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Internet'/><category term='Shakespeare'/><category term='redneck'/><category term='foal'/><category term='angel song'/><category term='imitation'/><category term='clouded leopard'/><category term='Seminole Indians'/><category term='restaurants'/><category term='turkey'/><category term='six toes'/><category term='George W. Bush'/><category term='Montgomery Ward'/><category term='find you out'/><category term='raffle'/><category term='Persia'/><category term='smelly feet'/><category term='retired school teacher'/><category term='star'/><category term='dog'/><category term='danger'/><category term='kangaroo'/><category term='check mate'/><category term='man on horse'/><category term='Securities and Exchange Commission'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category term='Iran'/><category term='Mary and Joseph'/><category term='Donald Duck'/><category term='rookie'/><category term='cowboy'/><category term='queen'/><category term='donkey'/><category term='idiots'/><category term='chicago zoo'/><category term='world history'/><category term='pull the plug'/><category term='bathroom tissue'/><category term='die in battle'/><title type='text'>Hoarse Sense</title><subtitle type='html'>Sensible and nonsensible comments and photos will appear on this blog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-4302030043542311854</id><published>2009-08-03T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T21:56:13.138-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David and Goliath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King David'/><title type='text'>King David kills Goliath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/Sne_IL-ue2I/AAAAAAAAASI/mrg-B1wlhpk/s1600-h/David.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 127px; height: 126px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/Sne_IL-ue2I/AAAAAAAAASI/mrg-B1wlhpk/s400/David.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365967628410977122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King David&lt;br /&gt;Biblical Figure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born: c. 1040 B.C.&lt;br /&gt;Died: c. 970 B.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace: Bethlehem, Judea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best known as: The child giant-slayer who became Israel's king&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heroic yet human life of David, ancient Israel's most important king, is told in the Biblical books 1 Samuel, 2 Samuel, 1 Kings and 1 Chronicles. The eighth and youngest son of Jesse of Bethlehem, David is appointed to be court musician and armor-bearer for Israel's first king, Saul. The boy kills a giant enemy soldier, Goliath, becomes intimate friends with Saul's son, Jonathan, and eventually succeeds Saul as king. Under David's rule (circa 1010 to 970 B.C.), Israel's regions unite and win battles with surrounding enemies. Jerusalem comes to be known as the "City of David" and the center of government and worship. David's turbulent personal life includes adultery with a soldier's wife, Bathsheba, and the death of his own rebel son, Absalom. Before he dies he anoints another son, Solomon, the next king. David's lineage holds an honored place in two religions: Judaism, which awaits the coming of the "Messiah, son of David," and Christianity, whose scriptures trace Jesus's Davidic ancestry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra credit: Many prayers and songs in the Biblical book of Psalms have headings that associate them with David. Their actual authorship is uncertain... Islam's Koran lists David as a prophet (Sura 6), noting in Sura 38 his repentance for his sin with Bathsheba... Michelangelo's sculpture of David is considered a classic of Renaissance art... The Star of David, a Jewish symbol in recent centuries, appears on the flag of the modern state of Israel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-4302030043542311854?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/4302030043542311854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=4302030043542311854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/4302030043542311854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/4302030043542311854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2009/08/king-david-kills-goliath.html' title='King David kills Goliath'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/Sne_IL-ue2I/AAAAAAAAASI/mrg-B1wlhpk/s72-c/David.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-9019681891848912628</id><published>2009-06-26T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:50:28.549-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='danger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bicycler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><title type='text'>Stupid young man?</title><content type='html'>Perhaps it is not only the youngster on the bicycle who qualifies as stupid. I wonder about the person who set up the course. Also, what about the man with the video camera? Take a look. &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a10b456d75f1df10" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da10b456d75f1df10%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330320776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7D2B30080D9CF43616F2913E67F16C7C7A19CC13.6A2F7E17DC759D5E4F054F7657B12361233123%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da10b456d75f1df10%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DT4uSA089PqCDiwoFMFfkellaETM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da10b456d75f1df10%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330320776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7D2B30080D9CF43616F2913E67F16C7C7A19CC13.6A2F7E17DC759D5E4F054F7657B12361233123%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da10b456d75f1df10%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DT4uSA089PqCDiwoFMFfkellaETM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-9019681891848912628?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a10b456d75f1df10&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/9019681891848912628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=9019681891848912628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/9019681891848912628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/9019681891848912628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2009/06/stupid-young-man.html' title='Stupid young man?'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-6227097862380377191</id><published>2009-06-14T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T17:21:41.498-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Napoleon quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failed predictions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='predictions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wireless music'/><title type='text'>Failed Technology Predictions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SjWNbHs-7mI/AAAAAAAAASA/ZJuwivPsk9Y/s1600-h/freight+train.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SjWNbHs-7mI/AAAAAAAAASA/ZJuwivPsk9Y/s400/freight+train.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347335629636038242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Throughout history man has been making predictions of the future. With the advent of technology, the predictions moved away from religious topics to scientific and technological. Unfortunately for the speakers, many of these failed predictions have been recorded for all future generations to laugh at. Here is a selection of some of the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. “There is no reason anyone would want a computer in their home.” — Ken Olson, president, chairman and founder of Digital Equipment Corp. (DEC), maker of big business mainframe computers, arguing against the PC in 1977.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. “We will never make a 32 bit operating system.” — Bill Gates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. “Lee DeForest has said in many newspapers and over his signature that it would be possible to transmit the human voice across the Atlantic before many years. Based on these absurd and deliberately misleading statements, the misguided public … has been persuaded to purchase stock in his company …” — a U.S. District Attorney, prosecuting American inventor Lee DeForest for selling stock fraudulently through the mail for his Radio Telephone Company in 1913.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. “There is practically no chance communications space satellites will be used to provide better telephone, telegraph, television, or radio service inside the United States.” — T. Craven, FCC Commissioner, in 1961 (the first commercial communications satellite went into service in 1965).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. “To place a man in a multi-stage rocket and project him into the controlling gravitational field of the moon where the passengers can make scientific observations, perhaps land alive, and then return to earth – all that constitutes a wild dream worthy of Jules Verne. I am bold enough to say that such a man-made voyage will never occur regardless of all future advances.” — Lee DeForest, American radio pioneer and inventor of the vacuum tube, in 1926.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. “A rocket will never be able to leave the Earth’s atmosphere.” — New York Times, 1936.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. “Flight by machines heavier than air is unpractical (sic) and insignificant, if not utterly impossible.” – Simon Newcomb; The Wright Brothers flew at Kittyhawk 18 months later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. “Heavier-than-air flying machines are impossible.” — Lord Kelvin, British mathematician and physicist, president of the British Royal Society, 1895.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. “There will never be a bigger plane built.” — A Boeing engineer, after the first flight of the 247, a twin engine plane that holds ten people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. “Nuclear-powered vacuum cleaners will probably be a reality in 10 years.” -– Alex Lewyt, president of vacuum cleaner company Lewyt Corp., in the New York Times in 1955.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. “This is the biggest fool thing we have ever done. The bomb will never go off, and I speak as an expert in explosives.” — Admiral William D. Leahy, Chief of Staff to the Commander in Chief of the Army and Navy during World War II, advising President Truman on the atomic bomb, 1945.[6] Leahy admitted the error five years later in his memoirs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. “The energy produced by the breaking down of the atom is a very poor kind of thing. Anyone who expects a source of power from the transformation of these atoms is talking moonshine.” — Ernest Rutherford, shortly after splitting the atom for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. “There is not the slightest indication that nuclear energy will ever be obtainable. It would mean that the atom would have to be shattered at will.” — Albert Einstein, 1932&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. “The cinema is little more than a fad. It’s canned drama. What audiences really want to see is flesh and blood on the stage.” -– Charlie Chaplin, actor, producer, director, and studio founder, 1916&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. “The horse is here to stay but the automobile is only a novelty – a fad.” — The president of the Michigan Savings Bank advising Henry Ford’s lawyer, Horace Rackham, not to invest in the Ford Motor Co., 1903&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. “The Americans have need of the telephone, but we do not. We have plenty of messenger boys.” — Sir William Preece, Chief Engineer, British Post Office, 1878.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. “This ‘telephone’ has too many shortcomings to be seriously considered as a means of communication. The device is inherently of no value to us.” — A memo at Western Union, 1878 (or 1876).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. “The world potential market for copying machines is 5000 at most.” — IBM, to the eventual founders of Xerox, saying the photocopier had no market large enough to justify production, 1959.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. “I must confess that my imagination refuses to see any sort of submarine doing anything but suffocating its crew and floundering at sea.” — HG Wells, British novelist, in 1901.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. “X-rays will prove to be a hoax.” — Lord Kelvin, President of the Royal Society, 1883.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. “The idea that cavalry will be replaced by these iron coaches is absurd. It is little short of treasonous.” — Comment of Aide-de-camp to Field Marshal Haig, at tank demonstration, 1916.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. “How, sir, would you make a ship sail against the wind and currents by lighting a bonfire under her deck? I pray you, excuse me, I have not the time to listen to such nonsense.” — Napoleon Bonaparte, when told of Robert Fulton’s steamboat, 1800s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. “Fooling around with alternating current is just a waste of time. Nobody will use it, ever.” — Thomas Edison, American inventor, 1889 (Edison often ridiculed the arguments of competitor George Westinghouse for AC power).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. “Home Taping Is Killing Music” — A 1980s campaign by the BPI, claiming that people recording music off the radio onto cassette would destroy the music industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. “Television won’t last. It’s a flash in the pan.” — Mary Somerville, pioneer of radio educational broadcasts, 1948.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. “[Television] won’t be able to hold on to any market it captures after the first six months. People will soon get tired of staring at a plywood box every night.” — Darryl Zanuck, movie producer, 20th Century Fox, 1946.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. “When the Paris Exhibition [of 1878] closes, electric light will close with it and no more will be heard of it.” – Oxford professor Erasmus Wilson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. “Dear Mr. President: The canal system of this country is being threatened by a new form of transportation known as ‘railroads’ … As you may well know, Mr. President, ‘railroad’ carriages are pulled at the enormous speed of 15 miles per hour by ‘engines’ which, in addition to endangering life and limb of passengers, roar and snort their way through the countryside, setting fire to crops, scaring the livestock and frightening women and children. The Almighty certainly never intended that people should travel at such breakneck speed.” — Martin Van Buren, Governor of New York, 1830(?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. “Rail travel at high speed is not possible because passengers, unable to breathe, would die of asphyxia.” — Dr Dionysys Larder (1793-1859), professor of Natural Philosophy and Astronomy, University College London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. “The wireless music box has no imaginable commercial value. Who would pay for a message sent to no one in particular?” — Associates of David Sarnoff responding to the latter’s call for investment in the radio in 1921.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Information from Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anrdoezrs.net/click-3527743-10365127" target="_top"&gt;Smart people save money getting smarter using Bookbyte.com Discounted Textbooks. Buy! Sell! or Sell them yourself through us.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tqlkg.com/image-3527743-10365127" width="1" height="1" border="0"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-6227097862380377191?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/6227097862380377191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=6227097862380377191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/6227097862380377191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/6227097862380377191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2009/06/failed-technology-predictions.html' title='Failed Technology Predictions'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SjWNbHs-7mI/AAAAAAAAASA/ZJuwivPsk9Y/s72-c/freight+train.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-3578552576629578225</id><published>2009-06-12T17:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T17:58:23.291-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='www. Internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berners-Lee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='web'/><title type='text'>The World Wide Web</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SjL4GQpuf6I/AAAAAAAAAR4/p4IkNBeQd5Q/s1600-h/www.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SjL4GQpuf6I/AAAAAAAAAR4/p4IkNBeQd5Q/s400/www.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346608494075084706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;In 1990 the first successful trial run of the system which eventually became the World Wide Web was conducted. It would change our lives forever. Above is a photo of the first  www setup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using concepts from earlier hypertext systems, the World Wide Web was started in 1989 by the English physicist Sir Tim Berners-Lee, now the Director of the World Wide Web Consortium, and later by Robert Cailliau, a Belgian computer scientist, while both were working at CERN in Geneva, Switzerland. In 1990, they proposed building a "web of nodes" storing "hypertext pages" viewed by "browsers" on a network,[1] and released that web in December.[2] Connected by the existing Internet, other websites were created, around the world, adding international standards for domain names &amp; the HTML language. Since then, Berners-Lee has played an active role in guiding the development of Web standards (such as the markup languages in which Web pages are composed), and in recent years has advocated his vision of a Semantic Web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The World Wide Web enabled the spread of information over the Internet through an easy-to-use and flexible format. It thus played an important role in popularizing use of the Internet.[3] Although the two terms are sometimes conflated in popular use, World Wide Web is not synonymous with Internet.[4] The Web is an application built on top of the Internet. (Information is from Wikipedia.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-3578552576629578225?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/3578552576629578225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=3578552576629578225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/3578552576629578225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/3578552576629578225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2009/06/world-wide-web.html' title='The World Wide Web'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SjL4GQpuf6I/AAAAAAAAAR4/p4IkNBeQd5Q/s72-c/www.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-798625075511942260</id><published>2009-05-27T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:43:35.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blond jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swan dive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blond'/><title type='text'>Bob &amp; the Blonde</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="lw_context_ads"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/Sh4dXR-Fj3I/AAAAAAAAARw/0FsvGGsavuk/s1600-h/Bob+%26+Blonde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 138px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/Sh4dXR-Fj3I/AAAAAAAAARw/0FsvGGsavuk/s400/Bob+%26+Blonde.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340738493905997682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Bob, a handsome dude, walked into a sports bar around 9:58 pm.  He sat down next to a blonde at the bar and stared up at the TV. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;The 10 pm news was coming on.  The news crew was covering the story of a man on the ledge of a large building preparing to jump. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blonde looked at Bob and said, "Do you think he'll jump?" &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Bob said, "You know, I bet he'll jump." &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;The blonde replied, "Well, I bet he won't." &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Bob placed a $20 bill on the bar and said, "You're on!" &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Just as the blonde placed her money on the bar, the guy on the ledge did a swan dive off the building, falling to his death. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;The blonde was very upset, but willingly handed her $20 to Bob, saying, "Fair's fair.  Here's your money." &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Bob replied, "I can't take your money.  I saw this earlier on the 5 pm news, and so I knew he would jump." &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;The blonde replied, "I did too, but didn't think he'd do it again." &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Bob took the money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-798625075511942260?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/798625075511942260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=798625075511942260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/798625075511942260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/798625075511942260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2009/05/bob-blonde.html' title='Bob &amp; the Blonde'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/Sh4dXR-Fj3I/AAAAAAAAARw/0FsvGGsavuk/s72-c/Bob+%26+Blonde.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-152598549062833884</id><published>2009-05-07T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:45:10.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brilliance Personified</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="lw_context_ads"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest personification of brilliance is found in our beloved nincompoop former President, Geo Dubya Brush. Look at these bloopers...maybe they're not bloopers. They were done as formal speeches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1e14bfe3c4c83686" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1e14bfe3c4c83686%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330320776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5788DD8C3F7E630A8DD4F3B7EA73E945214D6FB3.767D5C9D53892E19F7A7DBDF746BFB9E211B4D77%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1e14bfe3c4c83686%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZz2BvmqgQXgjCHzcnj2JkYnhYKE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1e14bfe3c4c83686%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330320776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5788DD8C3F7E630A8DD4F3B7EA73E945214D6FB3.767D5C9D53892E19F7A7DBDF746BFB9E211B4D77%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1e14bfe3c4c83686%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZz2BvmqgQXgjCHzcnj2JkYnhYKE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-152598549062833884?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1e14bfe3c4c83686&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/152598549062833884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=152598549062833884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/152598549062833884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/152598549062833884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2009/05/brilliance-personified.html' title='Brilliance Personified'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-1374270289153250445</id><published>2009-05-06T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:46:50.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='right handed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy pig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex for pleasure'/><title type='text'>More info than you want to know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="lw_context_ads"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SgIyvvFdlAI/AAAAAAAAARg/NNhGBGuJSTo/s1600-h/happy+pig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 115px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SgIyvvFdlAI/AAAAAAAAARg/NNhGBGuJSTo/s400/happy+pig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332880704434705410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;p&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months and 6 days you would have  produced&lt;br /&gt;enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee.                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;(Hardly seems worth  it.)&lt;/span&gt;                          &lt;wbr&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                                          &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;If you farted consistently for 6 years and 9 months, enough gas is&lt;br /&gt;produced  to create the energy of an atomic bomb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;(Now that's more  like  it!)   &lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;wbr&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;                                          &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;The human heart creates enough pressure when it pumps out to the body,  to&lt;br /&gt;squirt blood 30  feet.   &lt;br /&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;(Wow!!) &lt;/span&gt;                &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                                           &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;A pig's orgasm lasts 30  minutes.                      &lt;wbr&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;(In my next life, I want to be a  pig.)    &lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;wbr&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;                                       &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;A cockroach will live nine days without its head before it  starves to&lt;br /&gt;death.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;(Creepy, but I'm still not over the pig.) &lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                                          &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;Banging your head against a wall uses 150 calories a hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;(Don't try this at home, but maybe at work)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;                                            &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;The male praying mantis cannot copulate while its head is  attached to&lt;br /&gt;its body. The female initiates sex by ripping&lt;br /&gt;  the male's head  off.                          &lt;wbr&gt;                          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;(Honey, I'm home. What you doing with my head?)  &lt;/span&gt;             &lt;wbr&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                                        &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;The flea can jump 350 times its body length. It's like a human  jumping&lt;br /&gt;the length of a football  field.        &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; (30 minutes..lucky pig! Can you  imagine?)  &lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;wbr&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;  The catfish has over 27,000 taste  buds.                         &lt;wbr&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; (What could be so tasty on the bottom of a  pond?)                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                                       &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;  Some lions mate over 50 time s a  day.                          &lt;wbr&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;(I still want to be a pig in my next life..quality over  quantity)&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                                         &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;  Butterflies taste with their  feet.                         &lt;wbr&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;(Something I always wanted to  know.)&lt;/span&gt;                        &lt;wbr&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;                                        &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;  Right-handed people live, on average, nine years longer than  left-handed&lt;br /&gt;people.        &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; (If you're ambidextrous, do you split the  difference?)&lt;/span&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                                      &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;  Elephants are the only animals that cannot  jump.                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; (Okay, so that would be a good  thing) &lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;wbr&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt; A cat's urine glows under a black  light.                        &lt;wbr&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;(I wonder who was paid to figure that  out?)  &lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;wbr&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt; An ostrich's eye is bigger than its  brain.                        &lt;wbr&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;(I know some people like  that.) &lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;wbr&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;                                         &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;  Starfish have no  brains                        &lt;wbr&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;  (I know some people like that,  too.)&lt;/span&gt;                         &lt;wbr&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;                                           &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;  Polar bears are  left-handed.                  &lt;wbr&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; (If they switch, they'll live a lot  longer.)   &lt;/span&gt;                    &lt;wbr&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;                                    &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;  Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for  pleasure.                                  &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;                                           &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;  (What about that  pig??)&lt;/span&gt;                        &lt;wbr&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;wbr&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-1374270289153250445?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SgIyvvFdlAI/AAAAAAAAARg/NNhGBGuJSTo/s72-c/happy+pig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-6312198494187653063</id><published>2009-05-02T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T17:29:37.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bad cat day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Take a look at some frantic, bad cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-655a3efe48a18e61" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-7069398829246675964</id><published>2009-04-29T14:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T14:49:54.788-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accidents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compilation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Funny Accidents</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SfjECRL6TUI/AAAAAAAAARY/9KrQ0EMINcg/s1600-h/funny+accident.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 105px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SfjECRL6TUI/AAAAAAAAARY/9KrQ0EMINcg/s400/funny+accident.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330225702245125442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Want to see funny accidents on a short video? 