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TUESDAY AUGUST  14,2007


THOUGHT FOR TODAY: "All the Constitution guarantees is the pursuit of happiness. You have to catch up with it by yourself." --Ben Franklin


Way Back in about 1945.

We had a neighbor who was so slow that his nick-name was "Lightnin."
One day my dad and a friend were out back solving all the problems of
the war and all when Lightnin rode up on his mule. As they were solving
these problems, Dad idly walked behind the mule with a turpentine soaked
corn cob. He lifted the mules tail and swiped it just one time. If
"Lightnin" and his
mule haven't passed your house today, they should be there soon.
AND ITHOUGHT ONLY RAINDEER COULD FLY
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There was a gentleman in the hospital bed next to me. He was
covered with bandages from head to toe. I said to him, "What do
you do for a living?"

He said, "I'm a former window washer."

I asked, "When did you give it up?"

He replied, "Halfway down."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A lady took her friend to get her car from the mechanic.
When her friend came out she asked her, "Is everything
okay with your car now?"

Her friend said, "Yes, thank goodness. I was worried that
the mechanic might try to take advantage of me, so I was
relieved when he told me all I needed was twenty dollars
worth of blinker fluid."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
What Not To Put On Your Resume

1. "I have lurnt Word Perfect 6.0 computor and spreadsheet
pogroms."
2. "Am a perfectionist and rarely if if ever forget details."
3. "Received a plague for Salesperson of the Year."
4. "Wholly responsible for two (2) failed financial institutions."
5. "Reason for leaving last job: maturity leave."
6. "Failed bar exam with relatively high grades."
7. "It's best for employers that I not work with people."
8. "Let's meet, so you can 'ooh' and 'aah' over my experience."
9. "I was working for my mom until she decided to move."
10. "Marital status: single. Unmarried. Unengaged. Uninvolved. No
commitments."
11. "I have an excellent track record, although I am not a horse."
12. "I am loyal to my employer at all costs. Please feel free to
respond to my resume on my office voice mail."
13. "My goal is to be a meteorologist. But since I possess no
training in Meteorology, I suppose I should try stock brokerage."
14. "I procrastinate, especially when the task is unpleasant."
15. "Personal interests: donating blood. Fourteen gallons so far."
16. "Instrumental in ruining entire operation for a Midwest chain
store."
17. "Note: Please don't misconstrue my 14 jobs as "job-hopping". "
I have never quit a job."
18. "Marital status: often. Children: various."
19. "The company made me a scapegoat, just like my three previous
employers."
20. "Finished eighth in class of ten."
21. "References: none. I've left a path of destruction behind me."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Subject: Murder At Kroger's

Tired of constantly being broke and stuck in an unhappy marriage, a young Husband decided to solve both problems by taking out a large insurance policy on his wife, with himself as the beneficiary, and arranging to have her killed. A "friend of a friend" put him in touch with a nefarious underworld figure who went by the name of "Artie." Artie explained to the husband that his going price for snuffing out a spouse
was $5,000. The husband said he was willing to pay that amount but that he wouldn't have any cash on hand until he could collect his wife's insurance money. Artie insisted on being paid something up front. The man opened up his wallet, displaying the single dollar bill that rested inside. Artie sighed, rolled his eyes, and reluctantly agreed to accept the dollar as down payment for the dirty deed. A few days later, Artie followed the man's wife to the local Kroger grocery store. There, he surprised her in the produce department and proceeded to strangle her with his gloved hands. As the poor unsuspecting woman drew her last breath and slumped to the floor, the manager of the produce department stumbled unexpectedly onto the scene. Unwilling to leave any witnesses behind, Artie had no choice but to strangle the produce manager as well. Unknown to Artie, the entire proceedings were captured by hidden cameras and observed by the store's security guard, who immediately called the police.

Artie was caught and arrested before he could leave the store. Under intense questioning at the police station, Artie revealed the sordid plan, including his financial arrangements with the hapless husband. And that is why, the next day in the newspaper, the headline declared...

[You're going to hate me for this] OK here it is................

"ARTIE CHOKES TWO FOR A DOLLAR AT KROGER'S"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~BaBs~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The department store Santa Claus was more
than a trifle surprised when a beautiful
young lady about twenty years old walked
up and sat on his lap. But Santa quickly
recovered, and started talking to the
college-type lass.

"And what do you want for Christmas?" asked
Santa.

"Something for my mother," said the young
lady.

"Well, that's what I call thoughtful," smiled
Santa. "What can I bring for your mother?"

