under no circumstances should you exercise between now and New Year's.
You can do that in January when you have nothing else to do. This is
the time for long naps, which you'll need after circling the buffet
table while carrying a 10-pound plate of food and that vat of
eggnog.
7. If you come across something really good at a buffet
table, like frosted Christmas cookies in the shape and size of Santa,
position yourself near them and don't budge. Have as many as you can
before becoming the center of attention. They're like a beautiful pair
of shoes. If you leave them behind, you're never going to see them
again.
8. Same for pies. Apple. Pumpkin. Mincemeat. Have a slice of each.
Or if you don't like mincemeat, have two apples and one pumpkin.
Always have three. When else do you get to have more than one dessert?
Labor Day?
9. Did someone mention fruitcake? Granted, it's
loaded with the mandatory celebratory calories, but avoid it at all
cost. I mean, have some standards.
10. One final tip: If you
don't feel terrible when you leave the party or get up from the table,
you haven't been paying attention. Re- read tips; start over, but hurry,
January is just around the corner.
Remember this motto to live by: "Life
should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving
safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in
sideways, chocolate in one hand, martini in the other, body thoroughly
used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO what a
ride!"
Have a great holiday season!
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Received from: B.B. It was 6 p.m., and I was about to leave
the coin laundry where I was employed. My boss called me over and
asked if I would mind dropping off someone's laundry on my way home.
"It's for my cousin," she apologized, "who's eight months pregnant and
can't get out much anymore." I cheerfully agreed and, driving to the
address, knocked at the door. A little girl, the sister-to-be,
answered.
"Hi, there," I said with a big smile. "Is your mommy home?"
Holding up the white bundle of clothes, I explained, "I have a
delivery for her."
The child's mouth dropped, and her eyes went
wide. "Mom!" she shrieked, "come quick! It's the stork!"
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that concerns me, it's the sudden stop at the end.
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Received from: B.B. Watch your thoughts; they become words.
Watch your words; they become actions. Watch your actions; they become
habits. Watch your habits; they become character. Watch your
character; it becomes your destiny. - Frank Outlaw
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Received from: B.B. THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS (Texas
Style)
'Twas the night before Christmas - In Texas, you know, Way out on
the prairie, Without any snow.
Asleep in their cabin...Were
Buddy and Sue, A'dreamin' of Christmas, Like me and like
you.
Not stockings, but boots ...At the foot of their bed, For this was
in Texas, What more need be said.
When all of a sudden...From
out the still night, There came such a ruckus - It gave me a
fright.
And I saw 'cross the prairie...Like a shot from a gun, A loaded
up buckboard - Come out at a run.
The driver was geein' ... And
hawin' with will, And horses, not reindeer, He drove with such
skill.
C'mon, Buck and Poncho, And Prince to the right, There'll be
plenty travelin' ... For y'all tonight.
The driver, in
Wranglers - And a shirt that was red, Had a 10-gallon Stetson ... On
top of his head.
As he stepped from his buckboard ...He was really a
sight, A beard and a moustache - So curly and white.
As he
burst in the cabin, The children awoke, And were both so astonished
...That neither one spoke.
He filled up their boots ...With such presents
galore That neither could think - Of a single thing more.
When
Buddy recovered ...The use of his jaws, He asked in a whisper, 'Are
you Santa Claus?' 'Am I the real Santa? Well, what do you think?' And
he smiled as he gave ...A mysterious wink.
Then he leapt in the buckboard
...And said in his drawl, 'To the children of Texas, Merry Christmas,
y'all!
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Johnson had quintuplets. Isn't that something? Did you know that
happens only once in four million times?
My gosh, when did they ever
have time to go to
work?
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> I
had worked late, and my Labrador was so overjoyed to see me arrive
home that he jumped up just as I leaned down. Our heads collided, and
I sported an impressive shiner for several weeks. I had to repeat
frequently to co-workers and friends how I came by it, and one day on
the elevator, a secretary whom I hadn't seen for some time looked at
my black eye and exclaimed, "My goodness, what happened to you?"
"The
dog did it," I wearily replied.
A man standing next to us looked over at
me and said knowingly, "Ahh, you must own a
boxer."
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commemorate her 69th birthday on October 1, actress/vocalist, Julie
Andrews, made a special appearance at Manhattan's Radio City Music
Hall for the benefit of the AARP. One of the musical numbers she
performed was "My Favorite Things" from the legendary movie "Sound Of
Music." Here are the lyrics she used:
Maalox and nose drops and needles
for knitting, Walkers and handrails and new dental fittings, Bundles
of magazines tied up in string, These are a few of my favorite
things.