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float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SdKrxA0ISyI/AAAAAAAAARA/U7HUytCp_tk/s400/cloudedleopard5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319502968398564130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SdKrRzPcxtI/AAAAAAAAAQg/I5Bb9pPtytM/s1600-h/cloudedleopard1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SdKrRzPcxtI/AAAAAAAAAQg/I5Bb9pPtytM/s400/cloudedleopard1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319502432179111634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SdKrjZeTfcI/AAAAAAAAAQw/OhhzT4IgY_g/s1600-h/cloudedleopard3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SdKrjZeTfcI/AAAAAAAAAQw/OhhzT4IgY_g/s400/cloudedleopard3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319502734499741122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SdKrdfHGp6I/AAAAAAAAAQo/eOmNkrZHmEc/s1600-h/cloudedleopard2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SdKrdfHGp6I/AAAAAAAAAQo/eOmNkrZHmEc/s400/cloudedleopard2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319502632933828514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SdKr4eXdlGI/AAAAAAAAARI/5DSYhEt3j78/s1600-h/cloudedleopard6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SdKr4eXdlGI/AAAAAAAAARI/5DSYhEt3j78/s400/cloudedleopard6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319503096590472290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hand raising of the babies seems to be the best policy since mother clouded leopards sometimes lose one or more cubs, sometimes by accidentally killing one or purposely destroying one. To more more sure of their survival, the babies are being cared for by humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the first of their kind to be born at this zoo in sixteen years. Their parents were brought in from Thailand last year. Obviously, the pair mated without anyone being aware of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SdKrp7UDFaI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/bHxUtn4FVEM/s1600-h/cloudedleopard4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SdKrp7UDFaI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/bHxUtn4FVEM/s400/cloudedleopard4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319502846662743458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jdoqocy.com/click-3527743-10575315" target="_top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ftjcfx.com/image-3527743-10575315" width="120" height="60" alt="ZooBuy.net - Alles für Ihr Tier" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-547406925027948426?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/547406925027948426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=547406925027948426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/547406925027948426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/547406925027948426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2009/03/newest-clouded-leopards.html' title='Newest Clouded Leopards'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SdKrxA0ISyI/AAAAAAAAARA/U7HUytCp_tk/s72-c/cloudedleopard5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-8015468107458351616</id><published>2009-03-26T18:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T18:30:17.121-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dependency'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer addiction'/><title type='text'>Computer Addiction? Test to find out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/ScwrnUUpMiI/AAAAAAAAAQY/T0qumzvqUUo/s1600-h/PC+Dependency.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 118px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/ScwrnUUpMiI/AAAAAAAAAQY/T0qumzvqUUo/s400/PC+Dependency.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317673214487900706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="role_document"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Here's a quick and  very simple test for you to take.  This just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;proves that we have  become WAY too 'dependent' on our computers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: red; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Q.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;  How many legs  do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0006ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(0, 6, 255); font-family: Arial;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;  To find out  the answer, look down .. . ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:6;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;LOOK&lt;/span&gt; down, not&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;scroll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-8015468107458351616?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/8015468107458351616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=8015468107458351616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/8015468107458351616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/8015468107458351616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2009/03/computer-addiction-test-to-find-out.html' title='Computer Addiction? Test to find out.'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/ScwrnUUpMiI/AAAAAAAAAQY/T0qumzvqUUo/s72-c/PC+Dependency.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-4505463238418569935</id><published>2009-03-17T22:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:50:16.784-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pull the plug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal person'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mental asylum'/><title type='text'>The Bathtub Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="lw_context_ads"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/ScCJK50r9MI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/uFzmAnuZxQE/s1600-h/mental+case.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 91px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/ScCJK50r9MI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/uFzmAnuZxQE/s400/mental+case.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314398380710687938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;During a visit to the mental asylum, I asked the  director, "How do &lt;br /&gt;you determine whether or not a  patient should be  institutionalized?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;"Well," said the director, "we fill up a  bathtub. Then we offer a &lt;br /&gt;teaspoon, a teacup and a bucket to the  patient and ask him or her to empty the  bathtub."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;"Oh, I understand," I said. "A normal  person would use the bucket because it's bigger than the spoon or the  teacup."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No." said the director, "A normal  person would pull the plug. Do you want a bed near the window?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-4505463238418569935?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/4505463238418569935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=4505463238418569935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/4505463238418569935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/4505463238418569935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2009/03/bathtub-test.html' title='The Bathtub Test'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/ScCJK50r9MI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/uFzmAnuZxQE/s72-c/mental+case.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-2544618477837478658</id><published>2009-03-12T16:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:50:56.846-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crank telephone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='telephone call'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='telephone number'/><title type='text'>Early Telephone Information</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="lw_context_ads"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SbmgEW6YaWI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-bhCI_fEep8/s1600-h/crank+telephone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 143px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SbmgEW6YaWI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-bhCI_fEep8/s400/crank+telephone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312453232190581090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Olive;"&gt;In the first phone company, the four operators had to remember the names of about 200 customers. When John Smith wanted to call Tom Hardin, for instance, the operator knew which plug to put in which hole. When two of the four operators became sick with the measles, the doctor, who was also a part owner of the phone company, suggested numbering the customers so that temporary operators who didn't know all the customers by name, could work the system. This is how phone numbers came to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Olive;"&gt;One elderly woman related this story: "We didn't used to dial phones. You would crank the phone in a code. Ours was two short and two long. Every neighbor had their own code. You dialed a short with about a half-turn of the crank, and a long was about a full turn. "Music was such a novelty, that sometimes one of the rare neighbors who had a phonograph would dial four longs, which was the signal for everyone on the line to pull down their receivers and listen. They would then wind up the Victrola and everyone would listen in wonder to the music. Of course, only one person in every family could listen to the receiver at a time, so everyone would take turns holding the thing to their ears, while the others in the family gathered around eagerly awaiting their turn."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the history of telephones, there were about 300 competing phone companies in America. You could call only the people who did business with the same company as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Olive;"&gt;People didn't really understand early telephones. Therefore, one advertisement stated: "Its employment necessitates no skilled labor, no technical education, and no special attention." This was in contrast to so much home equipment of the era.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-2544618477837478658?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/2544618477837478658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=2544618477837478658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/2544618477837478658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/2544618477837478658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2009/03/early-telephone-information.html' title='Early Telephone Information'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SbmgEW6YaWI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-bhCI_fEep8/s72-c/crank+telephone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-4769197397429300599</id><published>2009-02-28T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:52:03.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men vs women'/><title type='text'>Men Are Happier</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/Sam7gzKItWI/AAAAAAAAAQA/KmN0uc3j_vQ/s1600-h/menvswomen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 95px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/Sam7gzKItWI/AAAAAAAAAQA/KmN0uc3j_vQ/s400/menvswomen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307979807995770210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div id="lw_context_ads"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;NICKNAMES&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;If Laura, Kate and Sarah go out for lunch, they will            call each other Laura, Kate and  Sarah.&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;If Mike, Dave and John go out, they will            affectionately refer to each other as Fat Boy, Godzilla and            Four-eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;         &lt;div style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;EATING OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;When the bill arrives, Mike, Dave and John will each            throw in $20, even though it's only for $32.50.  None of them            will have anything smaller and none will actually admit they want            change back.&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;When the girls get their bill, out come the pocket            calculators.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;         &lt;div style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he needs.&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she             doesn't need but it's on sale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;         &lt;div style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;BATHROOMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;A man has six items in his bathroom:             toothbrush and toothpaste, shaving cream, razor, a bar of soap,            and a  towel .&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;The average number of items in the typical woman's            bathroom is 337.  A man would not be able to identify more than            20 of these  items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;         &lt;div style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGUMENTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;A woman has the last word in  any            argument.&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a            new argument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;         &lt;div style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUTURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;A woman worries about the future until she gets a            husband.&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;A man never worries about the future until he gets a            wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;         &lt;div style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCCESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;A successful man is one who makes more money than            his wife can spend.&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;A successful woman is one who can find such a            man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;         &lt;div style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARRIAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but            he doesn't.&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;A man marries a woman expecting that she won't            change, but she does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;         &lt;div style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRESSING UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;A woman will dress up to go shopping, water the            plants, empty the trash, answer the phone, read a  book, and get            the mail.&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;A man will dress up for weddings and             funerals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;         &lt;div style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATURAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Men wake up as good-looking as they went to            bed.&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Women somehow deteriorate during the            night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;         &lt;div style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFFSPRING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Ah, children.  A woman knows all about her            children.  She knows about  dentist appointments and            romances, best friends, favorite foods, secret fears and hopes and            dreams.&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;A man is vaguely aware of some short people living            in the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;         &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;THOUGHT FOR THE  DAY&lt;br /&gt;A married man should          forget his mistakes.  There's no use in two people remembering the          same thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, send this to the women who have a sense  of          humor and who can handle it ... &lt;b&gt;and to the men who will enjoy          reading it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="word-spacing: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; text-transform: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-indent: 0px; white-space: normal; letter-spacing: normal; border-collapse: separate; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;div&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-4769197397429300599?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/4769197397429300599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=4769197397429300599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/4769197397429300599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/4769197397429300599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2009/02/men-are-happier.html' title='Men Are Happier'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/Sam7gzKItWI/AAAAAAAAAQA/KmN0uc3j_vQ/s72-c/menvswomen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-4518003201764904860</id><published>2009-02-26T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:52:57.377-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copper wire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redneck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wireless'/><title type='text'>Copper Wire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="lw_context_ads"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SacT2-AFBlI/AAAAAAAAAP4/jIaQenmL4T4/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SacT2-AFBlI/AAAAAAAAAP4/jIaQenmL4T4/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307232520956610130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;div   style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'News Gothic MT','serif';font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Bookman Old Style','serif';font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;After  having dug to a depth of 10 feet last year, New York scientists found traces of  a copper-wire system dating back 100 years, and they came to the  conclusion that their ancestors already had a telephone network more than  100 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Not to be outdone by New Yorkers, in the weeks  that followed, California scientists dug to a depth of 20 feet, and  shortly after, headlines in the LA Times newspaper read: "California  archaeologists have found traces of a 200 year old copper-wire system and  have concluded that their ancestors already had an advanced high-tech  communications network a hundred years earlier than the New  Yorkers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;One week later, "The Redneck Rebel Gazette" in  Georgia reported the following:.. .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;After digging as deep  as 30 feet in a corn field, Bubba Ray Johnson, a self-taught archaeologist,  reported that he found absolutely nothing. Bubba has therefore concluded  that 300 years ago, Georgia had already gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wireless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                      &lt;div style="color: white; clear: both;"&gt;__._,_.___&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-4518003201764904860?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/4518003201764904860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=4518003201764904860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/4518003201764904860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/4518003201764904860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2009/02/copper-wire.html' title='Copper Wire'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SacT2-AFBlI/AAAAAAAAAP4/jIaQenmL4T4/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-1142601992163202039</id><published>2009-02-21T14:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:54:23.205-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reaction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mistreatment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><title type='text'>Be Good to Your PC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SaB-tpwfUnI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Y--1Y0NHaGs/s1600-h/LoveYourPC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 143px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SaB-tpwfUnI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Y--1Y0NHaGs/s400/LoveYourPC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305379683810890354" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It is important to be good to your computer. Besides the fact that it has cost you a lot of money, it can be one of your best friends if you treat it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning it regularly, keeping its components in good shape and current, and showing pride in your computer will pay off well in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, if you mistreat this valuable instrument, you may become very sorry. It has ways to respond to mistreatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that action often brings reaction, even from one of your best tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Play this video for an example.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-1142601992163202039?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/1142601992163202039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=1142601992163202039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/1142601992163202039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/1142601992163202039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2009/02/be-good-to-your-pc.html' title='Be Good to Your PC'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SaB-tpwfUnI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Y--1Y0NHaGs/s72-c/LoveYourPC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-7484667660665750309</id><published>2009-02-19T14:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T14:25:18.094-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='die in battle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='man on horse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='statue'/><title type='text'>The Man on this Horse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SZ3bqma3k1I/AAAAAAAAAPo/mI4YaOGfiJ0/s1600-h/manhorsestatue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SZ3bqma3k1I/AAAAAAAAAPo/mI4YaOGfiJ0/s400/manhorsestatue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304637461026542418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I do not know the man on the horse in this statue picture. However, I do know that he died in battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would I know that when I do not even know who the man was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If a statue in the park of a person on a horse has both front legs in the air, the person died in battle; if the horse has one front leg in the air, the person died as a result of wounds received in battle; if the horse has all four legs on the ground, the person died of natural causes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-7484667660665750309?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/7484667660665750309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=7484667660665750309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/7484667660665750309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/7484667660665750309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2009/02/man-on-this-horse.html' title='The Man on this Horse'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SZ3bqma3k1I/AAAAAAAAAPo/mI4YaOGfiJ0/s72-c/manhorsestatue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-4345978282859066776</id><published>2009-02-13T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:55:28.039-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleeping positions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><title type='text'>Best sleeping positions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="lw_context_ads"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SZVluxXsK-I/AAAAAAAAAPg/-dH2wJ405h8/s1600-h/sleeping+positions.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SZVluxXsK-I/AAAAAAAAAPg/-dH2wJ405h8/s400/sleeping+positions.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302255990499716066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Looking for a good night's sleep? Do you have problems trying to rest at nap time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best positions for getting a good rest are displayed by the models &lt;a href="http://www.kumchee.com/dog-training-tips/resources/interesting/dog_make_you_laugh_02.html"&gt;at this&lt;/a&gt; site. Click the words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-4345978282859066776?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/4345978282859066776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=4345978282859066776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/4345978282859066776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/4345978282859066776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-sleeping-positions.html' title='Best sleeping positions.'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SZVluxXsK-I/AAAAAAAAAPg/-dH2wJ405h8/s72-c/sleeping+positions.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-3314917336989696421</id><published>2009-02-02T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T15:35:54.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheapest &amp; Best Home Security</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SYeBcl7ufEI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/6i3gom95Kzw/s1600-h/safefamily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 132px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SYeBcl7ufEI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/6i3gom95Kzw/s400/safefamily.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298345814843620418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Keeping the family safe at a cost you can afford should be one of your most important issues in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SYeBty0t6NI/AAAAAAAAAPY/XI-DVTJg2TY/s1600-h/safetysystem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 96px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SYeBty0t6NI/AAAAAAAAAPY/XI-DVTJg2TY/s400/safetysystem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298346110361659602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you need one of these gizmos in order to be safe? Think about it. It is not cheap and possibly not too reliable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Play this video for the best action to take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-59fc1096193fa46c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D59fc1096193fa46c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330320776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D16DC7FFB2C05CBECB41FFF264B683F377D5FA14.54050BEB86C6F38EB86270C2A6EDE1CC3A8D67B6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D59fc1096193fa46c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dswpgv11YCq3sQL-TAXcnetaLKbk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D59fc1096193fa46c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330320776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D16DC7FFB2C05CBECB41FFF264B683F377D5FA14.54050BEB86C6F38EB86270C2A6EDE1CC3A8D67B6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D59fc1096193fa46c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dswpgv11YCq3sQL-TAXcnetaLKbk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-3314917336989696421?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/3314917336989696421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=3314917336989696421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/3314917336989696421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/3314917336989696421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2009/02/cheapest-best-home-security.html' title='Cheapest &amp; Best Home Security'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SYeBcl7ufEI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/6i3gom95Kzw/s72-c/safefamily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-7113447378126007498</id><published>2009-01-24T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T17:16:32.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George W. Bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dummy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taliban'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='error'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no brain'/><title type='text'>The End of an Error</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SXruui9dtKI/AAAAAAAAAOk/hbme_mXILYA/s1600-h/Bush+Last+Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SXruui9dtKI/AAAAAAAAAOk/hbme_mXILYA/s400/Bush+Last+Day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294806795353437346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The era (or error) began with Mrs. Harris in Florida at the end of the 2000 Presidential election. Thank God for January 20, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SXrvJQcMl2I/AAAAAAAAAOs/DZ08-N0jWiQ/s1600-h/no+brain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SXrvJQcMl2I/AAAAAAAAAOs/DZ08-N0jWiQ/s400/no+brain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294807254238533474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When the 'no-brainer' picked the one with 'no heart', the whole world began its eight years of suffering. Asia felt betrayed, Africa felt neglected, South America felt like finding a new friend to replace the USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, the Taliban rejoiced at the opportunities that opened for them. The world leader had no brain so could not even get off his chair when planes began hitting USA targets. He stayed in that second grade classroom to hear the rest of the children's story. The one with no heart helped to persuade 'no brain' that the destruction was caused by the WMDs in Iraq. The result was the war of the monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SXrwczcdchI/AAAAAAAAAO0/qd9pJCTHz3M/s1600-h/dummies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SXrwczcdchI/AAAAAAAAAO0/qd9pJCTHz3M/s400/dummies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294808689564021266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;This picture is self-explanatory. No comment is needed for this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tkqlhce.com/click-3527743-10365068" target="_top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ftjcfx.com/image-3527743-10365068" width="336" height="280" alt="Click here for discounted Textbooks" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-7113447378126007498?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/7113447378126007498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=7113447378126007498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/7113447378126007498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/7113447378126007498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2009/01/end-of-error.html' title='The End of an Error'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SXruui9dtKI/AAAAAAAAAOk/hbme_mXILYA/s72-c/Bush+Last+Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-8400388401617084958</id><published>2009-01-18T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:35:52.411-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeland security'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FBI'/><title type='text'>Homeland Security Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                       &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Homeland Security Bill Passed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                              &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just wanted to                        let you know that the New Homeland Security Bill has                        passed. Things will be different now and Internet surfing                        as you know it will be tracked by what the FBI calls a                        ''non intrusive method.' The FBI says you will hardly                        notice anything different. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                              &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;For a                        demonstration, click on the link  below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                       &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;                       &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://users.chartertn.net/tonytemplin/FBI_eyes/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Homeland Security&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                              &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-8400388401617084958?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/8400388401617084958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=8400388401617084958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/8400388401617084958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/8400388401617084958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2009/01/homeland-security-change.html' title='Homeland Security Change'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-3040289028388705484</id><published>2008-12-29T04:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:57:56.103-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Donald Duck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wizard of Oz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cracker Jack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KGB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABBA'/><title type='text'>Odd or Funny Facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="lw_context_ads"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SVjElFfFu0I/AAAAAAAAAOA/KD5-W5USu70/s1600-h/oz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SVjElFfFu0I/AAAAAAAAAOA/KD5-W5USu70/s400/oz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285190304126057282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#008080;"&gt;The name for Oz in the "Wizard of Oz" was thought up when the creator,     Frank Baum, looked at his filing cabinet and saw A-N, and O-Z, hence "Oz."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#008080;"&gt;ABBA got their name by taking the first letter from each of their first names (Agnetha, Bjorn, Benny,     Anni-frid.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#008080;"&gt;A quarter has 119 grooves around the edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#008080;"&gt;Donald Duck's middle name is Fauntleroy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#008080;"&gt;Tigers have striped skin, not just striped fur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#008080;"&gt;The symbol on the "pound" key (#) is called an octothorpe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#008080;"&gt;Bingo is the name of the dog on the Cracker Jack box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#008080;"&gt;In England, the Speaker of the House is not allowed to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#008080;"&gt;The average person falls asleep in seven minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#008080;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The letters KGB stand for Komitet Gosudarstvennoy Bezopasnosti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#008080;"&gt;The plastic things on the end of shoelaces are called aglets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-3040289028388705484?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/3040289028388705484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=3040289028388705484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/3040289028388705484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/3040289028388705484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/12/odd-or-funny-facts.html' title='Odd or Funny Facts'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SVjElFfFu0I/AAAAAAAAAOA/KD5-W5USu70/s72-c/oz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-4265202732264102357</id><published>2008-12-29T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T00:45:30.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='follower'/><title type='text'>Become a follower of this blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Notice the right side of this blog. There below the quarter-horse is a spot called "Followers". Feel free to log onto my blog as a follower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot!!  Roger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interested in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MICHAEL JACKSON&lt;/span&gt; sing-along? 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You take your dog                for a walk and you both use the same tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;2. You can entertain                yourself for more than 15 minutes with a fly                swatter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;3. Your boat has not                left the driveway in 15 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;4. You burn your yard                rather than mow it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;6. The Salvation Army                declines your furniture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;7. You offer to give                someone the shirt off your back and they don't want                it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;8. You have the local                taxidermist on speed dial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;9. You come back from                the dump with more than you took.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;10. You keep a can of                Raid on the kitchen table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;11. Your wife can                climb a tree faster than your cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;12. Your grandmother                has 'ammo' on her Christmas list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;13. You keep flea and                tick soap in the shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;14. You've been                involved in a custody fight over a hunting                dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:130%;color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;15. You go to the                stock car races and don't need a program.              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;16. You know how many                bales of hay your car will hold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;17. You have a rag                for a gas cap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:130%;color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;18. Your house                doesn't have curtains, but your truck does.                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;19. You wonder how                service stations keep their rest-rooms so                clean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;20. You can spit                without opening your mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;21. You consider your                license plate personalized because your father made                it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;22. Your lifetime                goal is to own a fireworks stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;23. You have a                complete set of salad bowls and they all say 'Cool Whip' on the                side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;24. The biggest city                you've ever been to is Wal-Mart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;25. Your working TV                sits on top of your non-working TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;26. You've used your                ironing board as a buffet table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;27. A tornado hits                your neighborhood and does $100,000 worth of                improvements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;28. You've used a                toilet brush to scratch your back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;29. You missed your                5th grade graduation because you were on jury                duty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;color:white;" bg&gt;               &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:130%;color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;30. You think fast                food is hitting a deer at 65 mph.            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;         &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-8696628415676186181?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/8696628415676186181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=8696628415676186181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/8696628415676186181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/8696628415676186181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-know-youre-redneck-when.html' title='You Know You&apos;re a Redneck When....'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SVLSkl4ys1I/AAAAAAAAAN4/B5mRoS1MI98/s72-c/redneck.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-5632511658537852771</id><published>2008-12-23T05:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T05:39:24.389-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blond jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='double decker bus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blond'/><title type='text'>The Bus Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SVDpwx4Sw6I/AAAAAAAAANw/JfSLEvzMo5c/s1600-h/bus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SVDpwx4Sw6I/AAAAAAAAANw/JfSLEvzMo5c/s400/bus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282979387138032546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Two bowling teams, one of all Blondes and one of all Brunettes, charter a double-Decker bus for a weekend trip to Bundaberg.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The Brunette team rode on the bottom of the bus, and the Blonde team rode on the top level. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Brunette team down below really whooped it up, having a great time, when one of them realized she hadn't heard anything from the Blondes upstairs. She decided to go up and investigate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Brunette reached the top, she found all the Blondes in fear, staring straight ahead at the road, clutching the seats in front of them with white knuckles. the brunette asked, 'What's going on up here? We're having a great time downstairs!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;One of the Blondes looked up at her, swallowed hard and whispered...&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'YEAH, BUT YOU'VE GOT A DRIVER!?!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-5632511658537852771?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/5632511658537852771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=5632511658537852771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/5632511658537852771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/5632511658537852771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/12/bus-ride.html' title='The Bus Ride'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SVDpwx4Sw6I/AAAAAAAAANw/JfSLEvzMo5c/s72-c/bus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-5757088412165474699</id><published>2008-12-22T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T18:00:00.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='agnostic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solar system'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='origin of life'/><title type='text'>How Can Life Exist?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="lw_context_ads"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SU9t6oBTnJI/AAAAAAAAANo/5B6YVWUWWPk/s1600-h/sol-sys-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SU9t6oBTnJI/AAAAAAAAANo/5B6YVWUWWPk/s400/sol-sys-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282561741871619218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This question has bothered me for such a long time. No matter how science tries to explain the origin of life, it does not seem logical to me. There are elements in the scientific explanations which are somewhat rational, but how did the first living thing actually become a living thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of an illustration that I have used several times in my ministry as a pastor and missionary. It goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An agnostic kept his opinions very public. He often talked loudly of how he did not believe in God, that everything happened according to scientific laws that nobody actually could explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Christian man was quite tired of hearing this agnostic's views. Finally, the Christian man confronted the agnostic. He invited him to accompany him to his home to see something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they got inside, the Christian took the agnostic to the basement and turned on the light. Then, he turned on an electrical switch. The agnostic was really interested and studied the sight which took up much of the space in the basement. What he saw was a working model of the sun, the planets including Earth, and the moons around the various planets. The electric switch made the model move consistently with the movements of our solar system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who made this?" was the agnostic's first question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christian simply said, "Nobody."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The agnostic got the point. Something which is made needs a maker. Just as surely as someone made that model of the Solar System, the real thing also needed a maker. The only intelligent agent to fabricate such a perfect model is God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I like this story, which is why I have used it several times. Still, I can't understand life. Why am I alive? How can I be alive? When did I start being alive? How long will I be alive? Will my life actually ever end? Will I not go on being who I am, even after this body dies? So many questions!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-5757088412165474699?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/5757088412165474699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=5757088412165474699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/5757088412165474699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/5757088412165474699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-can-life-exist.html' title='How Can Life Exist?'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SU9t6oBTnJI/AAAAAAAAANo/5B6YVWUWWPk/s72-c/sol-sys-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-930594890764622544</id><published>2008-12-19T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T18:00:58.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elephant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elephant foot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgetful elephant'/><title type='text'>An Incredible Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="lw_context_ads"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SUyP474Ym3I/AAAAAAAAANY/WUJ5jgymJcQ/s1600-h/elephant.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SUyP474Ym3I/AAAAAAAAANY/WUJ5jgymJcQ/s400/elephant.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281754671308381042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: Tahoma;" lang="EN-US"&gt;In 1986, Peter Davies  was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Northwestern University  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: Tahoma;" lang="EN-US"&gt;On a hike through the bush, he came  across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air.&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The elephant seemed  distressed, so Peter approached it very carefully.&lt;br /&gt; He got down on one  knee, inspected the elephant's foot, and found a large piece of wood deeply  embedded in it.&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As  carefully and as gently as he could, Peter worked the wood out with his knife,  after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot.&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The elephant turned to face the man, and with  a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense moments.   Peter stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled.   Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned, and walked away.   Peter never forgot that elephant or the events of that  day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: Tahoma;" lang="EN-US"&gt; Twenty years later, Peter was walking through the Chicago Zoo with  his teenaged son.&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As  they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked  over to near where Peter and his son Cameron were standing.  The large bull  elephant stared at Peter, lifted its front foot off the ground, then put it  down. The elephant did that several times then trumpeted loudly, all the while  staring at the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: Tahoma;" lang="EN-US"&gt; Remembering the encounter in 1986, Peter could not  help wondering if this was the same elephant.&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Peter summoned up his courage, climbed over  the railing, and made his way into the enclosure.&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He walked right up to the elephant and stared  back in wonder.&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The  elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of Peter legs and slammed  him against the railing, killing him instantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: Tahoma;" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Probably wasn't the  same elephant.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13pt; font-family: Tahoma;" lang="EN-US"&gt;This is for all  of my friends who send me those heart-warming rubbish  stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-930594890764622544?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/930594890764622544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=930594890764622544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/930594890764622544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/930594890764622544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/12/incredible-story.html' title='An Incredible Story'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SUyP474Ym3I/AAAAAAAAANY/WUJ5jgymJcQ/s72-c/elephant.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-7031190243320842404</id><published>2008-12-16T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T14:37:52.555-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feet smell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smelly feet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='runny nose'/><title type='text'>Do your feet smell?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SUgs5NDFmSI/AAAAAAAAANI/fGbumQQ6n30/s1600-h/stink.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SUgs5NDFmSI/AAAAAAAAANI/fGbumQQ6n30/s320/stink.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280519924358682914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;If your feet smell and your nose runs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;you are upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Scroll down to find out how to know if your feet stink:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SUgtfqY4p3I/AAAAAAAAANQ/FXrBvTjuJsY/s1600-h/feetstink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SUgtfqY4p3I/AAAAAAAAANQ/FXrBvTjuJsY/s400/feetstink.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280520585069766514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-7031190243320842404?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/7031190243320842404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=7031190243320842404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/7031190243320842404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/7031190243320842404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-your-feet-smell.html' title='Do your feet smell?'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SUgs5NDFmSI/AAAAAAAAANI/fGbumQQ6n30/s72-c/stink.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-53404610216263532</id><published>2008-12-12T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T18:01:54.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shepherds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bethlehem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='star'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s gift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angel song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary and Joseph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Savior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Reprint:Shepherds Learn of Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="lw_context_ads"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SUMC7MH_nJI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9L6mPvc0TfA/s1600-h/shepherd-boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SUMC7MH_nJI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9L6mPvc0TfA/s320/shepherd-boys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279066404098645138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is a reprint of a story I wrote on my other blog, &lt;a href="http://inlovewithjesuschrist.com"&gt;In Love With Jesus Christ&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It is a Christmas story written on the Scriptural account in the gospels of Matthew and Luke. Feel free to look at other short stories in this blog, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger Harris]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Maroon;"&gt;“Winter is coming, my brother,” said the ten-year old shepherd boy to his older brother as they protected their small flock of sheep. “It’s already getting cold. I feel it is too cold to be out here.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Another week or two, then we’ll corral the sheep for the winter. It’s cheaper to allow them to eat the grass than to carry food to them for several months,” was the response from the fourteen-year old brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten-year old Ibrahim pulled his cloak more closely to his very slim body, unable to hold back some shivering. He watched the sky a while, got up and stretched and then told his brother, “I think I’ll take a short nap, if it’s all right with you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sure, go ahead.  I’ll awaken you after a couple of hours to you can relieve me while I sleep a little.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy spread an old tattered blanket near his big brother and slowly found a comfortable spot. He looked over the rolling countryside, looking at the campfires of several other groups of men and boys watching their own flocks of sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wish I could be a sheep,” he whispered to his brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking astonished, the older boy asked, “Why would you say that? I think it’s silly to want to be a sheep or any other thing besides what we are, Israelite boys with some sheep to sell in the spring.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Look at them,” the younger responded. “They aren’t shivering in the cold. They have heavy wool coats to keep them warm. They don’t have to work, just eat and sleep. They don’t even worry about where their food comes from. They trust us to keep them fed and watered and even to protect them.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“True,” smiled his brother.  “Still, we have the ability to think, to try to improve our lives and to trust God for our needs.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, God is taking care of us, just as we take care of our sheep.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Only better,” the older added. “We are mortals. We have our limitations. Sometimes we don’t see a problem until it is too late, until one of our precious animals has been attacked. God knows what dangers are present, things that we don’t know anything about. Our God watches over us much better than we could ever watch over our little flock of sheep.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You know, I sometimes wonder if the things that the scribes teach us are really true.” It was Ibrahim speaking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You are being improper, Ibrahim,” scolded the older boy. “You must not talk like that. It is against our teachings to question the scribes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Just consider the things they teach us, the miracles of Moses, the feats of King David hundreds of years ago, even the Garden of Eden,” Ibrahim reasoned. “Why don’t we see the same things in our own day? Why do the scribes tell us that we are God’s favorite people when we can’t even have a king of our own? Why is Rome sending people to rule over us? Why don’t we see great things happening, things such as the parting of the sea or the pole which becomes a snake? There are lots of things that sound like Grandpa’s talk.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What do you mean? What is Grandpa’s talk?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You know. Grandpa tells stories that are kind of hard to believe. He even tells predictions about the future, predictions which have been around for centuries and have not ever happened.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think you are doing too much independent thinking, Ibrahim,” his brother scolded again. “Our duty is to accept the teachings of our religious leaders without questioning them.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How about the…?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Just go to sleep, brother,” demanded the teenaged brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibrahim rolled over onto his side and pulled the old blanket up around his neck, closing his eyes. He reached over and patted his older brother on the knee, saying, “Don’t let me sleep too long. You need to sleep, too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon the heavy breathing signaled that Ibrahim was beginning to sleep. The older boy continued to watch the sky, to look over their little flock and to add some sticks to their small campfire. His facial expression changed a bit when he thought he saw a shooting star far over the horizon. However, this star did not fade away in a couple of seconds as shooting stars always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older boy noticed that a few other shepherds from the other flocks stood up to see the same star that he was watching. Although he could not hear their words, he heard some of the shepherds talking about the star. They were pointing toward it. More and more shepherds began to notice the star. It seemed to be getting larger and brighter, as if it was coming closer to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He noticed that the noise of the sheep had diminished and finally became quiet. That was unusual, hearing no sounds from the sheep, even in the nighttime. He stood up to try to see the light better, deciding that this was not a shooting star at all. It was too bright and clearly approaching them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibrahim also woke up, noticing the unusual quietness of the night. “Is something wrong? I don’t hear our sheep bleating.” He looked toward his standing brother and then looked in the direction of the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, the bright light was upon the whole area. The little town of Bethlehem, their hometown, always had a few visible lights at night that the shepherds could see. Now, however, the town was lighted up, not by the lanterns and candles but by some strange light from above. It was not the same as sunlight, not at all. They had never seen a light of this type before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t be afraid.” The voice seemed to come from the brightness above and around them. “I am bringing you good news. It is the news that you have heard for centuries. The time has come for the Savior to be born. He is the Christ Who has come to save all people.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice, though very strong, did not scare them, especially after hearing it say that it had good news. Ibrahim, like the other shepherds around this rolling countryside, did not know what to do. Should he stand or lie down or kneel? Should he try to speak or only listen for more messages from the light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few seconds, the light seemed to form a shape. It looked somewhat like the figures of cherubim, the type of angels which had decorated the Ark of the Covenant, which nobody knew how to find any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibrahim’s brother said, “It’s an angel! They’re real! This is an angel!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the angel’s voice came loud and clear. “You will find this Savior in the form of a baby, a human baby. He is now in Bethlehem, the city of David, which is where the prophet foretold to be His birthplace. He is not in a palace but in a barn with a manger as His bed.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if this were not enough, quickly the people on the hillsides could see many, many more angelic type of creatures in this strong light. There were far too many to count. They also began speaking. Although each of them was speaking, their message was clear, “Praise and glory to God on high. He declares His goal of peace with mankind. He has good will toward men everywhere.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an instant, the angels were gone, and the light disappeared. It took a while for the men’s eyes to adjust again to the darkness of the night. The sheep again returned to their animal sounds. Things seemed just as they had been before the light and the angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commotion became rampant.  Various shepherds left their flocks to go to talk to a neighboring shepherd about this happening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“My mother told me to stop drinking while tending the sheep,” said one of them. “Now, I’m seeing things and hearing things. I must stop.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s not the drink, Josiah,” said another shepherd. “This is real. Maybe someone can try to watch all of the sheep so the rest of us can go to Bethlehem to see the baby.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some time, they arranged several shifts to watch sheep while others went to find the baby. They agreed that the ones who went first would come back and let the others go to see Him if they wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibrahim was in the first group to go search for the new Savior in the little town. “May I take some kind of gift for Him?” he asked his brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I wish we had something to give,” the brother agreed, “but all we have are some sheep.