After a moment's thought, the girl brightened,
turned to Santa, and said, "I'd like for her
to get a son-in-law."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Harold was an old man, he was sick, and he was in the hospital. There
was
one young nurse that just drove him crazy. Every time she came in, she
would talk to him like he was a little child. She would say in a
patronizing tone of voice, "And how are we doing this morning, or are we
ready for a bath, or are we hungry?"
Old Harold had had enough of this particular nurse. One day, Old Harold
had
received breakfast, and pulled the juice off the tray, and put it on his
bed
side stand. He had been given a Urine Bottle to fill for testing. The
juice
was apple juice. So..... you know where the juice went. The nurse came
in
a little later and picked up the urine bottle. She looks at it. "My,
but
it seems we are a little cloudy today....."
At this, Old Harold snatched the bottle out of her hand, pops off the
top,
and drinks it down, saying, "Well, I'll run it through again, and maybe
I
can filter it better this time."
The nurse fainted...... Old Harold just smiled
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Trooper Excuses
1. Please excuse me from this speeding ticket. My wife ran off with a
state
policeman and when I saw your flashing lights I didn't stop because I
thought you might be the trooper who is trying to bring her back to me.


2. When I was 16 I was pulled over for running a yellow light. When the
officer (male) asked why I had done it, I replied without thinking. "My
dog
was neutered today and I have to get home and check him out." Needless
to
say, I didn't get a ticket that day."


3. I was driving Braille in a old VW bug coming home from San Francisco
late one night with a friend and we had been drinking. A California
Highway
Patrol car stopped us and asked why my car was swaying back and forth
and if
I had been drinking. I told him that the front-end of my car was in
really
bad shape and couldn't help driving like that. I told him I had one
drink
and wasn't drunk. He gave me a sobriety test and somehow I passed and he
believed my story. He turned to the other patrolman and said..." I told
you
he probably had something wrong with his front-end." Then he let me
drive on
home. There wasn't anything wrong with my car!


4. Oh, officer, I've been living in Germany for so many years that I
forgot
how to read the signs in miles per hour. I sure am glad to be home and
have
someone remind me! He let me go with a warning.


5. Oh, I know what happened, my brother told me that he had some really
good tires for my old car here, but they were a little bit bigger than
the
old ones. That must have thrown off the cruise-control, because I had it
set
at 67 mph, like usual." I was scolded for trying to go two miles over
the
speed limit, and let go.


6. This guy was driving down the freeway and was stopped by the
California
Highway Patrol for talking on his cell phone, shaving with his electric
razor and steering the car with his elbow all at the same time!


7. A guy was driving down a country road, at night, in a convertible
and he
heard a loud noise in the back of his car. Apparently a deer was jumping
out
of the bush into the road and landed in the back seat of his car.
Needless
to say the man was very startled and was lucky not to get into an
accident.


8. A guy hit a deer and thought he killed it. Thinking that it would be
good eating, he put the deer in the back of his car. The deer was only
stunned and when it woke up it started to kick the driver tried to bite
him.
He pulled over with the deer still stuck in his car. As he was walking
to a
near by phone booth to call for help, a dog started to chase him and
trapped
him in the phone booth where he had to call the police and explain his
troubles.


9. This excuse I have actually used and it worked. I had gotten pulled
over
for speeding, and I told the cop I had dropped a cigarette in my lap,
and
while lifting my butt up to retrieve it, I must have inadvertently
pushed
down on the gas pedal...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Two bone weary public servants were working their little
hearts and souls out. Their department was just too busy
for staff to be able take flex time. But there had to be a way........
One
of the two public servants suddenly lifted his head. "I know how to get
some
time off work" the man whispered.

"How?" hissed the blonde at the next workstation.

Instead of answering, the man quickly looked around. No
sign of his Director. He jumped up on his desk, kicked out
a couple of ceiling tiles and hoisted himself up.

"Look!" he hissed, then swinging his legs over a metal pipe, hung upside
down.

Within seconds, the Director emerged from the Branch
Head's office at the far end of the floor. He saw the
worker hanging from the ceiling, and asked him what on
earth he thought he was doing.

"I'm a light bulb," answered the public servant.

"I think you need some time off," barked the Director. "Get
out of here - that's an order - and I don't want to see you back here
for at
least another two days! You understand me?"

"Yes sir" the public servant answered meekly, then jumped
down, logged off his computer and left.

The blonde was hot on his heels.

"Where do you think you're going?" the boss asked.