Cadillacs and cataracts and hearing aids and glasses, Polident
and Fixodent and false teeth in glasses, Pacemakers, golf carts
and porches with swings, These are a few of my favorite
things.
When the pipes leak, When the bones creak, When the knees go bad,
I simply remember my favorite things, And then I don't feel so
bad.
Hot tea and crumpets and corn pads for bunions, No spicy hot food
or food cooked with onions, Bathrobes and heating pads and hot
meals they bring, These are a few of my favorite things.
Back
pains, confused brains, and no fear of sinnin', Thin bones and
fractures and hair that is thinnin', And we won't mention our short
shrunken frames, When we remember our favorite things.
When the
joints ache, When the hips break, When the eyes grow dim, Then I
remember the great life I've had, And then I don't feel so bad.
(Ms.
Andrews received a standing ovation from the crowd that lasted over
four minutes and repeated
encores.) <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
Actual
Classified Ads
In a Los Angeles daily: "Wanted: man to work on nuclear
fissionable isotope molecular reactive counters and three-phase
cyclotronic photosynthesizers. No experience necessary."
In the
Southern Illinois University student newspaper: "Sweet old lady wishes
to correspond with S.I.U. undergraduate. Prefers six-foot male with
brown eyes answering to initials J.D.B. Signed, His Mother."
From a
Miami Beach weekly: " Having trouble with your husband coming home
late or not at all? Let us make a confidential investigation for you.
Special discount if your husband is a senior
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to end this weeks collection of ggg...are a few cartoons.
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PRINT IT EVERY YEAR
This is coming around again during the
Christmas holidays & what a good reminder for all of us that are truly
blessed!
If you've never seen this, it will
thrill your heart; if you have seen it click it off, if you can. I
couldn't. It's beautiful and the prayer at the end is something we all
need to do for the benefit of each other
The Big Wheel
In September 1960, I woke up one morning
with six hungry babies and just 75 cents in my pocket. Their father
was gone. The boys ranged from three months to seven years; their sister
was two.
Their dad had never been much more than
a presence they feared. Whenever they heard his tires crunch on the gravel
driveway, they would scramble to hide under their beds. He did manage to
leave $15 a week to buy groceries.
Now that he had decided to leave, there
would be no more beatings--but no food either. If there was a welfare
system in effect in southern Indiana at that time, I certainly knew
nothing about it. I scrubbed the kids until they looked brand new and then
put on my best homemade dress. I loaded them into the rusty old 51 Chevy
and drove off to find a job.
The seven of us went to every factory,
store, and restaurant in our small town. No luck. The kids stayed crammed
into the car and tried to be quiet while I tried to convince whoever would
listen that I was willing to learn or do anything. I had to have a job. Still no
luck.
The last place we went to, just a
few miles out of town, was an old Root Beer Barrel drive-in that had been
converted to a truck stop. It was called the Big Wheel. An old lady named Granny
owned the place and she peeked out of the window from time to time at all
those kids. She needed someone on the graveyard shift, 11 at night until
seven in the morning. She paid 65 cents an hour and I could start that
night. I raced home and called the teenager down the street that baby-sat
for people. I bargained with her to come and sleep on my sofa for a dollar
a night. She could arrive with her pajamas on and the kids would already
be asleep. This seemed like a good arrangement to her, so we made a deal.
That night when the little ones
and I knelt to say our prayers we all thanked God for finding Mommy a job.
And so I started at the Big Wheel.
When I got home in the mornings, I woke
the baby-sitter up and sent her home with one dollar of my tip
money--fully half of what I averaged every night.
As the weeks went by, heating bills
added a strain to my meager wage. The tires on the old Chevy had the
consistency of penny balloons and began to leak. I had to fill them with
air on the way to work and again every morning before I could go home.
One bleak fall morning, I dragged
myself to the car to go home and found four tires in the back seat. New
tires! There was no note, no nothing, just those beautiful brand new tires. Had
angels taken up residence in Indiana?
I wondered.
I made a deal with the local service
station. In exchange for his mounting the new tires, I would clean up his
office. I remember it took me a lot longer to scrub his floor than it did
for him to do the tires.
I was now working six nights instead of
five and it still wasn't enough. Christmas was coming and I knew there
would be no money for toys for the kids. I found a can of red paint and
started repairing and painting some old toys. Then I hid them in the
basement so there would be something for Santa to deliver on Christmas
morning. Clothes were a worry too. I was sewing patches on top of patches
on the boys' pants, and soon they would be too far gone to repair.