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I will go to see the baby. Then, when I get back here, we will decide about giving Him something,” Ibrahim suggested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibrahim and the others in the first shift to go seek the baby wandered through Bethlehem. It was a small town so the search was not as hard as they imagined. The angel had told them that the baby was in a barn. Only one barn seemed to have any light in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With permission from Joseph, they entered the barn and carefully looked in the manger. He looked like any other Hebrew baby, very much like the younger brothers or sons that some of the shepherds had in their own homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After talking with Mary and Joseph, the parents of the baby, they returned to the fields so that another group could come and see the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibrahim’s brother was very excited when the group returned to the fields. However, he was upset that Ibrahim was not among the returnees. One of them told him that Ibrahim was so impressed that he want to their father’s house to tell the rest of the family about this that they had witnessed. “He will be back soon so you can go to see Him, too,” one of them told the teenaged boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Ibrahim returned to watch the sheep so his brother could go to see the baby. “Here, take this to give to him,” said Ibrahim. It was a shiny metal pendant that Ibrahim had won in a contest a few years earlier. “I can’t think of any other thing to give Him.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of the shepherds slept much that night. They talked among themselves, comparing observations and opinions. It was clear, however, that all of them had become believers in the “grandpa talk” and in the miracles that they had heard about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the next days, people from Bethlehem searched the rolling countryside where the shepherds had witnessed the angelic presence and heard the announcement. Several people visited the barn in which the baby had been born. Mary and Joseph and the baby were no longer there after Joseph took care of the taxation affairs which had brought them to Bethlehem in the first place. They had returned to Galilee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People from the little town of Bethlehem were largely changed. Some skeptics remained, but most of the town felt that the shepherds had really seen angels and heard angel voices that night. Most of the shepherds seemed different after that night. Drinking and swearing became things of the past. The shepherds became more serious, talking about eternal matters and spiritual matters. The scribes in the little town noticed, too, that there was much more interest in their sermons and their teachings from the writings of Moses and the prophets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless that the baby was not heard from for many years after that, the men who had witnessed this event were changed. They cultivated spiritual conversations and spent much time listening to the reading of the old scriptures. Many of those shepherds died before Jesus of Nazareth became such a popular figure about thirty years later. Ibrahim, however, did get to see the baby in His years of popularity. He spent much time listening to Jesus’ sermons and trying to understand His teachings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I could feel the love that the angels had for the Savior Baby that night,” recalled Ibrahim as he told his own children about that night. “They clearly loved Him very much. Now that I have heard His sermons a few times, I feel a closeness to Him, too. I remember what He once said, that He was very approachable and lowly in His own heart.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-53404610216263532?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/53404610216263532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=53404610216263532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/53404610216263532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/53404610216263532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/12/reprintshepherds-learn-of-jesus.html' title='Reprint:Shepherds Learn of Jesus'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SUMC7MH_nJI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9L6mPvc0TfA/s72-c/shepherd-boys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-7222993103349573624</id><published>2008-12-09T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T18:02:44.011-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dial-up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='measles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drive-in movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wild horses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie rentals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mumps'/><title type='text'>Things which will soon be extinct in USA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="lw_context_ads"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/ST9AdRRI4aI/AAAAAAAAAMo/YeFtnnyX8PE/s1600-h/extinct.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 125px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/ST9AdRRI4aI/AAAAAAAAAMo/YeFtnnyX8PE/s320/extinct.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278008159897182626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;24.  Yellow  Pages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;                  This year will be pivotal for the global Yellow Pages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; industry. Much  like newspapers, print Yellow Pages will continue to bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; dollars to  their various digital counterparts, from Internet Yellow Pages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; (IYPs),  to local search engines and combination search/listing services &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; like  Reach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Local  and Yodle Factors like an acceleration of the print 'fade rate'&lt;br /&gt; and the  looming recession will contribute to the onslaught. One research&lt;br /&gt; firm  predicts the falloff in usage of newspapers and print Yellow  Pages&lt;br /&gt; could even reach 10% this year -- much higher than the 2%-3% fade  rate&lt;br /&gt; seen in past  years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              23.  Classified  Ads&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  The Internet has made so many things obsolete that&lt;br /&gt; newspaper classified  ads might sound like just another trivial item on a&lt;br /&gt; long list. But this  is one of those harbingers of the future that could&lt;br /&gt; signal the end of  civilization as we know it. The argument is that if&lt;br /&gt; newspaper  classifieds are replaced by free online listings at sites  like&lt;br /&gt; Craigslist.org and Google Base, then newspapers are not far behind  them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              22.  Movie Rental  Stores&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  While Netflix is looking up at the moment, Blockbuster&lt;br /&gt; keeps closing  store locations by the hundreds. It still has about 6,000 &lt;br /&gt; left  across  the world, but those keep dwindling and the stock is down&lt;br /&gt; considerably  in 2008, especially since the company gave up a quest of&lt;br /&gt; Circuit City.  Movie Gallery, which owned the Hollywood Video brand, closed&lt;br /&gt; up shop  earlier this year. Countless small video chains and mom-and-pop&lt;br /&gt; stores  have given up the ghost  already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               21. Dial-up Internet  Access&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Dial-up connections have fallen from 40% in 2001 to 10% in&lt;br /&gt; 2008. The  combination of an infrastructure to accommodate affordable high&lt;br /&gt; speed  Internet connections and the disappearing home phone have all  but&lt;br /&gt; pounded the final nail in the coffin of dial-up Internet  access.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              20.  Phone  Landlines&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  According to a survey from the National Center for Health&lt;br /&gt; Statistics,  at the end of 2007, nearly one in six homes was cell-only and,&lt;br /&gt; of those  homes that had landlines, one in eight only received calls on &lt;br /&gt; their  cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             19.  Chesapeake Bay Blue  Crabs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Maryland's icon, the blue crab, has been fading away in&lt;br /&gt; Chesapeake Bay.  Last year Maryland saw the lowest harvest (22 million&lt;br /&gt; pounds) since  1945. Just four decades ago the bay produced 96  million&lt;br /&gt; pounds.  The  population is down 70% since 1990, when they first did a formal&lt;br /&gt; count.  There are only about 120 million crabs in the bay and they think&lt;br /&gt; they  need 200 million for a sustainable population. Overfishing,  pollution,&lt;br /&gt; invasive species and global warming get the  blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            18.  VCRs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                For the better part of three decades, the VCR was a&lt;br /&gt; best-seller and  staple in every American household until being completely&lt;br /&gt; decimated by  the DVD, and now the Digital Video Recorder (DVR). In fact,&lt;br /&gt; the only  remnants of the VHS age at your local Wal-Mart or Radio Shack are &lt;br /&gt; blank VHS tapes these days. Pre-recorded VHS tapes are largely gone  and VHS&lt;br /&gt; decks are practically nowhere to be found. They served us so  well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            17.  Ash  Trees&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                In the late 1990s, a pretty, irridescent green species of&lt;br /&gt; beetle, now  known as the emerald ash borer, hitched a ride to North&lt;br /&gt; America with  ash wood products imported from eastern Asia. In less than a  decade,&lt;br /&gt; its larvae have killed millions of trees in the midwest, and  continue to&lt;br /&gt; spread. They've killed more than 30 million ash trees in  southeastern&lt;br /&gt; Michigan alone, with tens of millions more lost in Ohio  and Indiana. More&lt;br /&gt; than 7.5 billion ash trees are currently at  risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             16. Ham  Radio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Amateur radio operators enjoy personal (and often worldwide)&lt;br /&gt; wireless  communications with each other and are able to support  their&lt;br /&gt; communities with emergency and disaster communications if  necessary, while&lt;br /&gt; increasing their personal knowledge of electronics and  radio theory.&lt;br /&gt; However, proliferation of the Internet and its popularity  among youth has&lt;br /&gt; caused the decline of amateur radio. In the past five  years alone, the&lt;br /&gt; number of people holding active ham radio licenses has  dropped by 50,000,&lt;br /&gt; even though Morse Code is no longer a  requirement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;b&gt;15. The Swimming  Hole&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Thanks to our litigious society, swimming holes are becoming&lt;br /&gt; a thing of  the past. '20/20' reports that swimming hole owners, like &lt;br /&gt; Robert  Every  in High Falls, N.Y., are shutting them down out of worry that  if&lt;br /&gt; someone gets hurt they'll sue. And that's exactly what happened in &lt;br /&gt; Seattle.  The  city of  Bellingham  was sued by Katie Hofstetter who was paralyzed in a&lt;br /&gt; fall at a popular  swimming hole in Whatcom Falls Park. As injuries occur&lt;br /&gt; and lawsuits  follow, expect more swimming holes to post 'Keep out!'  signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            14.  Answering  Machines&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                The increasing disappearance of answering machines is&lt;br /&gt; directly tied to  No 20 our list -- the decline of landlines. According to&lt;br /&gt; USA Today, the  number of homes that only use cell phones jumped 159%&lt;br /&gt; between 2004 and  2007. It has been particularly bad in New York; since 2000,&lt;br /&gt; landline  usage has dropped 55%. It's logical that as cell phones rise,&lt;br /&gt; many of  them replacing traditional landlines, that there will be fewer &lt;br /&gt; answering  machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            13.  Cameras That Use  Film&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                It doesn't require a statistician to prove the rapid&lt;br /&gt; disappearance of  the film camera in America. Just look to companies like&lt;br /&gt; Nikon, the  professional's choice for quality camera equipment. In 2006,  it&lt;br /&gt; announced that it would stop making film cameras, pointing to the &lt;br /&gt; shrinking market -- only 3% of its sales in 2005, compared to 75% of  sales from&lt;br /&gt; digital cameras and  equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;b&gt;12. Incandescent  Bulbs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Before a few years ago, the standard 60-watt (or, yikes,&lt;br /&gt; 100-watt) bulb  was the mainstay of every U.S. home. With the green &lt;br /&gt; movement  and  all-things-sustainable-energy crowd, the Compact Fluorescent  Lightbulb&lt;br /&gt; (CFL) is largely replacing the older, Edison-era incandescent  bulb. The&lt;br /&gt; EPA reports that 2007 sales for Energy Star CFLs nearly  doubled from 2006, and&lt;br /&gt; these sales accounted for approximately 20  percent of the U.S. light bulb&lt;br /&gt; market. And according to USA Today, a  new energy bill plans to phase out&lt;br /&gt; incandescent bulbs in the next four  to 12  years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            11.  Stand-Alone Bowling  Alleys&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                BowlingBalls.US claims there are still 60 million Americans&lt;br /&gt; who bowl at  least once a year, but many are not bowling in stand-alone&lt;br /&gt; bowling  alleys. Today most new bowling alleys are part of facilities for&lt;br /&gt; all  types or recreation including laser tag, go-karts, bumper cars, video  game&lt;br /&gt; arcades, climbing walls and glow miniature golf. Bowling lanes  also have&lt;br /&gt; been added to many non-traditional venues such as adult  communities,&lt;br /&gt; hotels and resorts, and gambling  casinos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            10.  The  Milkman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                According to the U.S. Department of Agriculture, in 1950,&lt;br /&gt; over half of  the milk delivered was to the home in quart bottles, by 1963,&lt;br /&gt; it was  about a third and by 2001, it represented only 0.4% percent.&lt;br /&gt; Nowadays  most milk is sold through supermarkets in gallon jugs. The steady decline &lt;br /&gt; in home-delivered milk is blamed, of course, on the rise of the  supermarket,&lt;br /&gt; better home refrigeration and longer-lasting milk.  Although some milkmen&lt;br /&gt; still make the rounds in pockets of the U.S.,  they are certainly a  dying&lt;br /&gt; breed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            9.  Hand-Written  Letters&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                In 2006, the Radicati Group estimated that, worldwide, 183&lt;br /&gt; billion  e-mails were sent each day. Two million each second. By November&lt;br /&gt; of  2007, an estimated 3.3 billion Earthlings owned cell phones, and 80% of &lt;br /&gt; the world's population had access to cell phone coverage. In  2004,&lt;br /&gt; half-a-trillion text messages were sent, and the number has no  doubt&lt;br /&gt; increased exponentially since then. So where amongst this gorge  of gabble&lt;br /&gt; is there room for the elegant, polite hand-written  letter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            8.  Wild  Horses&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                It is estimated that 100 years ago, as many as two million&lt;br /&gt; horses were  roaming free within the United States. In 2001, National&lt;br /&gt; Geographic  News estimated that the wild horse population had decreased to&lt;br /&gt; about  50,000 head. Currently, the National Wild Horse and Burro  Advisory&lt;br /&gt; board states that there are 32,000 free roaming horses in ten  Western&lt;br /&gt; states, with half of them residing in Nevada. The Bureau of  Land&lt;br /&gt; Management is seeking to reduce the total number of free range  horses to 27,000,&lt;br /&gt; possibly by selective  euthanasia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             7. Personal  Checks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                According to an American Bankers Assoc. report, a net 23% of&lt;br /&gt; consumers  plan to decrease their use of checks over the next two years,&lt;br /&gt; while a  net 14% plan to increase their use of PIN debit. Bill payment&lt;br /&gt; remains  the last stronghold of paper-based payments -- for the time  being.&lt;br /&gt; Checks continue to be the most commonly used bill payment  method, with 71%&lt;br /&gt; of consumers paying at least one recurring bill per  month by writing a&lt;br /&gt; check. However, on a bill-by-bill basis, checks  account for only 49% of&lt;br /&gt; consumers' recurring bill payments (down from  72% in 2001 and 60% in&lt;br /&gt; 2003).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;            6.  Drive-in  Theaters&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                During the peak in 1958, there were more than 4,000 drive-in&lt;br /&gt; theaters  in this country, but in 2007 only 405 drive-ins were still&lt;br /&gt; operating.  Exactly zero new drive-ins have been built since 2005. Only  one&lt;br /&gt; reopened in 2005 and five reopened in 2006, so there isn't much of  a&lt;br /&gt; movement toward reviving the closed  ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            5.  Mumps &amp;amp;  Measles&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Despite what's been in the news lately, the measles and&lt;br /&gt; mumps  actually, truly are disappearing from the United States. In 1964,  212,000&lt;br /&gt; cases of mumps were reported in the U.S. By 1983, this figure  had dropped&lt;br /&gt; to 3,000, thanks to a vigorous vaccination program. Prior  to the introduction&lt;br /&gt; of the measles vaccine, approximately half a  million cases of measles were&lt;br /&gt; reported in the U.S. annually, resulting  in 450 deaths. In 2005, only 66&lt;br /&gt; cases were  recorded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            4.  Honey  Bees&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Perhaps nothing on our list of disappearing America is so&lt;br /&gt; dire;  plummeting so enormously; and so necessary to the survival of our&lt;br /&gt; food  supply as the honey bee. Very scary. 'Colony Collapse Disorder,' or CCD, &lt;br /&gt; has spread throughout the U.S. and Europe over the past few years,  wiping out&lt;br /&gt; 50% to 90% of the colonies of many beekeepers -- and along  with it,  their&lt;br /&gt; livelihood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;             3. News Magazines and TV  News&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                While the TV evening newscasts haven't gone anywhere over&lt;br /&gt; the last  several decades, their audiences have. In 1984, in a story about  the&lt;br /&gt; diminishing returns of the evening news, the New York Times  reported that&lt;br /&gt; all three network evening-news programs combined had only  40.9 million&lt;br /&gt; viewers. Fast forward to 2008, and what they have today is  half  that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            2.  Analog  TV&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                According to the Consumer Electronics Association, 85% of&lt;br /&gt; homes in the  U.S. get their television programming through cable or&lt;br /&gt; satellite  providers. For the remaining 15% -- or 13 million individuals --&lt;br /&gt; who  are using rabbit ears or a large outdoor antenna to get their  local&lt;br /&gt; stations, change is in the air. If you are one of these people  you'll need&lt;br /&gt; to get a new TV or a converter box in order to get the new  stations which&lt;br /&gt; will only be broadcast in  digital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            1.  The Family  Farm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Since the 1930s, the number of family farms has been&lt;br /&gt; declining rapidly.  According to the USDA, 5.3 million farms dotted the&lt;br /&gt; nation in 1950, but  this number had declined to 2.1 million by the 2003&lt;br /&gt; farm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;census  (data from the 2007 census hasn't yet been published).  Ninety-one&lt;br /&gt; percent of the U.S.farms are small family farms.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-7222993103349573624?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/7222993103349573624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=7222993103349573624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/7222993103349573624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/7222993103349573624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/12/things-which-will-soon-be-extinct-in.html' title='Things which will soon be extinct in USA'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/ST9AdRRI4aI/AAAAAAAAAMo/YeFtnnyX8PE/s72-c/extinct.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-5036922095548816409</id><published>2008-12-07T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T18:03:35.055-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fake watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imitation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rolex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hologram'/><title type='text'>Is it a 'real' Rolex?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="lw_context_ads"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/STu-3arKPyI/AAAAAAAAAMg/cB0TMytjS1c/s1600-h/rolex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/STu-3arKPyI/AAAAAAAAAMg/cB0TMytjS1c/s320/rolex.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277021247657099042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You want a 'real' Rolex watch, not the imitations that you get email spam about. How can you know if a so-called Rolex is real or a fake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The web site which gives you detailed information about the real verses the fake is &lt;a href="http://greatguylife.com/category.aspx?cid=25"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; in case you want more detail than I present on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are nine items that you should look for when considering whether a Rolex is real or phoney:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The weight of the watch should seem heavy, not light at all.&lt;br /&gt;2. The dial face should be of crystal, not plastic.&lt;br /&gt;3. The magnifier bubble over the date on the watch should be perfect and present.&lt;br /&gt;4. The second hand should run smoothly around the clock face instead of ticking from second to second.&lt;br /&gt;5. The bracelet, when viewed from the back side, should be perfect and have no flawed links. Also, the bracelet should clearly match the watch itself.&lt;br /&gt;6. The back of the watch should NOT be clear. Rolex has not ever made any see-through backs to enable you to view the working parts inside.&lt;br /&gt;7. Look for a crown emblem on the winding stem. If it is glued on, it is a fake watch.&lt;br /&gt;8. The winding seal is not loose but is firmly attached.&lt;br /&gt;9. Inspect the hologram seal on the back of the watch. If the sticker does not change in appearance when you view it from a different direction, it is a fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can afford to pay the price of a real Rolex watch, you deserve a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;real &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Rolex watch. Do not allow yourself to be deceived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-5036922095548816409?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://greatguylife.com/category.aspx?cid=25' title='Is it a &apos;real&apos; Rolex?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/5036922095548816409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=5036922095548816409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/5036922095548816409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/5036922095548816409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-it-real-rolex.html' title='Is it a &apos;real&apos; Rolex?'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/STu-3arKPyI/AAAAAAAAAMg/cB0TMytjS1c/s72-c/rolex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-5659941284928860852</id><published>2008-11-29T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T23:24:04.065-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cowboy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kangaroo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preacher'/><title type='text'>Cowboy Humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/STI8ppKDWLI/AAAAAAAAAMY/rVXGSmvYG_o/s1600-h/cowboyHumor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/STI8ppKDWLI/AAAAAAAAAMY/rVXGSmvYG_o/s320/cowboyHumor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274344799724591282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Quotations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul class="red"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Behind every successful rancher is a wife who works in town." &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never approach a bull from the front, a horse from the rear, or a drunk cowboy from any direction. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; If you've done it. it ain't braggin'!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"A bronc' rider should be light in the head and heavy in the seat." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Broke is what happens when a cowboy lets his yearnin's get ahead of his earnin's."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Cowboy Jokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;COWBOY &amp;amp; THE PREACHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009999;"&gt;One Sunday, a cowboy went to church. When he entered, he saw that he and the preacher were the only ones present. The preacher asked the cowboy if he wanted him to go ahead and preach. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009999;"&gt;The cowboy said, "I'm not too smart, but if I went to feed my cattle and only one showed up, I'd feed him." &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So the minister began his sermon. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One hour passed, then two hours, then two-and-a-half hours. The preacher finally finished and came down to ask the cowboy how he had liked the sermon. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The cowboy answered slowly, "Well, I'm not very smart, but if I went to feed my cattle and only one showed up, I sure wouldn't feed him all the hay."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A cowboy lost his favorite Bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h1&gt; &lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The devout cowboy lost his favorite Bible while he was mending fences out on the&lt;br /&gt;range.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three weeks later, a cow walked up to him carrying the Bible in its mouth. The cowboy couldn't believe his eyes. He took the precious book out of the cow's mouth, raised his eyes heavenward and exclaimed, “It's a miracle!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Not really,” said the cow. “Your name is written inside the cover.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cowboy in Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="arial14"&gt;c&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;owboy from Texas goes to Australia for a vacation. There he meets an Aussie farmer and starts talking.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;      The Aussie shows off his big wheat field and the Texan says, "Oh! We have wheat fields that are at least twice as large".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;      Then they walk around the ranch a little and the Aussie shows off his herd of cattle. The Texan immediately says, " We have longhorns that are at least twice as large as your cows". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;      The conversation has, meanwhile, almost died when the Texan sees a herd of kangaroos hopping through the field. He asks, "And what are those"? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;      The Aussie asks with an incredulous look, "Don't you have any grasshoppers in Texas"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-5659941284928860852?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/5659941284928860852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=5659941284928860852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/5659941284928860852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/5659941284928860852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/11/cowboy-humor.html' title='Cowboy Humor'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/STI8ppKDWLI/AAAAAAAAAMY/rVXGSmvYG_o/s72-c/cowboyHumor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-1655615713690971576</id><published>2008-11-28T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T19:15:30.545-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seminole Indians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hard Rock Cafe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyde Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='native American'/><title type='text'>Who Owns Hard Rock Cafe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/STCxaKx6yCI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/XJ22Tozn-RI/s1600-h/HardRock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273910226779293730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/STCxaKx6yCI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/XJ22Tozn-RI/s320/HardRock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, most of the Hard Rock Cafes, four Hard Rock Hotels, two Hard Rock Hotel &amp;amp; Casinos combos and three Hard Rock Live! concert venues are now owned by people from the American Indian tribe that the man in the photo is a member of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The tribe paid $965 Million for the package in 2006. Although the original Hard Rock Cafe near Hyde Park in London is not in the deal, its name was changed when the take-over was culminated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Hard Rock Hotel and Casino in Las Vegas is also not in the deal to the native American tribe. It was bought Morgan's Hotel Group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Indians which bought the Hard Rock group is one which never signed a peace treaty with the USA. There are two branches of the tribe, one in Oklahoma and one in Florida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yes, of course, the &lt;a href="http://www.seminoletribe.com/"&gt;Seminoles&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-1655615713690971576?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/1655615713690971576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=1655615713690971576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/1655615713690971576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/1655615713690971576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/11/who-owns-hard-rock-cafe.html' title='Who Owns Hard Rock Cafe?'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/STCxaKx6yCI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/XJ22Tozn-RI/s72-c/HardRock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-2899957239162714353</id><published>2008-11-27T02:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T02:33:55.030-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school students'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retired school teacher'/><title type='text'>Student Versions of World History</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SS50r5l4cMI/AAAAAAAAAMI/dVX30GfqxZg/s1600-h/schoolcomedyclub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SS50r5l4cMI/AAAAAAAAAMI/dVX30GfqxZg/s400/schoolcomedyclub.