"Home," she said lightly. "I can't work in the dark."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A man goes into the doctor. He says, "Doc, you gotta check my leg.
-
Something's wrong. Just put your ear up to my thigh, you'll hear it!"
The doctor cautiously placed his ear to the man's thigh only to hear,
"Gimme 20 bucks, I really need 20 bucks."
-
"I've never seen or heard anything like this before, how long has this
been going on." The doctor
asked.
-
"That's nothing Doc. put your ear to my knee." The doctor put his
ear to the man's knee and heard it say "Man, I really need 10 dollars,
just lend me 10 bucks!!"
-
"Sir, I really don't know what to tell you. I've never seen anything
like this." The doctor was dumbfounded.
-
"Wait Doc, that's not it. There's more, just put your ear up to my
ankle," the man urged him.
The doctor did as the man said and was blown away to hear his ankle
plead,
"Please, I just need 5 dollars. Lend me 5 buck please if you will."
-
I have no idea what to tell you," the doctor said. "There's nothing
about it in my books," he said as he frantically searched all his
medical reference books. "I can make a well educated guess though.
-
- Based on life and all my previous experience I can tell you that your
leg seems to be broke in three places."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
An old hillbilly farmer had a wife who nagged
him unmercifully. From morning til night (and
sometimes later), she was always complaining
about something. The only time he got any
relief was when he was out plowing with his
old mule. He tried to plow a lot. One day, when
he was out plowing, his wife brought him lunch
in the field. He drove the old mule into the
shade, sat down on a stump, and began to eat
his lunch.

Immediately, his wife began haranguing him again.
Complain, nag, nag; it just went on and on. All
of a sudden, the old mule lashed out with both
hind feet; caught her smack in the back of the
head. Killed her dead on the spot.

At the funeral several days later, the minister
noticed something rather odd. When a woman mourner
would approach the old farmer, he would listen
for a minute, then nod his head in agreement; but
when a man mourner approached him, he would listen
for a minute, then shake his head in disagreement.
This was so consistent, the minister decided to
ask the old farmer about it.

So after the funeral, the minister spoke to the old
farmer, and asked him why he nodded his head and
agreed with the women, but always shook his head
and disagreed with all the men.

The old farmer said, "Well, the women would come
up and say something about how nice my wife looked,
or how pretty her dress was, so I'd nod my head in
agreement."

"And what about the men?" the minister asked.

"They wanted to know if the mule was for sale."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A piece of string walks into a bar, and the bartender says to
him, "Hey buddy! We don't serve pieces of string here! Can't
you read the sign?" And kicks the piece of string out of the bar.
So the piece of string sneaks back into the bar, and sits down,
and the bartender catches him. "Hey buddy! How many times do
I have to tell you? Get outta' here!" And kicks the piece of
string out again.
So the string is outside the bar, and decides to create a
disguise for himself to get inside. So he ties his head in
a knot, and roughs up the end on top and walks confidently
back into the bar and sits down. The bartender walks up to
him handing him a drink, and looking suspiciously at him,
says "Hey... weren't you that piece of string I kicked out
of here just a little while ago?" And the piece of string
replies "No, I'm afraid not!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You need to read this BEFORE Christmas.
****
Twas The Day After Christmas
Twas the day after Christmas, and all through the house,
Every creature was hurtin' even the mouse.
The toys were all broken, their batteries dead;
Santa passed out, with some ice on his head.

Wrapping and ribbons just covered the floor,
While upstairs the family continued to snore.

And I in my T-shirt, new Reeboks and jeans,
I went into the kitchen and started to clean.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the sink to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the curtains, and threw up the sash.

When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a little white truck, with an oversized mirror.

The driver was smiling, so lively and grand;
The patch on his jacket said "U.S. POSTMAN."

With a handful of bills, he grinned like a fox.
Then quickly he stuffed them into our mailbox.

Bill after bill, after bill, they still came.
Whistling and shouting he called them by name:
"Now Dillard's, now Broadway's, now Penny's and Sears
Here's Robinson's, Levitz's and Target's and Mervyn's.
To the tip or your limit, every store, every mall,
Now chargeaway-chargeaway-chargeaway all!"

He whooped and he whistled as he finished his work.
He filled up the box, and then turned with a jerk.
He sprang to his truck and he drove down the road,
Driving much faster with just half a load.

Then I heard him exclaim with great holiday cheer,
"ENJOY WHAT YOU BOUGHT.......

YOU'LL BE PAYING ALL YEAR!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
IT'A NOT ALLTHAT FAR AWAY YA KNOW.....
JIM
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A minister well known for his beautiful singing voice came home
visibly upset after consulting with a new widow about funeral
plans for her recently deceased husband. His wife asked him what
was wrong, and he revealed that the wife had asked him to sing
her husband's favorite song, "Jingle Bells," at the funeral.
He was troubled that it wasn't appropriate to the solemn occasion.
He struggled and prayed about it, and finally decided to honor
the grieving widow's wishes.
At the funeral, still sensitive about how some of the mourners
might react to hearing "Jingle Bells" at a funeral, he carefully
introduced the song with words about appreciating the sense of
humor and lightheartedness of the deceased.
The widow had been very tearful during the service. Hearing the
introduction to her late husband's "favorite song" she sat up and
began to appear quite interested. As the preacher began the song,
the widow began to smile, and her tears dried up.
She was actually giggling as he concluded, and he felt glad
he'd decided to honor her request since it obviously had been
so comforting.
After the service she thanked the pastor for sharing his music
ministry, and with a big grin she added, "By the way, the favorite
song I requested was 'When They Ring Those Golden Bells!'"