On Christmas Eve the usual
customers were drinking coffee in the Big Wheel.
These were the truckers, Les,
Frank, and Jim, and a state trooper named Joe. A few musicians were
hanging around after a gig at the Legion and were dropping nickels in the
pinball machine. The regulars all just sat around and talked through the
wee hours of the morning and then left to get home before the sun came up.
When it was time for me to go home at
seven o'clock on Christmas morning, I hurried to the car. I was hoping the kids
wouldn't wake up before I managed to get home and get the presents from
the basement and place them under the tree. (We had cut down a small cedar
tree by the side of the road down by the dump.)
It was still dark and I couldn't
see much, but there appeared to be some dark shadows in the car--or was
that just a trick of the night?! Something certainly looked different, but
it was hard to tell what.
When I reached the car, I peered warily
into one of the side windows. Then my jaw dropped in amazement. My old
battered Chevy was filled full to the top with boxes of all shapes and
sizes. I quickly opened the driver's side door, scrambled inside and
kneeled in the front facing the back seat.
Reaching back, I pulled off the lid of
the top box. Inside was whole case of little blue jeans, sizes 2-10! I
looked inside another box. It was full of shirts to go with the jeans.
Then I peeked inside some of the other boxes. There was candy and nuts and
bananas and bags of groceries. There was an enormous ham for baking and
canned vegetables and potatoes. There was pudding and Jell-O and cookies,
pie filling and flour. There was a whole bag of laundry supplies and
cleaning items. And there were five toy trucks and one beautiful little
doll.
I drove back through empty streets
as the sun slowly rose on the most amazing Christmas Day of my life,
sobbing with gratitude. And I will never forget the joy on the faces of my
little ones that precious morning.
Yes, there were angels in Indiana that
long-ago December. And they all hung out at the Big Wheel truck stop.
THE POWER OF PRAYER When you
receive this, say a prayer. That's all you have to do. There is nothing
attached. This is powerful. Just send this to four people and do not break this,
please. Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive. There is no cost but a
lot of rewards. Let's continue praying for one another.
Father, please bless my friends reading
this right now. Lord, show them a new revelation of Your love and power.
Holy Spirit, may You minister to their spirit at this very moment.
Amen.
Passing this on to anyone you
consider a friend will bless you both. Passing this on to one not considered a
friend is in the holiday spirit.
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The Greatest Gift Of All
"So faith, hope, love
remain, these three; but the greatest of these is love." 1 Corinthians Chapter
13
Winter has arrived ahead of schedule this
year. Tonight, I look out my window and see softly falling flakes of snow
drifting in the dim light of the old lamp post in my front yard. How many times
I've looked out and seen this same winterscape I cannot count. I wonder how many
times I've looked at nearly the same scene and went about whatever business
seemed important to me at the time. And how many times I've never really seen
anything at all as life passed by me; and I never really saw anything. At
all.
But tonight I'm feeling wistful and pensive. Not sad. Just
thoughtful. I guess life is flowing by faster than I ever imagined it could. I
suppose none of us at age twenty-five can fathom the value of time; seasons come
and go and here it is Christmastime again. And, it really felt strange this
night to think that Christmas is only about a week away.
When I was
child a whole week to wait for Christmas to arrive seemed a painfully long time.
Counting down the days and hours made it seem even longer. But Christmas did
come - it came and went; it came and went many times and now here I am, many
years older, and hopefully, many years wiser, looking back over all those
Christmases past. A week until Christmas? And it will come and be gone in a
blink of an eye.
As I look back at Christmases past, the ones I remember
most are the ones where I had the least. Perhaps the lavish gifts of the more
prosperous years got in the way of the greatest gift of all. Maybe I buried the
greatest gift under mountains of other less important gifts. You know the ones,
those gifts that soon find their way into the dark, forgotten corners of
cluttered closets. The ones that eventually end up discarded in the
trash.
It's such a difficult time now for the younger people in our
world. It's hard recognize the greatest gift when television commercials try to
teach us that we can buy someone's love with something as cheap as a diamond.
For what kind of love is love that must be purchased?
And, sadly it's true - sometimes it can be very hard to
see any evidence of the true Spirit or Meaning of Christmas anywhere around us
today. But, the Spirit of Christmas is like the wind; just because we cannot see
it, does not mean it is not there. If you keep Christmas in your heart, then
Christmas will be everywhere you go.