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273280511240335554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;As a retired school teacher, I realize that kids can be funny. Sometimes it is on purpose and many times because of their misunderstanding of what they supposedly learned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Here are a few examples of the latter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Without the Greeks, we wouldn't have history. The Greeks invented three kinds of columns - Corinthian, Doric and Ironic. They also had myths. A myth is a female moth. One myth says that the mother of Achilles dipped him in the River Stynx until he became intolerable. Achilles appears in "The Illiad", by Homer. Homer also wrote the "Oddity", in which Penelope was the last hardship that Ulysses endured on his journey. Acutally, Homer was not written by Homer but by another man of that name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Then came the Middle Ages. King Alfred conquered the Dames, King Arthur lived in the Age of Shivery, King Harlos mustarded his troops before the Battle of Hastings, Joan of Arc was cannonized by George Bernard Shaw, and the victims of the Black Death grew boobs on their necks. Finally, the Magna Carta provided that no free man should be hanged twice for the same offense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The greatest writer of the Renaissance was William Shakespear. Shakespear never made much money and is famous only because of his plays. He lived in Windsor with his merry wives, writing tragedies, comedies and errors. In one of Shakespear's famous plays, Hamlet rations out his situation by relieving himself in a long soliloquy. In another, Lady Macbeth tries to convince Macbeth to kill the King by attacking his manhood. Romeo and Juliet are an example of a heroic couplet. Writing at the same time as Shakespear was Milton. Milton wrote "Paradise Lost". Then his wife died and he wrote "Paradise Regained".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*One of the causes of the Revolutionary Wars was the English put tacks in their tea. Also, the colonists would send their pacels through the post without stamps. During the War, Red Coats and Raul Revere was throwing balls over stone walls. The dogs were barking and the peacocks crowing. Finally, the colonists won the War and no longer had to pay for taxis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Abraham Lincoln became America's greatest Precedent. Lincoln's mother died in infancy, and he was born in a log cabin which he built with his own hands. When Lincoln was President, he wore only a tall silk hat. He said, "In onion there is strength". Abraham Lincoln write the Gettysburg address while traveling from Washington to Gettysburg n the back of an envelope. he also signed the Emasculation Proclamation, and the Fourteenth Admendment gave the ex-Negroes citizenship. But the Clue Clux Clan would torcher and lynch the ex-Negroes and other innocent victims. On the night of April 13, 1965, Lincoln went to the theater and got shot in his seat bye one of the actors in a moving picture show. The believed assinator was John Wilkes Booth, a supposedly insane actor. This ruined Booth's career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Back was the most famous composes in the world, and so was Handel. Handel was half German, half Italian and half English. He was very large. Bach died from 1750 to the present. Beethoven wrote music even though he was deaf. He was so deaf he wrote loud music. He took long walks in the forest even when everyone was calling for him. Beethoven expired in 1827 and later died for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The sun never set on the British Empire because the British Empire is in the East and the sun sets in the West. Queen Victoria was the longest queen. She sat on a thorn for 63 years. Her reclining years and finally the end of her life were exemplatory of a great personality. Her death was the final event which ended her reign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The First World War, caused by the assignation of the Arch-Duck by a surf, ushered in a new error in the anals of human history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;nd many, many more school kid errors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-2899957239162714353?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/2899957239162714353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=2899957239162714353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/2899957239162714353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/2899957239162714353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/11/student-versions-of-world-history.html' title='Student Versions of World History'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SS50r5l4cMI/AAAAAAAAAMI/dVX30GfqxZg/s72-c/schoolcomedyclub.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-5746845593201639004</id><published>2008-11-24T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T18:47:02.690-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free meals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long-distance calls'/><title type='text'>Funny Ways to Save Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SStli59uQRI/AAAAAAAAALw/2lWdie0BOl0/s1600-h/funnymoney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SStli59uQRI/AAAAAAAAALw/2lWdie0BOl0/s400/funnymoney.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272419439116960018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are real suggestions, and then there are some funny ways to save money that you really shouldn't try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Funny Ways To Save Money - The Real Suggestions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A creative penny pincher found a way to save money on a car wash. He washed his entire car using the squeegee at the gas station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman confessed that she has the kids stuff their pockets with the free ketchup, salt and other condiment packets every time they were in a fast food restaurant. That's not all, though. She actually had the kids squeeze ketchup and mustard from the packets into regular jars of ketchup and mustard, and claims she hasn't bought these condiments in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To save money on an umbrella, one man suggests going to the lost and found department of any large public library. Tell them you lost a black umbrella. They will have several, from which you can pick the best one and claim it as your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call people long-distance when you know they won't be home. Leave a message for them to call. That way, they pay for the long-distance call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't pay baby sitters! Get young couples who are thinking about having kids to "rent" yours for the evening. They get to see what it will be like, and you can get paid instead of paying for sitters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn off the TV and all the lights to save electricity. Tell the kids it's a game of hide-and-seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train your dog to beg for food from strangers, so you won't have to buy dog food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit friends around dinner time to get free meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I write a book on ways to save money, funny or not, will I make much in sales, or will everyone take my suggestion and borrow it from the library instead of buying it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-5746845593201639004?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/5746845593201639004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=5746845593201639004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/5746845593201639004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/5746845593201639004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/11/funny-ways-to-save-money.html' title='Funny Ways to Save Money'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SStli59uQRI/AAAAAAAAALw/2lWdie0BOl0/s72-c/funnymoney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-5885592131628755853</id><published>2008-11-22T04:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T05:00:08.068-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant names'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seafood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><title type='text'>Do You Want to Eat Here?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SSgBZMr9dvI/AAAAAAAAALo/Z0SIviUHwW0/s1600-h/soon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SSgBZMr9dvI/AAAAAAAAALo/Z0SIviUHwW0/s400/soon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271464896251131634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Silicon Valley   ###HARD DISK CAFÉ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Place  ###POOH PING PALACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kosher Chinese         ###SHALOM HUNAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese Place         ###MISO HAPI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San Francisco Bar ###CLUB FOOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thai Restaurant         ###THAI-TANIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rib Place  ###BONES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot Dog Place         ###FRANK-N-STEIN’S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thai Restaurant         ###THAIPHOONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seafood Shack         ###SEA SENOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jewish Place  ###LOX STOCK AND BAGEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean Diner  ###SEOUL MAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virginia Restaurant ###I DUNNO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Virginia ###I DUNNO EITHER&lt;br /&gt;Restaurant nearby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arizona Place  ###MY BIG FAT GREEK RESTAURANT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee Shop  ###UNCOMMON GROUNDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahama Seafood         ###STONED CRAB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Kong Place         ###AH CHOO NOODLE HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegan Deli  ###HOLY CHOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virginia Place         ###NACHO MAMA’S  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seafood Place  ###CRABBY OYSTER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-5885592131628755853?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/5885592131628755853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=5885592131628755853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/5885592131628755853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/5885592131628755853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/11/do-you-want-to-eat-here.html' title='Do You Want to Eat Here?'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SSgBZMr9dvI/AAAAAAAAALo/Z0SIviUHwW0/s72-c/soon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-7115777516976685874</id><published>2008-11-15T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T02:21:08.295-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speeding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='police'/><title type='text'>A Woman Pulled Over for Speeding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SR6hhYxmPdI/AAAAAAAAALg/GlDRkhlR-7U/s1600-h/woman+driver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 98px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SR6hhYxmPdI/AAAAAAAAALg/GlDRkhlR-7U/s400/woman+driver.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268826209028292050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Older Woman : Is there a problem, Officer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer : Ma'am, you were speeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Older Woman : Oh, I see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer : Can I see your license please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Older Woman : I'd give it to you but I don't have one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer : Don't have one?&lt;br /&gt;Older Woman : &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lost it, 4 years ago for drunk driving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer : I see...Can I see your vehicle registration papers please.&lt;br /&gt;Older Woman : &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I can't do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer : Why not?&lt;br /&gt;Older Woman : &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I stole this car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer : Stole it?&lt;br /&gt;Older Woman : &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yes, and I killed and hacked up the owner&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Officer : You what?&lt;br /&gt;Older Woman : &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;His body parts are in plastic bags in the trunk if you want to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Officer looks at the woman and slowly backs away to his car and calls for back up. Within minutes 5 police cars circle the car. A senior officer slowly approaches the car, clasping his half drawn gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer 2 : Ma'am, could you step out of your vehicle please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman steps out of her vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older woman : &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Is there a problem sir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer 2 : One of my officers told me that you have stolen this car and murdered the owner.&lt;br /&gt;Older Woman : &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Murdered the owner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer 2 : Yes, could you please open the trunk of your car, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman opens the trunk, revealing nothing but an empty trunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer 2 : Is this your car, ma'am?&lt;br /&gt;Older Woman : &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yes, here are the registration papers. The officer is quite stunned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer 2 : One of my officers claims that you do not have a driving license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman digs into her handbag and pulls out a clutch purse and hands it to the officer. The officer examines the license. He looks quite puzzled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer 2 : Thank you ma'am, one of my officers told me you didn't have a license, that you stole this car, and that you murdered and hacked up the owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older Woman : &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bet the liar told you I was speeding,&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-7115777516976685874?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/7115777516976685874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=7115777516976685874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/7115777516976685874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/7115777516976685874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/11/woman-pulled-over-for-speeding.html' title='A Woman Pulled Over for Speeding'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SR6hhYxmPdI/AAAAAAAAALg/GlDRkhlR-7U/s72-c/woman+driver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-8080537784545338450</id><published>2008-11-07T14:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T14:46:47.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Parking Law</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SRTEtXZamYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/TDcqVrBta4o/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 83px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SRTEtXZamYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/TDcqVrBta4o/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266050147956726146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the high rate of attacks on women in secluded parking lots...especially during evening hours...the  Edinburgh   City  Council has established a 'Women Only' parking lot at the Tesco shopping center. Even the parking attendants are exclusively female so that a comfortable and safe environment is created for patrons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the first picture available of this world-first women-only parking lot in   Edinburgh ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SRTE9t4C0FI/AAAAAAAAAKY/a1lKZLop6Tw/s1600-h/WomenParkingLot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SRTE9t4C0FI/AAAAAAAAAKY/a1lKZLop6Tw/s400/WomenParkingLot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266050428868677714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-8080537784545338450?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/8080537784545338450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=8080537784545338450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/8080537784545338450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/8080537784545338450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-parking-law.html' title='New Parking Law'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SRTEtXZamYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/TDcqVrBta4o/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-5198513401237022618</id><published>2008-11-06T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T14:45:14.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Business Mergers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SRNzCAZmKmI/AAAAAAAAAJw/DsOltBf1d5o/s1600-h/merger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 104px; height: 78px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SRNzCAZmKmI/AAAAAAAAAJw/DsOltBf1d5o/s400/merger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265678867630533218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the turmoil in the market today and the collapse of Lehman Bros and Acquisition of Merrill Lynch by Bank of America this might be some good advice. For all of you with any money left, be aware of the next expected mergers so that you can get in on the ground floor and make some BIG bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch for these consolidations later this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hale Business Systems, Mary Kay Cosmetics, Fuller Brush, and W R. Grace Co. will merge and become &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hale Mary Fuller Grace&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Polygram Records, Warner Bros., and Zesta Crackers join forces and become:  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Poly Warner Cracker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 3M will merge with Goodyear and become:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MMM Good&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Zippo Manufacturing, Audi Motors, Dofasco, and Dakota Mining will merge and become &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ZipAudiDoDa&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. FedEx is expected to join its competitor UPS and become&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FedUP&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Fairchild Electronics and Honeywell Computers will become&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fairwell Honeychild&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Grey Poupon and Docker Pants are expected to become&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PouponPants&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Knotts Berry Farm and the National Organization of Women will become &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Knott NOW&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-5198513401237022618?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/5198513401237022618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=5198513401237022618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/5198513401237022618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/5198513401237022618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/11/business-mergers.html' title='Business Mergers'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SRNzCAZmKmI/AAAAAAAAAJw/DsOltBf1d5o/s72-c/merger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-153404236747116</id><published>2008-10-28T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T17:48:58.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking For Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SQee91rWLGI/AAAAAAAAAJo/NhgaXf7omV8/s1600-h/Texas+Bush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SQee91rWLGI/AAAAAAAAAJo/NhgaXf7omV8/s400/Texas+Bush.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262349474823810146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Japanese doctor said, 'Medicine in my country is so advanced that we can take a kidney out of one man, put it in another, and have him looking for work in six weeks.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A German doctor said, 'That's nothing, we can take a lung out of one person, put it in another, and have him looking for work in four weeks.'&lt;br /&gt;A British doctor said, 'In my country, medicine is so advanced that we can take half of a heart out of one person, put it in another, and have them both looking for work in two weeks.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A Texas doctor, not to be outdone said, 'You guys are way behind. We took a man with no brains out of Texas, put him in the White House and now half the country is looking for work. &lt;br /&gt;__._,_.___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are seriously looking for a job, click this link.&lt;a href="http://www.dpbolvw.net/pa117lnwtnvAEGDIIFEACBFJFIFB" target="_top"&gt;Free: An easier Way to Change Jobs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lduhtrp.net/5e103p59y31NRTQVVSRNPOSWSVSO" width="1" height="1" border="0"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-153404236747116?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/153404236747116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=153404236747116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/153404236747116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/153404236747116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/10/looking-for-work.html' title='Looking For Work'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SQee91rWLGI/AAAAAAAAAJo/NhgaXf7omV8/s72-c/Texas+Bush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-6261619053895321530</id><published>2008-10-17T19:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T19:25:53.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to retired people do for fun?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SPlIVCLV3UI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9tUP_hAue5s/s1600-h/Old+Folks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SPlIVCLV3UI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9tUP_hAue5s/s400/Old+Folks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258313566130658626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working people frequently ask retired people what they do to make their days interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for example, the other day my wife and I went into town and went into a shop.&lt;br /&gt;We were only in there for about 5 minutes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we came out, there was a cop writing out a parking ticket.  &lt;br /&gt;We went up to him and said, 'Come on man, how about giving a senior citizen a break?'   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ignored us and continued writing the ticket.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called him a Nazi crook.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He glared at me and started writing another ticket for having  worn  tires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my wife called him a dirt-head.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finished the second ticket and put it on the windshield with the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he started writing a third ticket.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This went on for about 20 minutes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more we abused him, the more tickets he wrote.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, we didn't care. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;We came into town by bus.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We try  to have a  little fun each day now that we're retired.  It's important at our age.  &lt;br /&gt;__._,_.___&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-6261619053895321530?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/6261619053895321530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=6261619053895321530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/6261619053895321530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/6261619053895321530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-to-retired-people-do-for-fun.html' title='What to retired people do for fun?'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SPlIVCLV3UI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9tUP_hAue5s/s72-c/Old+Folks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-8206409450404952923</id><published>2008-10-16T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T00:19:52.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Message from The Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SPbqCeyQ-SI/AAAAAAAAAJA/FWKYWCEjKM0/s1600-h/qe2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SPbqCeyQ-SI/AAAAAAAAAJA/FWKYWCEjKM0/s400/qe2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257646943346161954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To the Citizens of the United States of America&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;From Her Sovereign Majesty Queen Elizabeth II&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In light of your failure in recent years to nominate competent candidates for President of the USA and thus to govern yourselves, we hereby give notice of the revocation of your independence, effective immediately. (You should look up 'revocation' in the Oxford English Dictionary).&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Her Sovereign Majesty Queen Elizabeth II will resume monarchical duties over all states, commonwealths, and territories (except Kansas, which she does not fancy). Your new Prime Minister, Gordon Brown, will appoint a Governor for America without the need for further elections. Congress and the Senate will be disbanded. A questionnaire may be circulated next year to determine whether any of you noticed.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;To aid in the transition to a British Crown dependency, the following rules are introduced with immediate effect:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;The letter 'U' will be reinstated in words such as 'colour,' 'favour,' 'labour'&lt;br /&gt;and 'neighbour.' Likewise, you will learn to spell 'doughnut' without skipping&lt;br /&gt;half the letters, and the suffix '-ize' will be replaced by the suffix '-ise.' Generally,&lt;br /&gt;you will be expected to raise your vocabulary to acceptable levels. (Look up 'vocabulary').&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;Using the same twenty-seven words interspersed with filler noises such as&lt;br /&gt;''like' and 'you know' is an unacceptable and inefficient form of communication.&lt;br /&gt;There is no such thing as U. S. English. We will let Microsoft know on your behalf.&lt;br /&gt;The Microsoft spell-checker will be adjusted to take into account the reinstated&lt;br /&gt;letter 'u'' and the elimination of '-ize.'&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;July 4th will no longer be celebrated as a holiday.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;You will learn to resolve personal issues without using guns, lawyers,&lt;br /&gt;or therapists. The fact that you need so many lawyers and therapists&lt;br /&gt;shows that you're not quite ready to be independent. Guns should only&lt;br /&gt;be used for shooting  grouse. If you can't sort things out without suing&lt;br /&gt;someone or speaking to a therapist, then you're not ready to shoot&lt;br /&gt;grouse.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, you will no longer be allowed to own or carry anything more&lt;br /&gt;dangerous than a vegetable peeler, although a permit will be required&lt;br /&gt;if you wish to carry a vegetable peeler in public.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;All intersections will be replaced with roundabouts, and you will start&lt;br /&gt;driving on the left side with immediate effect. At the same&lt;br /&gt;time, you will go metric with immediate effect and without the&lt;br /&gt;benefit of conversion tables. Both roundabouts and metrication&lt;br /&gt;will help you understand the British sense of humour.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;The former USA will adopt UK prices on petrol (which you have been&lt;br /&gt;calling gasoline) of roughly $10/US gallon. Get used to it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;br /&gt;You will learn to make real chips. Those things you call French&lt;br /&gt;fries are not real chips, and those things you insist on calling&lt;br /&gt;potato chips are properly called crisps. Real chips are thick&lt;br /&gt;cut, fried in animal fat, and dressed not with catsup but with&lt;br /&gt;vinegar.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    9.&lt;br /&gt;    Hollywood will be required occasionally to cast English actors as&lt;br /&gt;    good guys. Hollywood will also be required to cast English&lt;br /&gt;    actors to play English characters. Watching Andie MacDowell attempt&lt;br /&gt;    English dialogue in Four Weddings and a Funeral was an experience akin&lt;br /&gt;    to having one's ears removed with a cheese grater.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    10.&lt;br /&gt;    You will cease playing American football. There is only one kind of proper&lt;br /&gt;    football; you call it soccer. Those of you brave enough will, in time,&lt;br /&gt;    be allowed to play rugby (which has some similarities to American&lt;br /&gt;    football, but does not involve stopping for a rest every twenty&lt;br /&gt;    seconds or wearing full Kevlar body amour like a bunch of nannies).&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    11.&lt;br /&gt;    Further, you will stop playing baseball. It is not reasonable to host an event&lt;br /&gt;    called the World Series for a game which is not played outside of America.&lt;br /&gt;    Since only 2.1% of you are aware there is a world beyond your borders, your&lt;br /&gt;    error is understandable. You will learn cricket, and we will let you face the&lt;br /&gt;    Australians first to take the sting out of their deliveries.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    12.&lt;br /&gt;    You must tell us who killed JFK. It's been driving us mad.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    13.&lt;br /&gt;    An internal revenue agent (i.e. tax collector) from Her Majesty's&lt;br /&gt;    Government will be with you shortly to ensure the acquisition of&lt;br /&gt;    all monies due (backdated to 1776).&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    14.&lt;br /&gt;    Daily Tea Time begins promptly at 4 p.m. with proper cups, with&lt;br /&gt;    saucers, and never mugs, with high quality biscuits (cookies)&lt;br /&gt;    and cakes; plus strawberries (with cream) when in&lt;br /&gt;    season.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    God Save the Queen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-8206409450404952923?