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Rotten Tomatoes

"Not to worry, come with me. I will show all the best places to get
some food. Tomorrow I will take you to the mission, then on
Wednesday we'll go to St. Anthony's, and every second Friday we can
go to The Good Sheppard, they give meat! Oh how can I forget Harvest
House? Err, it may not be that easy for you to get some food there;
they expect you to have young children," my friend Mary explained as
she furrowed her brow.
"You got this all worked out to a science," I said jokingly.
"Of course! A mother has to do what she can do to feed her family."
She said with pride.
I admired her determination to feel pride in feeding her family at
all cost, but I knew that I could never share in that pride. I could
not help but feel ashamed that I was reduced to accepting charity.
All my life I had worked hard and gave to charity and now I was on
the other end of the stick. I had an education, far better than most
people in my ghetto neighbourhood.
I had recently completed my masters in Counselling Psychology and I
was having trouble finding a job. In the interim, I knew I couldn't
wait until the perfect job came along. I had to pay my rent and feed
myself and pay my bills. So I did what most people did. I started
taking telemarketing jobs, just to make ends meet.
Most of you may not know that the life of a telemarketer, an honest
telemarketer, is not a great one. We are faced with the pressure of
the sale. Some places are so demanding that if you have not made a
sale at morning's end of the first day of your job, they fire you on
the spot. Others gave you three days grace. If you were lucky some of
the nicer places gave you a week or two to make the quota demanded by
the company.
That first year, after I graduated in 1999, I was not doing so well.
I was getting fired from one job after another. If I remember
correctly I had had 13 different jobs; the longest lasting for only
three months. I was tired, I was discouraged and I was not a good
telemarketer, but I was an honest one.
We all knew the people who got ahead and made the sales were the ones
who lied. I once heard a guy pretending to be the local telephone
company, and someone else boasting that he worked for a fortune 500
company, neither of which was true, but they made the sales.
Sometimes the dishonest ones got fired, and that was how you knew you
were working for an honest company. However, most of the time the
companies turned a deaf ear to what was going on; these guys were the
money makers.
There were always two or three of them. The rest of us were honest
and stuck to the script; we were also the ones to be fired. We were
a disposable commodity while they were the moneymakers. And so I was
forced to find out how the people in my community survived the harsh
life of the unemployed.
I turned to Mary for help. She was a childhood friend. Her parents
were alcoholics and lived on welfare all their lives. Mary grew up
in a house of 10 siblings. The boys had a history of getting into
trouble with the law. Mary had two older sisters and she was in fact
the youngest of the brood. Her oldest sister Aurelia was 20 years
her senior. Aurelia couldn't wait to leave the ghetto, her alcoholic
parents, her socially deviant brothers and the very province she
lived in without ever looking back. Mary hardly remembered her.
The other sister, Catherine was eight years older. Once she finished
high school she went on to college. Though she never completed her
studies, she met her future husband there. He became a successful
business man. Catherine never had to work a day in her life. Though
she remained in Montreal, she too abandoned her family when her
social status changed.
Mary was the baby and the only sibling to remain faithful to her
family and her roots. Her loyalty was not without its sacrifices,
living the ghetto life took its toll on her. Mary had a learning
disability. She was dyslexic and couldn't read or write very well.
She left high school in grade 9 and worked at Macdonald's and Burger
King for awhile. Even though she had a small paycheck, it was
attractive enough for her future husband who had no intention of
working himself. The met because she used to sneak him free meals.
Once married, he preferred to stay home and drink beer all day while
she continued to work; eight years and three children later, her
husband left for another woman. I guess she made a bigger salary.
Once divorced, Mary took as many jobs as she could but it was