Christmas is almost here again. And
whether or not anyone believes in Christmas, does not matter to me. I believe in
Christmas. And, all those like me, who believe in Christmas will keep Christmas
alive despite those who try so hard to destroy it.
It now falls upon those of us who still believe in
Christmas to keep the bright Torch of Christmas burning for this generation and
the next. I am certain that if we do, the glow from that Torch will continue to
light the world. All we have to do is keep the Torch burning. And, never, ever
let it grow dim.
Over two thousand years ago a child was born in
Bethlehem and during His short time upon this earth, He taught everyone,
(believer and non-believer alike) the same lesson: Love others as you love
yourself.
This Christmas be an example. Keep the torch of Christmas
burning. It really doesn't matter what anyone else thinks; it only matters what
you think. Say "Merry Christmas" with a smile and you'll keep the the Spirit of
Christmas alive. And it will remain alive forever.
Carry the Torch of Christmas wherever you go, and never
let its fire die. Remember to love those that do not believe as you do as much
as those who do.
Be cheerful and compassionate; be understanding of
others and have faith. Set a shining example by carrying the Torch of Christmas
and holding it high. Let the world see your Christmas spirit and let the glow
from it light the world.
Be gentle, be kind, be understanding; be
tolerant of others who do not believe as you do, in this world there will be
many. And be of good cheer. Remember the Reason for Christmas. Celebrate
Christmas in your own tradition and in your own way because it is your right to
do so. Remember those who are less fortunate than you and help them as much as
you can.
This Christmas remember to give greatest gift of all.
The greatest gift of all costs you nothing. You'll be far richer by giving it
than by receiving it. And even the poorest among you can afford it.
Carry the Torch of Christmas with you during this final
week before Christmas and light the way for others. Say "Merry Christmas" and
really mean it. This is the season of love and peace. Long ago Jesus came into
this world and showed the world His love and brought His message of peace to all
those who would listen. Honor Him this Christmas by showing the world your love.
Be a bearer of the Torch of Christmas and hold it high
for all to see. Only you can keep the Torch burning. Do it for yourself, do it
for your children and do it for their children. Future generations depend on all
of us who hold Christmas dear to keep Christmas alive. Christmas will never die
as long as we keep Christmas in our hearts and never let the Torch of Christmas
grow dark. Over two thousand years ago, the Star of Bethlehem shone brightly for
all the world to see; let the Spirit of Christmas within you burn just as
brightly - and let all the world see.
This Christmas make the first gift you give the very
best one: Give the greatest gift of all; give the gift of
love.
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Earnhardts' $600 million project to be
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Police: Security guard faces charges
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Redesigned stock car could cause
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born Oliver Springs, TN 1897.
Joe Zinkan, multi-instrumentalist/back-up
singer/session player, born Indianapolis, IN 1918.
Shelby Singleton, recording executive/record
producer, born Waskom, TX 1932.
Jim Glaser, singer/songwriter, born
Spalding, NE 1937.
Molly O'Day's first recording session for
Columbia 1946.
Ernest Tubb recorded "Waiting For A Train"
1947.
Hank Snow recorded "I Don't Hurt Anymore"
1953.
Jeff Carson, singer/songwriter, born Tulsa,
OK 1964.
Don Williams debuted on the charts with "The
Shelter Of Your Eyes," 1972.
Jenny Lou Carson "Lucille Overstake," age
63, died in 1978.
Johnny Cash was hospitalized in Nashville,
for a bleeding ulcer 1983.
Si Siman, age 73, entertainment
executive/producer/promoter died 1994.
Keith Gattis' first album "Keith Gattis,"
released by RCA in 1996.
Nicolette Larson, age 45, recording artist,
died of liver failure 1997.
Kenny Chesney's single "I Lost It" with Pam
Tillis singing back-up, charted in 2000.
Sara Evans #1 country hit "Born To Fly"
crossed over on Billboard's Top 40 in 2000.
During Brad Paisley's 36th guest appearance on the
Grand Ole Opry, Little Jimmy Dickens, and
Jeannie Sealy, extended an invitation to Brad to join the Grand Ole Opry in
2000. Brad cried, said yes, and Mr. Acuff smiled down from heaven. Brad
was inducted on February 17th, 2001.
Stuart Adamson, age 43,
singer/songwriter/guitarist, was found dead in his Hawaii hotel room
2001. Adamson, was reported missing from his Nashville residence on
November 7th. The cause of death was alcohol related.