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/8206409450404952923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=8206409450404952923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/8206409450404952923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/8206409450404952923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/10/message-from-queen.html' title='Message from The Queen'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SPbqCeyQ-SI/AAAAAAAAAJA/FWKYWCEjKM0/s72-c/qe2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-7489162567159861269</id><published>2008-10-14T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T23:50:24.798-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porrideg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quaker oatmeal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oatmeal'/><title type='text'>Porridge Facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SPWNS7G_0XI/AAAAAAAAAI4/mnuBRkaE2vo/s1600-h/Quaker+Oats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SPWNS7G_0XI/AAAAAAAAAI4/mnuBRkaE2vo/s400/Quaker+Oats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257263496269123954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nearly every American recognizes this man, the Quaker man used as the logo of the oatmeal company. Even outside the USA, this friendly face beckons people to stock up on oatmeal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is oatmeal? Why is it important to us? How do they make it so we can simply add hot water? When is Oatmeal Month? What else can we do with oatmeal besides use it for breakfast cereal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oatmeal month is January of each year. That is the cold month in the northern hemisphere, the month for having hot cereal for the beginning of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems inconceivable that 80% of American families have oatmeal in their kitchen cabinets. No, it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;an old-people's food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quaker Oatmeal was the first breakfast cereal in the USA to have a registered trademark. It was also the first to offer trial-size packages. The trademark logo of the Quaker man has been updated only three times since 1877 when it first hit the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do they make it? After the hull has been removed from the oat grain, it is called a groat. The old-fashioned oatmeal has had the groat steamed and rolled but not cut. On a stovetop, the old-fashioned oats that I grew up on takes five minutes to cook in boiling water.  &lt;/span&gt;The quick groats that are ready to eat in a minute or less are groats that have been cut into three pieces (more or less) and steamed and rolled. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the kind that I have nearly every morning nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people add milk to the cooked porridge (oatmeal). I usually make mine with hot water, milk powder and sugar. I use the instant variety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What else can be done with oatmeal? Of course, oatmeal cookies are made with it. Some people also use it to make a bread. It makes a nice filler for meatloaf to keep it from being too wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oats was one of the first cereals to be cultivated by humans. In China as far back as 7000 BC, oats was being raised as a food crop. As far as being made into a porridge, which is what oatmeal actually is, the ancient Greeks were the first to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My favorite breakfast is oatmeal, a couple slices of crisp bacon and orange juice or hot tea. Breakfast has become my favorite meal of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-7489162567159861269?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/7489162567159861269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=7489162567159861269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/7489162567159861269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/7489162567159861269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/10/porridge-facts.html' title='Porridge Facts'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SPWNS7G_0XI/AAAAAAAAAI4/mnuBRkaE2vo/s72-c/Quaker+Oats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-7739288942170796180</id><published>2008-09-30T18:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:52:42.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Underestimating a Woman?</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: black;"&gt;A man  calls home to his wife and says, 'Honey, I have been asked to fly to  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: black;"&gt;Canada&lt;i&gt; with my  boss and several of his friends for fishing. We'll be gone for a long weekend.  This is a good opportunity for me to get that promotion I've been wanting so  could you please pack enough clothes for a 3 day weekend...and also get out my  rod and tackle box from the attic? We're leaving at 4:30pm from the office and I  will swing by the house to pick my things up. 'Oh! And please pack my new navy  blue silk pajamas.' The wife thinks this sounds a bit fishy, but, being the good  wife, she does exactly what her husband asked. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;           &lt;div&gt;             &lt;p&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: black;"&gt;Following the long weekend he came home  a little tired, but, otherwise, looking good. The wife welcomes him home and  asks if he caught many fish? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He says, 'Yes! Lots of Walleyes,  some Bass, and a few Pike. But why didn't you pack my new blue silk pajamas like  I asked you to do? You'll love the answer. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: black;"&gt;The wife  replies, ' I did, they're in your tackle box. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: black;"&gt;( never,  never, ever, ever try to outsmart a woman!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SOLXdBQF4II/AAAAAAAAAIw/02vGI1XlgPQ/s1600-h/blue+pajamas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SOLXdBQF4II/AAAAAAAAAIw/02vGI1XlgPQ/s400/blue+pajamas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251997009019527298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-7739288942170796180?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/7739288942170796180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=7739288942170796180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/7739288942170796180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/7739288942170796180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/09/underestimating-woman.html' title='Underestimating a Woman?'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SOLXdBQF4II/AAAAAAAAAIw/02vGI1XlgPQ/s72-c/blue+pajamas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-3204138243536945435</id><published>2008-09-24T02:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T02:37:31.520-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men&apos;s hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John the Baptist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long haired man'/><title type='text'>His Son's Long Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SNoJyTuNjRI/AAAAAAAAAIo/oaiVpH4YJRU/s1600-h/long+haired+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SNoJyTuNjRI/AAAAAAAAAIo/oaiVpH4YJRU/s400/long+haired+boy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249519075545943314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;A young boy had just  gotten his driver's permit and asked his father if they could discuss his use of  the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His father said he'd make a deal. "You bring your grades up from  a C to a B average, study your Bible a little, get your hair cut, and we'll talk  about the car." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;The  boy thought about that for a moment, decided he'd settle for the offer, and they  agreed on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about six weeks his father said, "Son, I've been real  proud. You brought your grades up, and I've observed that you have been studying  your Bible, but I'm real disappointed you didn't get your hair cut."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  young man was ready for the question. "You know, Dad," he said, " I've been  thinking about that, and I've noticed in my studies of the Bible that Samson had  long hair, John the Baptist had long hair, Moses had long hair, and Jesus had  long hair."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this his father replied, "Did you also notice they all  walked everywhere they went?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-3204138243536945435?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/3204138243536945435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=3204138243536945435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/3204138243536945435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/3204138243536945435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/09/his-sons-long-hair.html' title='His Son&apos;s Long Hair'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SNoJyTuNjRI/AAAAAAAAAIo/oaiVpH4YJRU/s72-c/long+haired+boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-5801696112746060156</id><published>2008-09-07T17:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T17:18:07.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparing to Become a Vet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SMRvCLTCEKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ZrqBtZgYozQ/s1600-h/veterinarian_small.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SMRvCLTCEKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ZrqBtZgYozQ/s400/veterinarian_small.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243437949349138594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First-year students at Texas A&amp;amp;M's Vet school were receiving their  first anatomy class, with a real dead cow. They all gathered around the surgery &lt;br /&gt;table with the body covered with a white sheet. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div dir="ltr"&gt; &lt;p&gt;The professor started the class by telling them, 'In Veterinary Medicine it  is necessary to have two important qualities as a doctor: The first is that you  not be disgusted by anything involving the animal body.'  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For an example, the Professor pulled back the sheet, stuck his finger in the  butt of the dead cow, withdrew it and stuck it in his mouth. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;'Go ahead and do the same thing,' he told his students.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The students freaked and hesitated for several minutes, but eventually,  each  took turns sticking a finger in the anal opening of the dead cow and  sucking on it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When everyone finished, the Professor looked at them and said, 'The second  most important quality is observation. I stuck in my middle finger and sucked on  my index finger. Now learn to pay attention.  Life's tough, it's even  tougher if you're stupid.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-5801696112746060156?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/5801696112746060156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=5801696112746060156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/5801696112746060156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/5801696112746060156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/09/preparing-to-become-vet.html' title='Preparing to Become a Vet'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SMRvCLTCEKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ZrqBtZgYozQ/s72-c/veterinarian_small.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-4531186926925957605</id><published>2008-08-24T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T18:24:42.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Turn Off Your PC at Night?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SLIILuE-zRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/DdY-dcQr45o/s1600-h/desktopscreen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SLIILuE-zRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/DdY-dcQr45o/s400/desktopscreen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238258314025815314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When you go to bed at night and "forget to shut down the computer", I think you should know what actually goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 2 a.m. You are asleep. The computer is still "on". Are you aware of where your icons are and what they are doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to open your eyes, turn on your sound. Then, click &lt;a href="http://www.xs4all.nl/%7Ejvdkuyp/flash/see.htm"&gt;HERE.     &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait until it loads and see your icons at play.&lt;a href="http://www.xs4all.nl/%7Ejvdkuyp/flash/see.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-4531186926925957605?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/4531186926925957605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=4531186926925957605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/4531186926925957605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/4531186926925957605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/08/do-you-turn-off-your-pc-at-night.html' title='Do You Turn Off Your PC at Night?'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SLIILuE-zRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/DdY-dcQr45o/s72-c/desktopscreen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-3680793407147850514</id><published>2008-08-14T17:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T17:26:59.649-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real estate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dead horse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raffle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='agent'/><title type='text'>What to Do with a Dead Horse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SKTMJIL43-I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GjJpvTCIKCo/s1600-h/DeadHorse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SKTMJIL43-I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GjJpvTCIKCo/s400/DeadHorse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234533124099596258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Young Jack, moved to Wagga Wagga and  bought a horse from a farmer for $100.00. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;The farmer agreed to deliver the  horse the next day. The next day he drove up with no trailer and said, 'Sorry  son, but I have some bad news. The horse  died.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Jack replied, ' That's OK. Then just  give me my money back.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;The farmer said, 'Can't do that. I  went downtown and spent it already.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Jack said, 'Ok, then, just bring me  the dead horse.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;The farmer asked, 'What ya gonna do  with him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Jack said, 'I'm going to raffle him  off.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;The farmer said, 'You can't raffle  off a dead horse!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Jack said,   'Sure I can.  Watch me.    I just won't tell anybody he's  dead.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;A month later, the farmer met up  with Jack and asked, 'What happened with that dead  horse?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Jack said, 'I raffled him off. I sold  500 tickets at two dollars a piece and made a profit of  $898.00.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;The farmer said, 'Didn't anyone  complain?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Jack said, 'Just the guy who won. So  I gave him his two dollars back.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Jack eventually grew up and and now  works as a Real Estate agent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-3680793407147850514?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/3680793407147850514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=3680793407147850514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/3680793407147850514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/3680793407147850514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-to-do-with-dead-horse.html' title='What to Do with a Dead Horse'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SKTMJIL43-I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GjJpvTCIKCo/s72-c/DeadHorse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-4901123469292681286</id><published>2008-08-12T20:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T21:07:20.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Duck Is Really Dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SKJbHkxvSqI/AAAAAAAAAH4/N27UE3L5M8I/s1600-h/deadduck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SKJbHkxvSqI/AAAAAAAAAH4/N27UE3L5M8I/s400/deadduck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233845902647446178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 100%;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 1.5pt; width: 100%;" width="100%"&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                 &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;A                                  woman brought a very limp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;duck into a vet's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she laid her pet on the                                  table, the vet pulled out his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;stethoscope and                                  listened to the bird's chest.&lt;br /&gt;After a                                  moment or two, the vet shook his he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;ad sadly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;and                                  said 'I'm so sorry, your&lt;br /&gt;Duck, "Cuddles" has                                  passed away.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;The distressed owner wailed                                  'Are you sure ?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;'Yes, I am sure. The                                  duck is dead,' he replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'How can you be                                  so sure?' she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;protested. ' I mean, you haven't                                  done any testing on him or anything. He &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;might just b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;e in a coma or something.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;The                                  Vet rolled his eyes, turned around and left the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;room, and returned a few minutes later with                                  a black Labrador retriever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;As the duck's                                  owner looked on in amazement, the dog stood on                                  his hind legs, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;put his paws on the table and                                  sniffed the duck from top to bottom. He then                                  looked at t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SKJcocp_zmI/AAAAAAAAAIA/j6_tFO_YCT8/s1600-h/labreport.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SKJcocp_zmI/AAAAAAAAAIA/j6_tFO_YCT8/s400/labreport.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233847566914801250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;he Vet wit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;h sad eyes and shook                                  his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vet patted the dog,                                  took it out and returned a few&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt; minutes later                                  with a cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003cbr\u003eHead to foot. The cat sat back on its \n                                haunches, shook its head, me\u003cspan style\u003d\"color:rgb(64, 64, 64)\"\u003eo\u003c/span\u003ewed softly \n                                \u003cbr\u003eAnd strolled out of the room.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe vet \n                                looked at the woman and said, \u0026#39;I\u0026#39;m sorry, but as \n                                I said, this is most \u003cbr\u003eDefinitely, 100% \n                                certifiably, a dead duck\u0026#39;.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe vet turned \n                                to his PC, hit a few keys and produced a bill, \n                                which he handed \u003cbr\u003eTo the woman.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe \n                                duck\u0026#39;s owner, still in shock, took the bill \n                                \u0026#39;$150!\u0026#39;, she cried, $150 just \u003cbr\u003eTo tell me my \n                                duck is dead!\u0026#39;\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe vet just shrugged, and \n                                said \u0026#39;I\u0026#39;m sorry. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIf you\u0026#39;d taken my word \n                                for it, the bill would have been $20, but with \n                                the \u003cbr\u003eLab report and the Cat scan, it\u0026#39;s now \n                                $150 \u003cbr clear\u003d\"all\"\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\u003c/div\u003e\u003c/td\u003e\u003c/tr\u003e\n                                \u003ctr\u003e\n                                \u003ctd style\u003d\"padding:1.5pt;width:100%\" width\u003d\"100%\"\u003e\n                                \u003ctable style\u003d\"width:100%\" width\u003d\"100%\" border\u003d\"0\" cellpadding\u003d\"0\" cellspacing\u003d\"0\"\u003e\n                                \u003ctbody\u003e\n                                \u003ctr\u003e\n                                \u003ctd style\u003d\"padding:0cm;width:100%\" width\u003d\"100%\"\u003e\n                                \u003cp\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\u003c/td\u003e\n                                \u003ctd style\u003d\"padding:0cm\" valign\u003d\"bottom\"\u003e\n                                \u003cp style\u003d\"text-align:center\" align\u003d\"center\"\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\u003c/td\u003e\u003c/tr\u003e\u003c/tbody\u003e\u003c/table\u003e\u003c/td\u003e\u003c/tr\u003e\u003c/tbody\u003e\u003c/table\u003e\n                              \u003cp\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\u003c/div\u003e\n                              \u003cp\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n                              \u003cdiv style\u003d\"margin:0cm 0cm 0pt;text-align:center\" align\u003d\"center\"\u003e",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;The cat jumped up on the                                  table and also sniffed delicately at the bird                                  from head to foot. The cat sat back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;on its                                  haunches, shook its head, me&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 64, 64);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;wed softly and strolled out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;The vet                                  looked at the woman and said, 'I'm sorry, but as                                  I said, this is most definitely, 100%                                  certifiably, a dead duck.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;The vet turned                                  to his PC, hit a few keys and produced a bill,                                  which he handed to the woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;The                                  duck's owner, still in shock, took the bill.                                  '$150!', she cried, "$150 just to tell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;me my                                  duck is dead!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vet just shrugged, and                                  said, 'I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;If you'd taken my word                                  for it, the bill would have been $20, but with                                  the Lab report and the Cat scan, it's now                                  $150."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SKJdV0FovvI/AAAAAAAAAII/3fh7nKfAzs4/s1600-h/cat-scan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SKJdV0FovvI/AAAAAAAAAII/3fh7nKfAzs4/s400/cat-scan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233848346298859250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt; 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 //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-4901123469292681286?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/4901123469292681286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=4901123469292681286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/4901123469292681286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/4901123469292681286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/08/duck-is-really-dead.html' title='The Duck Is Really Dead'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SKJbHkxvSqI/AAAAAAAAAH4/N27UE3L5M8I/s72-c/deadduck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-3494775797697967817</id><published>2008-08-06T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T18:41:17.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elderly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumpy old man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unstable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Mental Health Care Week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgetful'/><title type='text'>Elderly Road Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SJpReXJw3XI/AAAAAAAAAHY/IM9uGtjl4tk/s1600-h/grumpyman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SJpReXJw3XI/AAAAAAAAAHY/IM9uGtjl4tk/s400/grumpyman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231583499197144434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remind you of anyone you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 1mm 0mm; text-indent: 0mm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;While on a road trip, an elderly couple stopped at a roadside restaurant for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="margin: 1mm 0mm; text-indent: 0mm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;After finishing their meal, they left the restaurant, and resumed their trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="margin: 1mm 0mm; text-indent: 0mm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;When leaving, the elderly woman unknowingly left her glasses on the table, and she didn't miss them until they had been driving about forty minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="margin: 1mm 0mm; text-indent: 0mm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="margin: 1mm 0mm; text-indent: 0mm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;By then, to add to the aggravation, they had to travel quite a distance before they could find a place to turn around, in order to return to the restaurant to retrieve her glasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="margin: 1mm 0mm; text-indent: 0mm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;All the way back, the elderly husband became the classic grouchy old man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="margin: 1mm 0mm; text-indent: 0mm;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="margin: 1mm 0mm; text-indent: 0mm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;He fussed and complained, and scolded his wife relentlessly during the entire return drive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="margin: 1mm 0mm; text-indent: 0mm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;The more he chided her, the more agitated he became. He just wouldn't let up one minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="margin: 1mm 0mm; text-indent: 0mm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;To her relief, they finally arrived at the restaurant. As the woman got out of the car, and hurried inside to retrieve her glasses, the old geezer yelled to her, 'While you're in there, you might as well get my hat and the credit card.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 1mm 0mm; text-indent: 0mm; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;This coming week is National Mental Health Care week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="margin: 1mm 0mm; text-indent: 0mm; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;You can do your part by remembering to contact at least one unstable person to show you care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="margin: 1mm 0mm; text-indent: 0mm; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;Well....my job is done. Your turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="margin: 1mm 0mm; text-indent: 0mm; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="margin: 0mm 0mm 0mm 4mm; text-indent: 0mm;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-3494775797697967817?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/3494775797697967817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=3494775797697967817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/3494775797697967817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/3494775797697967817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/08/elderly-road-trip.html' title='Elderly Road Trip'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SJpReXJw3XI/AAAAAAAAAHY/IM9uGtjl4tk/s72-c/grumpyman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-6912690431844418169</id><published>2008-08-04T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:29:05.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zorse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='donkey'/><title type='text'>The difference between a pony and a horse</title><content type='html'>There is more than one way to differentiate between horses and ponies, but one of the mo&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SJfgr5gwAUI/AAAAAAAAAHA/yr2JzqBmu8E/s1600-h/horseheight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SJfgr5gwAUI/AAAAAAAAAHA/yr2JzqBmu8E/s400/horseheight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230896536991301954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;st common&lt;br /&gt;ways is by measuring the height of the animal from hoof to withers (See photo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to this method, a horse is more than 14.2 hands in height. A pony is 14.2 hands or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hand is the width of a human hand or 4 inches. So a horse should be 56.9 inches or taller. It seems rather inconvenient to put your hand on the hoof and another hand above that one and another above that one, etc. There are now measuring sticks for determining a horse's height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SJfgxhYU_WI/AAAAAAAAAHI/A8xwYBLgIz8/s1600-h/Shetland_pony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 295px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SJfgxhYU_WI/AAAAAAAAAHI/A8xwYBLgIz8/s400/Shetland_pony.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230896633592741218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pony, and there are many sub-species of them, is any horse which is 14.2 hands or less in height. A pony is &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a baby horse. Ponies do not grow up to become horses. They are shorter in height by nature although they tend to be stronger than horses when you consider their size against the size of a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The babies of both horses and ponies are called 'foals'. The males can be called 'colts'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a manner of speaking, the 'cousin' of horses and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SJfgnLhGAAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/XYSOqAmFApY/s1600-h/donkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SJfgnLhGAAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/XYSOqAmFApY/s400/donkey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230896455925235714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ponies is the donkey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SJfg15bXxwI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/iqS4KSiSB80/s1600-h/zorse_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SJfg15bXxwI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/iqS4KSiSB80/s400/zorse_thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230896708767434498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How do you suppose we came up with this Zorse?