difficult, she couldn't afford a babysitter. Her deadbeat ex husband
was still not working or so he told her. She had reason to believe
his new wife forced him to work but could not prove it. There was no
money for private detectives or lawyers to fight for child support.
Yet Mary never lost her spirit and she would do anything for her
three children, including going to food banks to help supplement
their meals.
"Mary I just don't know if I could do this," I said.
"Why are you too proud?" "Pride doesn't feed a hungry belly, and I
am not about to let my babies starve."
"Of course not, Mary, you could never do a thing like that – no
mother could."
"Well then, we're going to the food bank tomorrow as planned. I don't
want to see you refusing any food and shaming me. I go there all the
time. The volunteers work hard to put the food together and I am not
too proud to take it, and neither should you."
I didn't say anymore. I knew I had hit a nerve with Mary. I finally
realized that behind that fierce pride of hers was a fear that she
couldn't support her own children. My heart went out to her.
The next day, I didn't complain as we stood in line outside the
building. We were hurdled like cattle waiting for the doors to open
so that we could get our handouts. I watched and listened as the
community of people waiting, reached out to each other in
brotherhood. I saw the love and spirit they shared even while living
in abject poverty.
"Hey Joe, good to see you again, someone said. Sorry I didn't get to
the hospital to see you, but my wife was sick at home."
"Yeah, Tim, I heard about that, it's been hard on you too."
"We thought we were gonna lose her for awhile, you know. Gave me a
right scare."
"Don't worry; the old gal has quite a few years left in her. You and
I will be meeting our maker long before she does."
***
I didn't say a word when I handed them proof that I had lost my job,
nor did I say a word when I saw them packaging the goods; over
ripened fruit, most of which I would throw out when I got home and
vegetables that I would have to cook right away or lose them as well.
"Okay, said Mary, tomorrow we go to the next place and get our box
and canned goods for the week. They give you three bags full."
"Mary, would you like to come over for supper. I have some hamburger
meat and I can fix up a nice spaghetti dinner. "
"Thanks hon, but it is getting late and Robbie has school tomorrow.
I put all three of them to bed at 7:30. Anyhow I am fixing Kraft
dinner; it's their favourite."
I admired her. She took her station in life in stride.
Call me arrogant if you may, but I know that I could not accept the
conditions forced upon the poor. I could not accept being huddled
like cattle outside a building to get some rotten tomatoes. There
are animals in our country that live better than these people could
ever dream of living.
According to Stats Cans 2006, single parent mothers had the highest
poverty rate of the nine poverty groups identified in Canada. In
2002 it was at an all time high of 52.2%. British Columbia was the
province reported as having the most poverty and Prince Edward Island
with the least. For anyone interested in the full 165 page report go
to:
http://www.ncwcnbes.net/documents/researchpublications/ResearchProject
s/PovertyProfile/2002-03Report_Summer2006/ReportENG.pdf
Poverty is not a crime, it is not a disgrace and it is not an
affliction. It is a condition of a very apathetic society. The rich
get richer as the poor get poorer. Karl Marx said this a century
ago. While well over 2,000 years ago, a wondering rabbi, reminded as
that the poor will always be among us. He took two loaves of bread
and five fishes and created a feast for a multitude. There were no
rotten fruit there. Everyone was treated equal, rich or poor.
I write about poverty not for people to feel sorry for me, but to
expose the injustices of this world. Not every poor person is lazy,
most are not. Mary is an amazing mother. She takes care of her
children, keeps an immaculate house, works outside the house, and
pays her bills on time. She does not drink or sleep around and does
not live above her means, (she still does not have a computer or cell
phone). Yet she must go to the food banks to feed her children. I
hope that one day when they are grown up they will realize the
sacrifices she has made for them.
Carol Roach
M.Ed, B.A.
Publisher: Storytime Tapestry
Author: Angels Watching Over Me
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**** ON THIS DAY ****