Wynonna Judd pled guilty to Drunk Driving in
a Nashville Court 2003. She lost her driving privileges for one year, and
was sentenced to perform 200 hours of community service. In addition, she was
sentenced to serve eleven months and twenty-nine days in jail. The jail time was
suspended, and she will serve that time on probation. After paying $350.00 in
fines and court costs Wynonna was released.
Suzy Boggus appeared in concert at
Nashville's Belcourt Theater in 2004. This show was part of her Holiday
Tour.
Martha Carson, age 83, died in Nashville
2004. Martha became a member of the Grand Ole Opry in
1952.
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Dallas Jones, of the "Leake County Revelers"
born 1889.
Karl Victor Davis of the Cumberland Ridge
Runners, and WLS's National Barn Dance, born Mt. Vernon, KY 1905.
Spade Cooley, west coast superstar, born
Grand, OK 1910.
Frankie Miller, singer/songwriter/recording
artist, born Victoria, TX 1930.
Nat Stuckey born Cass County, TX
1933.
Sharon White of "The Whites," born Wichita
Falls, TX 1953.
Roy Husky Jr., session musician/ bassist,
born Nashville, TN 1956.
Marty Robbins released "Knee Deep In The
Blues/The Same Two Lips," 1956.
Patsy Cline recorded "She's Got You," for
Decca 1961. This was her second #1 single,
and her last.
Duane Propes "Little Texas," born Longview,
TX 1966.
Tracy Byrd born Vidor, TX 1966.
Merle Haggard's first #1 single "The
Fugitive," written by Liz Anderson, was released 1966.
The Judds made their final TV appearance
1990. Naomi retired a short time later
for health reasons.
Herman Harper "Carol Lee Singers," died
1993.
Rex Allen Sr., age 77, the Arizona Cowboy,
died 1999. The singer/actor was accidentally killed in
Tucson, AZ when his caregiver ran over him
with a car.
Doug Stone was onboard a commercial airplane
that crash-landed at Chicago's O'Hare Field in 1999. American Airlines
flight 1243 skidded off the runway, and into a ditch. Stone was not injured in
the incident.
Harold "Dusty" Rhodes, age 89, died in Los
Angeles in 2000. Rhodes was the inventor of the electric
piano.
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Wilf Carter, a.k.a. Montana Slim,
vocals/guitarist born Port Hilford, Nova Scotia, Canada 1904.
Joe Galante, record executive, born Queens,
NY 1949.
Hometown Jamboree debuted on Southern
California TV 1949. The final broadcast aired
9-12-1959.
Elvis Presley recorded "Milkcow Blues
Boogie/You're A Heartbreaker" for Sun 1954.
Pee Wee King debuted his weekly TV show on
WBBM Chicago 1954.
Justin Tubb recorded "I Gotta Go Get My
Baby" 1954.
Cledus T. Judd "James Barry Poole," born
Crowe Springs, GA 1964.
British singer/songwriter, Kristy MacColl, age 41, was
run over by a speedboat and killed in 2000. The accident occurred in
Mexico.
**** COUNTRY MUSIC NEWS ****
SARA ANNOUNCES TOUR
SCHEDULE
Sara Evans has announced her upcoming tour schedule for
2007 as she goes through her divorce from husband Craig Schelske.
December 14, 2006 – Sara’s tour officially kicks off on New Year’s Eve
in Mt. Pleasant, Mich., then picks up Jan. 12 in Charlotte. She’ll tour
extensively through March and resume toward the end of June. Sara announced that
she was filing for divorce in October, which led to her leaving the TV show
Dancing With the Stars. Since that time, she has released a gift book with the
same title as her single “You’ll Always Be My Baby.” Sara has called the book a
thank-you to her fans for supporting her during the divorce
process.
Trick Pony to Play
Its Final Show at Wildhorse Saloon
The band Trick Pony will play its final show
at Nashville's Wildhorse Saloon on Wednesday night. The concert
will be recorded for a live album on Curb Records. Lead
vocalist Heidi Newfield is leaving the band to pursue a solo
career next year Ira Dean and Keith Burns have been
auditioning singers to replace her, and their choice is expected
to be Aubrey Collins, a singer-songwriter originally
from Littleton, Colo. Trick Pony got its start 10 years ago
at the Wildhorse and landed a Warner Bros. record deal
there. The trio's one Top 10 hit, "On a Night Like This,"
was released in
2001.