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-6912690431844418169?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/6912690431844418169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=6912690431844418169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-2122511287876694627</id><published>2008-08-03T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T05:41:32.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Gotta Be Careful on the Internet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do not be so stupid as to overuse your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I used mine too much, trying to make people come to my websites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;See what happens if you do too much, spend too many hours online&lt;br /&gt;and do not show enough respect for your mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.flamingcursor.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-gotta-be-careful-on-internet.html' title='You Gotta Be Careful on the Internet'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-1690788275233616376</id><published>2008-07-30T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:09:23.980-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G W Bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dubya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthplace'/><title type='text'>Dubya's Home State</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try 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It's too bad you were a 'right to life' state when he was conceived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-1690788275233616376?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/1690788275233616376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=1690788275233616376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/1690788275233616376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/1690788275233616376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/07/dubyas-home-state.html' title='Dubya&apos;s Home State'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SJE6MffuEkI/AAAAAAAAAGw/gOxWsHg95rc/s72-c/Bush%27s+Home+State.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-429347668813221397</id><published>2008-07-27T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T18:26:24.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disorder in the Court</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SI0f5M0VVzI/AAAAAAAAAGo/6VyCSPp1yPE/s1600-h/courtroom_1_lg.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SI0f5M0VVzI/AAAAAAAAAGo/6VyCSPp1yPE/s320/courtroom_1_lg.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227869810000746290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="word-spacing: 0px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-transform: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-indent: 0px; white-space: normal; letter-spacing: normal; border-collapse: separate;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:navy;"   &gt;These are from a book called Disorder in the American courts, and are things people&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;actually said in court, word for word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:navy;"  &gt;, taken down and now published by court reporters who had the torment of staying calm while these exchanges were actually taking place.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;____________________________&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: What gear were you in at the moment of the impact?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Gucci sweats and Reeboks.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;____________________________&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: This myasthenia gravis, does it affect your memory at all?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: And in what ways does it affect your memory? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:navy;"  &gt;WITNESS: I forget.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: You forget? Can you give us an example of something you forgot?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;____________________________&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: What was the first thing your husband said to you that morning?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: He said, 'Where am I, Cathy?'&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: And why did that upset you?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: My name is Susan!&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;____________________________&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Do you know if your daughter has ever been involved in voodoo?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: We both do.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Voodoo?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: We do.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: You do?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Yes, voodoo.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;____________________________&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Now doctor, isn't it true that when a person dies in his sleep, he doesn't know about it until the next morning?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Did you actually pass the bar exam?&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;____________________________&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: The youngest son, the twenty-year-old, how old is he?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Uh, he's twenty.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;____________________________&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Were you present when your picture was taken?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Are you fooling me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;____________________________&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: She had three children, right?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: How many were boys?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: None.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Were there any girls?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Are you for real? Your Honor, I think I need a different attorney. Can I get a new attorney?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;____________________________&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: How was your first marriage terminated?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: By death.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: And by whose death was it terminated?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Now whose death do you suppose terminated it?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;____________________________&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Can you describe the individual?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: He was about medium height and had a beard.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Was this a male or a female?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Guess.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;____________________________&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Is your appearance here this morning pursuant to a deposition notice which I sent to your attorney?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: No, this is how I dress when I go to work.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;____________________________&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Doctor, how many of your autopsies have you performed on dead people?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: All my autopsies are performed on dead people. Would you like to rephrase that?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;___________________________&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: ALL your responses MUST be oral, OK? What school did you go to?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Oral.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;___________________________&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Do you recall the time that you examined the body?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: The autopsy started around 8:30 p.m.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: And Mr. Denton was dead at the time?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: No, he was sitting on the table wondering why I was doing an autopsy on him!&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;___________________________&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Are you qualified to give a urine sample?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Huh....are you qualified to ask that question?&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;___________________________&lt;br /&gt;I saved the best for last:&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:navy;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for a pulse?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: No.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Did you check for blood pressure?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: No.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Did you check for breathing?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: No.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: So, then it is possible that the patient was alive when you began the autopsy?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: No.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: How can you be so sure, Doctor?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: I see, but could the patient have still been alive, nevertheless?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Yes, it is possible that he could have been alive and practicing law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-429347668813221397?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/429347668813221397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=429347668813221397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/429347668813221397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/429347668813221397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/07/disorder-in-court.html' title='Disorder in the Court'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SI0f5M0VVzI/AAAAAAAAAGo/6VyCSPp1yPE/s72-c/courtroom_1_lg.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-5603151065003710449</id><published>2008-07-23T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T18:19:56.232-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patients'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medican charts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny hospital charts'/><title type='text'>Medical Entries on Hospital Charts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;1. She has no rigors or shaking chills, but her husband states she was very hot in bed last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SIfXiREc1VI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/0E15L6RgBpw/s1600-h/medcharts.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SIfXiREc1VI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/0E15L6RgBpw/s320/medcharts.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226382876284343634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;2. Patient has chest pain if she lies on her left side for over a year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;3. On the second day the knee was better, and on the third day it disappeared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;4. The patient is tearful and crying constantly. She also appears to be depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;5. The patient has been depressed since she began seeing me in 1993.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;6. Discharge status: Alive but without my permission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;7. Healthy appearing decrepit 69-year-old male, mentally alert but forgetful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;8. The patient refused autopsy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;9. The patient has no previous history of suicides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;10. Patient has left white blood cells at another hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;11. Patient's medical history has been remarkably with only a 40-pound weight gain in the past three days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;12. Patient had waffles for breakfast and anorexia for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;13. Between you and me, we ought to be able to get this lady pregnant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;14. Since she can't get pregnant with her husband, I thought you might like to work her up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;15. She is numb from her toes down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;16. While in ER, she was examined, X-rated, and sent home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;17. The skin was moist and dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;18. Occasional, constant infrequent headaches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;19. Patient was alert and unresponsive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;20. Rectal examination revealed a normal size thyroid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;21. She stated that she had been constipated for most of her life, until she got a divorce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;22. I saw your patient today, who is still under our car for physical therapy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;23. Both breasts are equal and reactive to light and accommodation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;24. Examination of genitalia reveals that he is circus sized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;25. The lab test indicated abnormal lover function.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;26. The patient was to have a bowel resection. However, he took a job as a stockbroker instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;27. Skin: somewhat pale but present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;28. The pelvic exam will be done later on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;29. Patient was seen in consultation by Dr. Blank, who felt we should sit on the abdomen and I agree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;30. Large brown stool ambulating in the hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;31. Patient has two teenage children, but no other abnormalities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-5603151065003710449?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/5603151065003710449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=5603151065003710449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/5603151065003710449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/5603151065003710449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/07/medical-entries-on-hospital-charts.html' title='Medical Entries on Hospital Charts'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SIfXiREc1VI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/0E15L6RgBpw/s72-c/medcharts.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-6000878071460546436</id><published>2008-07-22T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T16:54:43.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idiots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McDonalds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iceburg lettuce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='airport security'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good-bye luncheon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deer crossing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garage door opener'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheriff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taco Bell'/><title type='text'>It Happened in the USA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SIZxUlEoi5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/TDiIQn-_yR0/s1600-h/mcdo.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SIZxUlEoi5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/TDiIQn-_yR0/s320/mcdo.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225989015972907922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;IDIOT SIGHTING&lt;br /&gt;My daughter and I went through the McDonald's take-out window and I gave the clerk a $5 bill. Our total was $4.25, so I also handed her a quarter. She said, 'you gave me too much money.' I said, 'Yes I know, but this way you can just give me a dollar bill back.' She sighed and went to get the manager who asked me to repeat my request. I did so, and he handed me back the quarter, and said 'We're sorry but they could not do that kind of thing.' The clerk then proceeded to give me back $1 and 75 cents in change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do not confuse the clerks at McD's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;IDIOT SIGHTING :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; When my husband and I arrived at an automobile dealership to pick up our car, we were told the keys had been locked in it. We went to the service department and found a mechanic working feverishly to unlock the driver's side door. As I watched from the passenger side, I instinctively tried the door handle and discovered that it was unlocked. 'Hey,' I announced to the technician, it's open!' His reply, 'I know. I already got that side.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This was at the Ford dealership in Canton, Mississippi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;IDIOT SIGHTING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; We had to have the garage door repaired. The Sears repairman told us that one of our problems was that we did not have a 'large' enough motor on the opener. I thought for a minute, and said that we had the largest one Sears made at that time, a 1/2 horsepower. He shook his head and said, 'Lady, you need a 1/4 horsepower.' I responded that 1/2 was larger than 1/4. He said, 'NO, it's not. Four is larger than two.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;We haven't used Sears repair since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;IDIOT SIGHTING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I live in a semi - rural area. We recently had a new neighbor call the local township administrative office to request the removal of the DEER CROSSING sign on our road. The reason: 'Too many deer are being hit by cars out here! I don't think this is a good place for them to be crossing anymore.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; From Kingman, KS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; IDIOT SIGHTING IN FOOD SERVICE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; My daughter went to a local Taco Bell and ordered a taco. She asked the person behind the counter for 'minimal lettuce.' He said he was sorry, but they only had iceberg lettuce. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; From Kansas City &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;IDIOT SIGHTING :&lt;br /&gt;I was at the airport, checking in at the gate when an airport employee asked, 'Has anyone put anything in your baggage without your knowledge?' To which I replied, 'If it was without my knowledge, how would I know?' He smiled knowingly and nodded,&lt;br /&gt;'That's why we ask.'&lt;br /&gt;Happened in Birmingham , Ala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDIOT SIGHTING:&lt;br /&gt;The stoplight on the corner buzzes when it's safe to cross the street. I was crossing with an intellectually challenged coworker of mine. She asked if I knew what the buzzer was for. I explained that it signals blind people when the light is red. Appalled, she responded, 'What on earth are blind people doing driving?!'&lt;br /&gt;She was a probation officer in Wichita, KS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;IDIOT SIGHTING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; At a good-bye luncheon for an old and dear coworker. She was leaving the company due to 'downsizing.' Our manager commented cheerfully, 'This is fun. We should do this more often.' Not another word was spoken. We all just looked at each other with that deer-in-the-headlights stare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; This was a lunch at Texas Instruments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;IDIOT SIGHTING :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I work with an individual who plugged her power strip back into itself and for the sake of her life, couldn't understand why her system would not turn on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; A deputy with the Dallas County Sheriffs office, no less. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-6000878071460546436?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/6000878071460546436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=6000878071460546436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/6000878071460546436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/6000878071460546436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-happened-in-usa.html' title='It Happened in the USA.'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SIZxUlEoi5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/TDiIQn-_yR0/s72-c/mcdo.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-7798735469729065953</id><published>2008-07-14T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T17:41:43.996-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scientist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theory of relativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Einstein'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='genius'/><title type='text'>Which Genius Is It?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It seems that genius is often one-sided. A person can be a genius as far as a particular subject matter is concerned but almost a moron in other matters of life. Here is one genius and his particular eccentric ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never learned to drive a car. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I wonder why since driving a car is not such a difficult feat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;His interest in science seemed to be inaugurated by interest in a compass that his father gave him when he was about five years of age. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Actually, many geniuses had this experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;A syndrome was named after him, one which many genius children have. He did not speak much at all as a child but seemed to have some impediment in his speaking. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;He would practice what he wanted to say before saying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;He fathered an illegitimate child before he finally married the child's mother. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The marriage was not at all successful and became a purely legal situation with no intimacy after a few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Although he was a pacifist, he encouraged the building of the atom bomb. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The USA army, however, considered this genius to be a security risk and did not allow him to help with the building of the bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Who is this scientist who published &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;The Theory of Special Relativity&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SHvxvI0RxII/AAAAAAAAAGA/mXuBECKniSg/s1600-h/Einstein.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SHvxvI0RxII/AAAAAAAAAGA/mXuBECKniSg/s320/Einstein.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223033984989119618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-7798735469729065953?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/7798735469729065953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=7798735469729065953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/7798735469729065953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/7798735469729065953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/07/which-genius-is-it.html' title='Which Genius Is It?'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SHvxvI0RxII/AAAAAAAAAGA/mXuBECKniSg/s72-c/Einstein.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-5688658445393683713</id><published>2008-07-13T04:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T05:02:58.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rookie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ayatolla Khomeini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='queen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='check mate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='checkers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Persia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='king'/><title type='text'>A New &amp; Boring Subject--Chess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SHnmvMcMO4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/AtZd0fiJiEI/s1600-h/chess.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SHnmvMcMO4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/AtZd0fiJiEI/s320/chess.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222458941380508546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;The game of kings and queens, what I mean is the game that kings and queens are supposed to really enjoy playing. I wonder why. Anyhow, let's think of some facts that you may not have known about this old game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the word that chess players want to be able to truthfully say is "Check Mate". What does that phrase mean, and where did it originate?  My source says that the term is from Iran (Persia before the country name change). The Persian phrase is "Shah Mat" carrying the meaning "the king is dead". In the game, when a player is at the point of saying "Check mate", he is the winner of the match. It is the point of the game, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what! Iran does not allow the playing of chess since the rule of Ayatolla Khomeini. The religious leader of the country claimed that the game could cause damage to the brain. In my opinion, the game may cause damage to a relationship if the chess player spends too much time online with chess matches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We use a derivation of a chess word in our everyday language in English. The word 'rookie' is derived from the chess piece, the rook. Usually, the rook is one of the last pieces to play in chess. A rookie on a sports team is usually one of the last team players to be used in a real match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that I find the game boring? Well, according to theory, the longest chess game possible involved 5949 moves. I wonder how the person who counts those moves stays awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For board games with squares, I think checkers is superior, mostly because you can win or lose within about ten minutes. I may be too intelligent to want to spend hours on a board game when there are important things with which to use my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-5688658445393683713?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/5688658445393683713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=5688658445393683713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/5688658445393683713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/5688658445393683713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-boring-subject-chess.html' title='A New &amp; Boring Subject--Chess'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SHnmvMcMO4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/AtZd0fiJiEI/s72-c/chess.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-2889062857853533590</id><published>2008-07-09T17:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T17:14:41.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Country on Earth to Outlaw Smoking?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SHVS7R2rHlI/AAAAAAAAAFo/TdhO1socBR4/s1600-h/nobodysmokes.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SHVS7R2rHlI/AAAAAAAAAFo/TdhO1socBR4/s320/nobodysmokes.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221170521364438610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Maroon;"&gt;It's a small place. The entire country covers only around one hundred square miles. It is a tropical paradise, at least it is tropical even if not exactly paradisical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No shopping malls, no good surfing sites, no horseback riding since the pastures are missing, beaches are not the best in the world. In fact, water at the shore quickly drops off to deep spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO SMOKING, though. Whoopee!! No second-hand smoke for us non-smokers. &lt;/b&gt;At least, that is what is being proposed. It make take a couple of years to accomplish, but the local government has considered making &lt;b&gt;NIUE&lt;/b&gt; the first non-smoking country in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Maroon;"&gt;The island is northeast of New Zealand by about 1500 miles. One of the towns has already decided to be smoke-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to this URL for more information about Niue: &lt;a href="http://www.seafriends.org.nz/niue/index.htm"&gt;About Niue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SHVUNmZqXsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/29_s4mVu7eM/s1600-h/niue.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SHVUNmZqXsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/29_s4mVu7eM/s320/niue.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221171935629172418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-2889062857853533590?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/2889062857853533590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=2889062857853533590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/2889062857853533590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/2889062857853533590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-country-on-earth-to-outlaw.html' title='First Country on Earth to Outlaw Smoking?'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SHVS7R2rHlI/AAAAAAAAAFo/TdhO1socBR4/s72-c/nobodysmokes.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-3654357611777764263</id><published>2008-07-06T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:21:43.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noah&apos;s Ark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='koala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unicorn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myth'/><title type='text'>What About This Thing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SHGmAYVlu_I/AAAAAAAAAFg/hCNH4nPR7NY/s1600-h/unicorn.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SHGmAYVlu_I/AAAAAAAAAFg/hCNH4nPR7NY/s320/unicorn.