THE TEAR.

By: Jack Blanchard

There's something about a photograph.

Many people believe that having your picture taken
steals some of your soul.

I look at pictures of friends and relatives who have died,
and I can see that soul,
especially in the eyes, the expression,
and even the body english.

I have a picture of my mother
taken at a holiday gathering during her later years.
She was smiling, and seemed to be in the Christmas spirit.

I've looked at that picture many times,
but a few weeks ago, I enlarged it,
and thought I saw something.

I hit the 200% button, made it really big,
and zoomed in on her face.
The smile was still there,
but in her eye I saw something unexpected:
A tear.

I sat back in shock and took a deep breath.
What could she have been thinking?
Was it a tear of joy or sadness?
Did she know that it may be one of her last family moments?
I asked her that question aloud,
but the photograph didn't answer.

I'm sure we were all enjoying the moment together,
but at the same time, taking it for granted.
You always think there will be many more.
Now I realize
my mother was not taking that moment for granted.

I keep going back to look at the photo,
even though it's burned into my mind,
and my heart.

When I discovered the tear behind her smile,
I had tears to match hers.
We spoke to each other beyond the limits of time and space.

There is soul in a photograph.

Jack Blanchard © 2003


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 **** MOTOR SPORTS NEWS ****


Franchitti becomes "The Flying Scot" for second straight week
 
August 11, 2007
By Bruce Martin PA SportsTicker Contributing Editor
 
SPARTA, Kentucky (Ticker) -- Jim Clark may have been the first to earn the nickname "The Flying Scot" when he was winning Formula One races and the 1965 Indianapolis 500, but this year's Indy winner, Dario Franchitti, is taking that nickname to a new level.
Make that, altitude.
 
 
Franchitti went on a wild flight for the second IndyCar race in a row, but his latest effort was all his fault.
 
Franchitti crashed after the checkered flag waved in Saturday night's Meijer Indy 300 at Kentucky Speedway. When he slammed into the back of Japan's Kosuke Matsuura, it launched Franchitti's car for the second time in as many races.
 
Franchitti went on a wild flight in last Sunday's IndyCar race at Michigan International Speedway when Dan Wheldon ran into the side of his car at the front of the field, which sent Franchitti 35 feet into the air before landing upside-down.
 
Six other cars were involved in that crash, and Franchitti blamed Wheldon as the launch controller.
 
But after Saturday night's incident, Franchitti was embarrassed at his own mistake, leading some to wonder, "I thought the Reno Air Show was in Nevada?"
 
Franchitti holds a pilot's license and flew his helicopter from his home near Nashville, Tennessee to Kentucky Speedway. He would like to keep his flying time limited to the chopper, however, rather than his race car.
 
"I heard 'checkered' just after I hit Kosuke," Franchitti said. "He slowed down rightly after the race. I didn't realize it was the checkered and I hit him. It was completely my mistake. The second one I made in the race. I'm really upset with myself right now."
 
According to Franchitti's spotter David Reininger, it is not common practice for the spotter to call checkered when it's clear that the flagman is waving the checkered flag to signal the end of the race.
 
Franchitti's first mistake was entering the pits with 21 laps left in the race, when he locked up the brakes on the bumpy surface and his front wing took out a pylon that marks the beginning of the pit lane speed limit. It smashed the front wing and his crew had to replace the damaged part, dropping him to eighth place.
 
Franchitti had led 52 laps in the 200-lap race and appeared to be one of the drivers that could end up in Victory Lane. But after he lost momentum in a pack of traffic, his pit road crash doomed his chances for victory.
 
"The second one, the big one, was no one's fault but my own," Franchitti said. "We were the last car on the lead lap and we finished eighth anyway.
 
"I thought to myself, 'Oh no, not again.' I'm pretty disgusted with myself right now. Last week, I made myself clear on who caused the incident, but this week, the blame is all on me. I have to apologize to my team, to Kosuke's team as well. I have to do a better job than I did tonight."
 
And that has seen his once large 65-point lead shrink to just eight points over Scott Dixon with three races to go.
 
"Points are points," Franchitti said. "It was going to be a dogfight to the end anyway, but then I go make a mistake and lose those points. It's going to be tough now."
 
Just eight points back, Dixon plans on making Franchitti wish his flight had been delayed.
 
"We did a fantastic job in the pits, and that enabled us to jump in front of the two AGR cars. But we kept Dario behind us, which was the main thing," Dixon said. "It was one of their nights to lose, and it looks like they lost it. I can't believe Danica Patrick spun out coming out of the pits and then crashed under yellow. That's unbelievable.
 
"I know we made good gains in the points today, and that's what this is all about. The pressure is on now and we're happy with where we are at right now."


**** COUNTRY CALENDAR
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The Jenkins Family debuted on Atlanta's new radio station WSB 1922.

Connie Smith, "Constance June Meador" born Elkhart, IN 1941.

Brent Maher, record company executive/ producer, born Great Bend, KS 1942.

Clyde Moody's single "Red Roses Tied In Blue" charted 1948.

Ernest Tubb took a leave of absence from the Grand Ole Opry 1954.

Gladys Presley, Elvis' mother, died in Memphis, TN 1958.

Bobby Bare joined the Grand Ole Opry 1965.

Johnny Cash's single "A Boy Name Sue" certified gold 1969.

Buck Owens recorded "I Wouldn't Live In New York City" 1970.

David Frizzell's "I'M Gonna Hire A Wino To Decorate Our Home" hits #1 1982.

Kenny Chesney was presented with the Distinguished Alumnus in the Arts award from East

Tennessee State University, 1998. Kenny was in the Class of 1990.

Jimmy Buffett's album "License To Chill" remained at # 1 in 2004.




 **** COUNTRY MUSIC NEWS ****

Garth Brooks Sings a New Tune


August 13, 2007 — Garth Brooks is setting the table for a new release, and this time, Billboard reports, you won't find it only at Wal-Mart.

After selling exclusively through the big-box merchant for the past two years, Garth will once again make his music available to all retailers, but in a surprise move, his Pearl Records imprint apparently will be self-distributed, although Big Machine Records will be involved in promoting the new cuts to radio.