Carrie Underwood to Tour With USO
Carrie Underwood has announced plans for a USO tour
to the Persian Gulf this winter although no specific
dates or locations have been revealed due to security
reasons. Underwood wrapped her concert tour with Brad Paisley
on Friday night in Chicago. Her next domestic tour date
is Dec. 31 at Mystic Lake Casino in Prior Lake,
Minn. Underwood also sang "Jesus, Take the Wheel" during
her first appearance on Oprah on Monday, then joined
Tony Bennett, Michael Buble and Josh Groban to sing
Stevie Wonder's "For Once in My
Life."
Sugarland goes double platinum
Sugarland's
"Enjoy The Ride" has gone platinum, meaning it has sold more than 1 million
units since it was released Nov. 7.
"After only five weeks, one single and a platinum
certification, this album has already proved itself a success," said Universal
Music Group Nashville's Co-Chairman Luke Lewis. "This solidifies Sugarland's
path to superstardom."
In addition to writing or co-writing all 11
tracks, lead members Jennifer Nettles and Kristian Bush have also achieved
multi-platinum status with their debut album "Twice The Speed of Life" and
garnered back-to-back number two singles and digital platinum honors with "Baby
Girl" and "Something More."
**** Amy's Kitchen
****
Tony Romas Baby Back
Ribs Crockpot Recipe Tips
The pork needs to be cooked till it is
well done and will take quite a while on both low and high settings for a
Crockpot. Make sure to check if ribs are fully cooked before serving. Just
like the beef ribs, baby back pork ribs are also great with Tony Romas
barbecue sauce. For those that know how great ribs taste after being slow
cooked, the Crockpot is a great cooking appliance for any types of ribs as it
makes the meat so soft and fall of the bone.
Very delicious.
Tony
Romas Baby Back Ribs
2 racks of baby back ribs 1
bottle of Tony Romas Carolina Honey barbeque sauce
Directions Marinate
the ribs in the barbeque sauce for at least 4 hours in a ziplock bag. cut the
racks in half, place in bag, and pour the barbecue sauce over the ribs. Shake
and let marinate. Next place the ribs in the Crockpot and cook on low for
around 10 hours so ribs will be very soft.
HOT BACON & SWISS
DIP W/ PITA CHIPS 1 (8 oz.) pkg. cream
cheese 1/2 c. Miracle Whip salad dressing 4 oz.
Swiss cheese, shredded 2 tbsp. green onion slices
8 slices bacon, crisply cooked, crumbled 1/2 c. buttery
crackers, crushed
PITA CRISPS:-- 2 whole
wheat pita bread rounds 3 tbsp. margarine 1/4 c.
sesame seed, toasted
Directions: Dip:
Microwave cream cheese on 50% power for 30 seconds. Mix in salad
dressing, Swiss cheese and onions until well blended. Spoon into
2 1/2 cup casserole. Microwave on HIGH for 4 minutes or until
thoroughly heated. Sprinkle with bacon and cracker crumbs. Makes
2 cups. --
Crisps: Cut each pita into eighths. Split each
triangle in half along outside seam. Spread rough side of each
triangle with margarine. Sprinkle with sesame seeds. Place
triangles on cookie sheet. Bake at 375 degrees for 8 - 10
minutes until crisp. Serve with hot dip.
Hot Mulled Apple Cider (Wassail)
Serves 4
Ingredients 1 quart (4 cups) water Sugar-free apple cider drink mix
4 cinnamon sticks 1 whole nutmeg 2 tablespoons lemon juice 1
teaspoon grated lemon peel 2 oranges 2 teaspoons cloves, whole
Instructions Following the directions on the package, combine the
appropriate amount of sugar-free apple cider drink mix with 4 cups of water
in a large, heavy saucepan. Add the cinnamon, nutmeg, lemon juice, and lemon
peel. Keep the oranges whole and leave the peel on. Press 1 teaspoon's
worth of cloves into each orange and add them to the pot. Bring to a
simmer over high heat; simmer 10 minutes. Remove from heat; let steep
5 minutes. Using a slotted spoon, lift out oranges and
discard.
**** TODAY'S USELESS FACT
****
Which presidents were left-handed?
According to our U.S. Presidents
category, there are seven
presidential southpaws:
James A. Garfield
Herbert
Hoover
Harry S. Truman
Gerald Ford
Ronald
Reagan
George Bush
Bill Clinton
Note that that three of the
last four Commanders-in-Chief wrote with their left hand.
****A PARTING THOUGHT ****
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