According to retail sources, Garth will issue a three-disc boxed set, "The Ultimate Garth Brooks," on November 6 or 13. The set will contain a 34-track, two-CD greatest hits retrospective with four new songs, and a DVD with videos, many of them recently filmed, for all tracks on the CDs. In addition, Garth is rereleasing his catalog titles, some of which have been on moratorium at general retail outlets since 1998.

The first single from the set is expected in September. One of the new cuts is reportedly a remake of Huey Lewis' 1982 hit "Workin' for a Livin'," on which Huey plays harmonica.

Radio programmers from across the country, who have been given few details, have been invited to an August 17-18 event in Nashville, and Garth has also scheduled an August 18 press conference there.

Meanwhile, speculation regarding a live performance aspect to Brooks' resurfacing has centered on an extended run in one market. Standing offers from promoters have apparently been on the table for Garth since his retirement in 2000. Last time out, he shattered country touring records with an outing centered on his 1998 Capitol release "Sevens." The three-year extravaganza grossed more than $105 million (country's first $100 million run) and drew close to 5.5 million people. Notably, Brooks charged a relatively paltry $20 per ticket when he likely could have demanded three times that amount.

Since retiring, Brooks has made sporadic live appearances, including a Hurricane Katrina benefit, a Grand Ole Opry appearance in 2005 and a more recent performance at a Live Earth concert in Washington, D.C. He previously said he would not embark on a full-blown tour until his youngest daughter graduates from high school in 2015.

 

Lisa Dames Takes To The Stage In Always... Patsy Cline
Dames Own Experiences Gives New Insight Into The Life Of A Country Music Icon

NASHVILLE, TN - Beginning Wednesday August 15, Howling Music Recording artist Lisa Dames will take to the stage of the historic Broach Theater in Greensboro, NC to reprise her role as the late-great Patsy Cline. The limited engagement of Always.. Patsy Cline will run for ten days, closing on August 25.

Her return to the role she has performed seven previous times takes on a new significance for Lisa. "After portraying Patsy Cline throughout the years you'd think I would have her down by now. But, it's really been over the last two years that I have truly come to know all that she experienced. Recording in Nashville, pounding the pavement, knocking on doors, only to have them slammed in my face and the constant touring have given me a deeper understanding of all that Patsy went through, not to mention, a deeper appreciation for all that she accomplished. Trying to break into country music has been the best research for character development. I think I can honestly say that I have walked in Patsy Cline's shoes....and sometimes they're not all that comfortable."

Following the close of the Always... Patsy Cline, Dames will take a few days off to work on material for her next recording project before returning to the road for a series of shows spread across the Carolina's.

Hall of Fame exhibit pays tribute to versatile Marty Robbins

By BILL FRISKICS-WARREN
Staff Writer


Country Music Hall of Famer Marty Robbins sang all kinds of material: gunfighter ballads, rockabilly, gospel, Hawaiian love songs, crooner pop. He also wrote a novel, was a successful entrepreneur and starred on TV and in movies.

Robbins, who died of a heart attack in 1982 and whose biggest hits included "El Paso" and "Singing the Blues," even raced against Richard Petty and Bobby Allison on the NASCAR circuit.




His multifaceted life and career, including the eye-popping duds he designed with feted rodeo tailor Nudie Cohn, are writ large in Marty Robbins: Among My Souvenirs, the dazzling new exhibition celebrating his legacy at the Country Music Hall of Fame and Museum.

Robbins remains revered

"I can't think of anyone in country music whose interests and music range more widely," said Mick Buck, curator of the exhibition, which opened last week and runs through June. "He certainly crammed a lot of life into his 57 years."

Many of the items that form the backbone of the retrospective, which is sponsored by the Great American Country television network, are on loan from Robbins' son Ronny.

The exposition abounds with subtle touches, from a handwritten page from the manuscript of Robbins' paperback novel, The Small Man, to silent home movies containing footage of him racing at the old Nashville Speedway. It's the show's pair of video montages, though — clips of him crooning and cutting up onstage culled from TV appearances that span three decades — that reveal why Robbins remains one of the most revered figures in country music.

"He was a supreme ballad singer and entertainer," Buck said of those bravura performances. "This year is the 25th anniversary of his death and induction into the Country Music Hall of Fame. We thought it was a good time to take stock of his rich legacy and career."




**** Amy's Kitchen ****  

Diabetic Delight...
 APPLE SANDWICHES
Source:  "The Diabetes Food and Nutrition Bible"

  1 apple, unpeeled and finely chopped
   (use any type apple you like)
  4 ounces lean ham, diced
  1/4 cup finely diced celery
  1/3 cup low-fat mayonnaise
  1 teaspoon lemon juice
  Salt and pepper, to taste
  4 butter lettuce leaves
  8 thin slices whole-wheat bread

In a medium sized bowl, combine the apple, ham, celery,
mayonnaise, lemon juice, salt, and pepper. Mix well.
Spread the apple-ham mixture on 4 slices of whole wheat
bread. Add lettuce leaf. Top with remaining bread sliced.

Nutritional Information Per Serving (1 sandwich):
Calories: 180, Fat: 4 g, Cholesterol: 16 mg, Sodium: 810 mg,
Carbohydrate: 29 g, Dietary Fiber: 6 g, Sugars: 10 g, Protein: 12 g
Diabetic Exchanges: 1 Starch, 1 Lean Meat, 1 Fruit


 
Low / No Fat:
 Diabetic Linguine with Portobello Mushrooms and Broccoli  

1/2 pound dried linguine
1 tablespoon olive oil
3 garlic cloves, minced
3/4 pound broccoli florets, cut into bite-sized pieces
2 portobello mushrooms, 3/4 pound, cut in half and sliced thin
3 tablespoons dry white or red wine (you may substitute water or
low-sodium canned beef broth)
2 14 1/2-ounce no salt added canned chopped tomatoes
1/4 teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes
1/2 teaspoon salt (optional)
1/2 cup packaged fresh basil leaves, roughly chopped
1/2 cup pasta water
1/4 cup grated Parmesan cheese

Bring a large pot of lightly salted water to a boil and cook the pasta
to al dente according to package directions.Meanwhile heat the oil in a
large nonstick skillet.Add the garlic,broccoli and mushrooms.Cook over
high heat stirring for 2 mins until mushrooms begin to wilt.Reduce heat
to low and add the wine, tomatoes and crushed red pepper flakes.Cook
simmering slowly for 2 mins stirring twice.Add the basil and stir.Drain
the pasta, reserving 1/2 cup (118 ml) pasta water.Add to the sauce,
increase heat and boil for 1 min to reduce slightly.Divide the pasta
between 4 plates.Top with sauce and sprinkle with the cheese.Serve
immediately.

makes 4 servings
Per Serving: 365 cals (17% cals from fat),16g protein, 7g total fat
(2.0g sat fat), 61g carb, 7g dietary fiber,5mg chol, 169 mg sod

Exchanges: 3 carb (3 bread/starch), 3 vegetable,1 fat

 
Diabetic Delight...
 Light Lemon Cheesecake
From Light & Tasty


3/4 cup reduced-fat cinnamon graham cracker crumbs (4 whole crackers)
3 packages (8 ounces each) fat-free cream cheese
2 packages (8 ounces each) reduced-fat cream cheese
1-2/3 cups sugar
1/8 teaspoon salt
9 egg whites
1/4 cup lemon juice
1-1/2 teaspoons vanilla extract
1 teaspoon grated lemon peel
8 strawberries, sliced
2 medium kiwifruit, peeled and sliced

Sprinkle graham cracker crumbs on the bottom and up the sides of a 9-in.
spring-form pan well coated with nonstick cooking spray; set aside.
    In a large mixing bowl, beat cream cheese, sugar and salt until smooth.
Add egg whites; beat on low speed just until combined, about 2 minutes. Stir
in the lemon juice, vanilla and lemon peel.
    Pour into prepared pan. Bake at 325° for 70-80 minutes or until center
is almost set. Turn oven off; leave cheesecake in oven with door ajar for 30
minutes.
    Remove from oven. Carefully run a knife around edge of pan to loosen.
Cool 1 hour longer. Refrigerate overnight. Remove sides of pan. Top with
strawberries and kiwi. Refrigerate leftovers. Yield: 12 servings.

Nutritional Analysis: One piece equals 300 calories, 8 g fat (5 g saturated
fat), 26 mg cholesterol, 522 mg sodium, 42 g carbohydrate, 1 g fiber, 15 g
protein.
Diabetic Exchanges: 2 fat-free milk, 1 fruit, 1 fat.



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What are the stages in the application process to become an FBI agent?

The FBI application process is fairly straightforward, but it's what you bring to the table that counts. The prerequisites for becoming a bona fide Fed include:

* At least a bachelor's degree, preferably in criminal justice or related areas of study, engineering/science, accounting/finance, or foreign languages.

* Three years of related full-time work experience.

According to the official FBI employment site, candidates are required to pass a written and oral exam, a physical, a psychological assessment, and a thorough background check. You must be at least 23 years old but no older than 37 at the time of appointment. If you qualify, you'll head to Quantico, Virginia, for sixteen weeks of training at the FBI Academy
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