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220135968562330610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You all know that I love horses, but what is this thing? Is it a horse? Why have I never seen one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, it's a unicorn. Is it a mythical creature? If so, why do I see its name in the Holy Bible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One old song says that the reason we don't see them now is that they were mischievous during the loading of Noah's Ark and did not get on the boat. They all perished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Those who claim it is a myth also say that it is a good creature rather than the bad creatures that myths often create. According to some old references the animal is fierce but in a good way. They also make claims about its solitary beauty. Some claim that the appendage on its head can make poisons non-toxic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It is usually considered to be some type of horse nowadays although in the past it was pictured as having the beard of a billy goat and split hoofs, which horses do not have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the animal is usually considered a 'wild' animal, it is lovable, just as the Koala or Panda are lovable. The creature seems to have preferred to not be around people but was gentle when it was forced to be with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I love horses, I would really like to see one for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-3654357611777764263?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/3654357611777764263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=3654357611777764263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/3654357611777764263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/3654357611777764263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-about-this-thing.html' title='What About This Thing?'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SHGmAYVlu_I/AAAAAAAAAFg/hCNH4nPR7NY/s72-c/unicorn.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-7365721751006772929</id><published>2008-07-03T22:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T22:27:56.247-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free land'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA land'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Securities and Exchange Commission'/><title type='text'>FREE Land in the USA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SG2y6hj8TGI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LfcW4odyrpc/s1600-h/land.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SG2y6hj8TGI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LfcW4odyrpc/s320/land.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219024261703552098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Would you like to own land in some particular state of the USA? Whether you would choose an exotic place such as Alaska or Hawaii or a more American type of place such as the Midwest, there is no charge if you use the services of a company called American Acres, Inc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of the details go to their web site &lt;a href="http://www.ownapieceofamerica.com/"&gt;American Acres&lt;/a&gt; as they have some restrictions. Among those restrictions are the fact that you cannot sell the land for profit. Also, you may not retire on the land or build on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may choose any state in the Union or even ask for land in every state. This program has been approved by the United States Securities and Exchange Commission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the link (above) for the particulars about this program.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-7365721751006772929?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/7365721751006772929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=7365721751006772929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/7365721751006772929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/7365721751006772929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/07/free-land-in-usa.html' title='FREE Land in the USA'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SG2y6hj8TGI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LfcW4odyrpc/s72-c/land.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-6977504542320273346</id><published>2008-07-01T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T02:08:30.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry! Time for Blond Jokes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We all know that we are not supposed to pick on ethnic groups. It is not nice or respectful. That is why I am not printing Polock jokes here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SGnuzpqDJyI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xcOjAh8y_DU/s1600-h/blond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SGnuzpqDJyI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xcOjAh8y_DU/s320/blond.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217964214408390434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blonds are not of any ONE particular ethnic group. Thus, I can write things about them and their way of seeing the world, a way which does not always make sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be aware that my oldest son is a blond. My wife had streaks of blond mixed in with the brunette and red in her hair. Of course, being part American Indian myself, I have no blond hair at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A FEW BLOND JOKES FOLLOW:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Q. How can you tell that a blond has been using the word processor?&lt;br /&gt;A. By the spots of correction fluid on the monitor screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What do a blond and a Pepsi Cola bottle have in common?&lt;br /&gt;A. They are both empty from the neck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Why did the blond keep a coat hanger in the back seat of her car?&lt;br /&gt;A. In case she ever locks her keys in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What did the blond say when she looked into a box of Cheerios?&lt;br /&gt;A. Oh, look, a box of donut seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What did the blond name her pet zebra?&lt;br /&gt;A. Spot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What goes, "VROOM, SCREECH, VROOM, SCREECH, VROOM, SCREECH"?&lt;br /&gt;A. A blond going through a flashing red light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. When a blond ordered a pizza, the clerk asked if he should cut it into six or twelve pieces.&lt;br /&gt;A. Six, please. I could never eat twelve pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Did you hear about the blond who tried to blow up her husband's car?&lt;br /&gt;A. She burned her lips on the tailpipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Enough of that nonsense. Maybe I will publish something more sensible next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-6977504542320273346?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/6977504542320273346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=6977504542320273346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/6977504542320273346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/6977504542320273346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/07/sorry-time-for-blond-jokes.html' title='Sorry! Time for Blond Jokes'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SGnuzpqDJyI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xcOjAh8y_DU/s72-c/blond.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-6702511924120009258</id><published>2008-06-29T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T05:00:00.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Left is right; right is wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That is what I learned when I lived in London for a few months. "Left is right and right is wrong." Later, I lived in the Cayman Islands and learned that they feel that way about it, too. Even later, I lived in Bangkok, Thailand. Yep, they, too, think that left is right and right is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should be able to read this line, at least the first part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Microsoft Sans Serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;,siht daer nac uoy fI&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Microsoft Sans Serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;?esenihC era uoy ebyam&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Microsoft Sans Serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Microsoft Sans Serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;If you can read this,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Microsoft Sans Serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Maybe you are Chinese?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;The first part is written from right to left and says the same thing as the second portion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To help clear up my ramblings, let me explain. As an American, I believe that the right side of the road is the right side of the road on which to drive and that the left side of the road is the wrong side of the road for driving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Brits (and their former colonies) feel that the right side is the wrong side of the road and that the left side is the right side of the road on which to drive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Makes sense, right? (I mean, correct?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wonder who has the right to say which side is correct. To me it feels write (or rite) (or right) to drive on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-6702511924120009258?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/6702511924120009258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=6702511924120009258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/6702511924120009258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/6702511924120009258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/06/left-is-right-right-is-wrong.html' title='Left is right; right is wrong'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-1201719861221233643</id><published>2008-06-25T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T17:14:06.178-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='telephone call'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collect calls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Collect Telephone Calls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SGLeswqO1mI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6L9G97x5Lx8/s1600-h/fathersday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SGLeswqO1mI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6L9G97x5Lx8/s320/fathersday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215976179006101090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Green;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                        &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Green;"&gt;Do you know what are the biggest days of the year for receiving collect telephone calls? Here is a list of the top three:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Third biggest day for getting collect calls is Valentine's Day. How thoughtful is your darling to remember you on the special "Love Day"! Can you imagine the phone ringing and the operator telling you, "You have a collect call from your girlfriend. Will you accept the charges?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The second largest day of collect calls is Mom's Day in May. "You have a collect call from your son in Montana. Will you accept the charges, Mother?" "Of course, put him on." It is so nice to know that he loves me enough to call my on Mother's Day, even if I must pay the cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Green;"&gt; 1. Number one on the list for most collect calls is Father's Day. Dear old Dad deserves a call from his offspring. However, my own telephone bill is unpaid. I doubt they will let me make a call unless Dad will pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year 1992, 83 million calls were made on Father's day. However, Mother;s Day had 106 million calls. The hooker, though, is that 27 percent of those of Father's Day were COLLECT calls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-1201719861221233643?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/1201719861221233643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=1201719861221233643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/1201719861221233643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/1201719861221233643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/06/collect-telephone-calls.html' title='Collect Telephone Calls'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SGLeswqO1mI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6L9G97x5Lx8/s72-c/fathersday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-5620036358318909844</id><published>2008-06-22T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T04:21:17.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flat tire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='find you out'/><title type='text'>Let's just say that....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SF4yvQKtacI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ejj54bJ98Jo/s1600-h/Liars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SF4yvQKtacI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ejj54bJ98Jo/s320/Liars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214661205916740034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretching the truth is not actually lying, is it? I mean, if it is a lie, it is only a white one, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a half lie will work. A half lie is half true, I guess, so it isn't all as bad as a completely false lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be sure your sin will find you out," says the writer of inspiration. In other words, no matter how well we hide our error or our fault, some day the truth will be exposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider this little story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These boys really hated their first period high school class. None of them did well under that particular teacher. They connived and came up with a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They skipped that first period class and decided to say that there was a car problem if the teacher ever asked them. It was not true, of course, but who would know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day, when they got to school, they went to their second period class. It was more to their liking. However, when that class ended and they went into the hallway of the school to go to the third period class, their first period teacher saw them and cornered them. She asked them to come to her home room at the end of the school day to make up work that they missed in class that day. They reluctantly agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the final class of the day, those four boys went to the first period teacher's home room. She asked them why they were absent from her class that day. One of the boys said, "We had a flat tire."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You need to take a short quiz, boys," the teacher told them. She assigned them seats around the classroom. She asked them to take out a sheet of paper on which to write. When they had complied, she wrote on the blackboard only one question.&lt;br /&gt;"Which tire was flat?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Be sure your sin will find you out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-5620036358318909844?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/5620036358318909844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=5620036358318909844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/5620036358318909844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/5620036358318909844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/06/lets-just-say-that.html' title='Let&apos;s just say that....'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SF4yvQKtacI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ejj54bJ98Jo/s72-c/Liars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-2202129172583361084</id><published>2008-06-19T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T00:38:13.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burma Shave</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People under the age of fifty may not be aware of those Burma Shave signs along America's highways. Their pithy verses often had great lessons for travelers. The red and white signs were spaced far enough apart that you could read them comfortably while driving at the normal speed of 55 mph. Here is an example for those who don't know what they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFoIIOPY8DI/AAAAAAAAAEw/HofZxtyPyWY/s1600-h/burmashave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFoIIOPY8DI/AAAAAAAAAEw/HofZxtyPyWY/s320/burmashave.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213488455989391410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A drive along a country road often brought smiles, even laughter, to everyone in the car as they read the sayings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, the company used the signs only to advertise its product, a brushless shaving cream. Later, the rhyming verses had a message in addition to the final sign which said, "Burma Shave".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFoIOZfbM0I/AAAAAAAAAE4/7xnc4dOy5fI/s1600-h/burmashave1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFoIOZfbM0I/AAAAAAAAAE4/7xnc4dOy5fI/s320/burmashave1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213488562088653634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what has happened. The signs are no longer used, and neither is Burma Shave. When Interstate highways came along, such signs were not used and would not have been read much if they had continued to be used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of the witty Burma Shave sign messages:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drinking drivers,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing worse.&lt;br /&gt;They get the quart&lt;br /&gt;Before the hearse.&lt;br /&gt;Burma Shave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll love your wife;&lt;br /&gt;You'll love her paw.&lt;br /&gt;You'll even love&lt;br /&gt;Your mother-in-law&lt;br /&gt;If you use                                                 Burma Shave&lt;br /&gt;Burma Shave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-2202129172583361084?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/2202129172583361084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=2202129172583361084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/2202129172583361084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/2202129172583361084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/06/burma-shave.html' title='Burma Shave'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFoIIOPY8DI/AAAAAAAAAEw/HofZxtyPyWY/s72-c/burmashave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-609745608106411068</id><published>2008-06-17T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T18:58:00.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomb of the Unknown Soldier</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Purple;"&gt;On Jeopardy the other night, the final question was... How many steps does the guard take during his walk across the tomb of the Unknowns ---- All three missed it --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Black;"&gt;   This is really an awesome sight to watch if you've never had the chance. It is very fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFholeLj5aI/AAAAAAAAADg/V20ENaAOv30/s1600-h/Unknown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFholeLj5aI/AAAAAAAAADg/V20ENaAOv30/s320/Unknown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213031561647351202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Red;"&gt;1. How many steps does the guard take during his walk across the tomb of the Unknowns and  why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Black;"&gt;21 steps. It alludes to the twenty-one gun salute, which is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highest honor given any military or foreign dignitary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFhpTL4WtHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uWD1aa8ELfM/s1600-h/3guards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFhpTL4WtHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uWD1aa8ELfM/s320/3guards.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213032347008939122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Red;"&gt;2. How long does he hesitate after his about face to begin his return walk and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Black;"&gt;21 seconds for the same reason as answer number 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFhpGWqyEMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/J3bZbB8FTnY/s1600-h/dusk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFhpGWqyEMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/J3bZbB8FTnY/s320/dusk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213032126566502594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Red;"&gt;Why are his gloves wet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Black;"&gt;His gloves are moistened to prevent his losing his grip on the rifle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFhpBHinlxI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rDhXouTST4w/s1600-h/salute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFhpBHinlxI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rDhXouTST4w/s320/salute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213032036606383890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Red;"&gt;4. Does he carry his rifle on the same shoulder all the time&lt;br /&gt;And if not, why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Black;"&gt; He carries the rifle on the shoulder away from the tomb. After his march across the path, he executes an about face and moves the rifle to the outside shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFho1mlxT7I/AAAAAAAAADw/-wVMN2eiQS4/s1600-h/sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFho1mlxT7I/AAAAAAAAADw/-wVMN2eiQS4/s320/sunrise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213031838782672818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Red;"&gt;5. How often are the guards changed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Black;"&gt;Guards are changed every thirty minutes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-four hours a day, 365 days a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFhpKy_jE-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/a9T4dnofd9E/s1600-h/dark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFhpKy_jE-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/a9T4dnofd9E/s320/dark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213032202889270242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Red;"&gt;6. What are the physical traits of the guard limited to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:Black;"&gt;For a person to apply for guard duty at the tomb, he must be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between 5' 10' and 6' 2' tall and his waist size cannot exceed 30'. Other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Requirements of the Guard: They must commit 2 years of life to guard the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomb, live in a barracks under the tomb, and cannot drink any alcohol on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or off duty for the rest of their lives. They cannot swear in public for the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest of their lives and cannot disgrace the uniform {fighting} or the tomb in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way. After two years, the guard is given a wreath pin that is worn on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their lapel signifying they served as guard of the tomb. There are only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;400 presently worn. The guard must obey these rules for the rest of their&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lives or give up the wreath pin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shoes are specially made with very thick soles to keep the heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cold from their feet. There are metal heel plates that extend to the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top of the shoe in order to make the loud click as they come to a halt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no wrinkles, folds or lint on the uniform. Guards dress for duty is&lt;br /&gt;In front of a full-length mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first six months of duty a guard cannot talk to anyone, nor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch TV. All off duty time is spent studying the 175 notable people laid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To rest in Arlington National Cemetery . A guard must memorize who they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And where they are interred. Among the notables are: President Taft, Joe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E. Lewis {the boxer} and Medal of Honor winner Audie Murphy, {the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decorated soldier of WWII} of Hollywood fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every guard spends five hours a day getting his uniforms ready for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guard duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFho7n7XEZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Mq4td8dEmWs/s1600-h/salute3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFho7n7XEZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Mq4td8dEmWs/s320/salute3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213031942220878226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Red;"&gt;ETERNAL REST GRANT THEM O LORD, AND LET PERPETUAL LIGHT SHINE UPON THEM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Black;"&gt;In 2003 as Hurricane Isabelle was approaching Washington , DC , our&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US Senate/House took 2 days off with anticipation of the storm. On the ABC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening news, it was reported that because of the dangers from the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurricane, the military members assigned the duty of guarding the Tomb of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Unknown Soldier were given permission to suspend the assignment. They&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respectfully declined the offer, 'No way, Sir!' Soaked to the skin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marching in the pelting rain of a tropical storm, they said that guarding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tomb was not just an assignment, it was the highest honor that can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afforded to a serviceperson. The tomb has been patrolled continuously,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24/7, since 1930.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFhq8qB6BBI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ceRKNctxOOQ/s1600-h/unknown11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFhq8qB6BBI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ceRKNctxOOQ/s320/unknown11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213034158988330002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Blue;"&gt;God Bless and keep them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-609745608106411068?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/609745608106411068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=609745608106411068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/609745608106411068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/609745608106411068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/06/tomb-of-unknown-soldier.html' title='Tomb of the Unknown Soldier'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail 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style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;M-W Dictionary definition:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chickenhawk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: a hawk that preys or is believed to prey on chickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFYNNGbtfkI/AAAAAAAAADE/ZCaTn7QAXGA/s1600-h/chickenhawk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFYNNGbtfkI/AAAAAAAAADE/ZCaTn7QAXGA/s320/chickenhawk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212368137444228674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Other Dictionary's definition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Chickenhawk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;: A US President or Congressman who was afraid to fight when in the military service, making excuses instead of risking his own life, but who becomes a strong advocate of pushing other people's children into the devastation of a war he creates to put himself into the history books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFYPRvzv6PI/AAAAAAAAADM/qUeGlMgBVC8/s1600-h/turkeymercy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFYPRvzv6PI/AAAAAAAAADM/qUeGlMgBVC8/s320/turkeymercy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212370416293636338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Let's show mercy to the turkey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFYRircEZnI/AAAAAAAAADU/m5cg8u2FI-Q/s1600-h/quayle%26chickenhawkfather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFYRircEZnI/AAAAAAAAADU/m5cg8u2FI-Q/s320/quayle%26chickenhawkfather.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212372906201605746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Runs in the family, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-1701858350621961465?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/1701858350621961465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=1701858350621961465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/1701858350621961465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/1701858350621961465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/06/dictionary-definition.html' title='Dictionary Definition'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFYNNGbtfkI/AAAAAAAAADE/ZCaTn7QAXGA/s72-c/chickenhawk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-8996281811356156560</id><published>2008-06-13T00:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T00:09:11.066-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Montgomery Ward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bathroom tissue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toilet paper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bidet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinese'/><title type='text'>I Wonder What They Used Before.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFIcL3KcPAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UbdPO3xQB_o/s1600-h/poopaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFIcL3KcPAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UbdPO3xQB_o/s320/poopaper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211258708932967426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Green;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We used pages from the Montgomery Ward Catalog or Sears Roebuck Catalog when I was a kid.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:Green;"&gt;We did not like to use the colored pages as they were stiffer and less pleasant than the black and white pages. My parents kept a catalog in the outhouse for that purpose. That was when our house was 'five rooms and a path' as they said it back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Green;"&gt;I have read that the Chinese invented the idea around 589 AD. The first foreigners to confirm that the Chinese used it were Arabs in 851 AD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after the bidet was invented sometime after 1700 AD, the paper was still more popular among the masses. That bidet was ex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Green;"&gt;pensive and besides, who wants a wet behinder after doing the business?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder about a side issue of this subject. I wonder what they used before this product when it came to TPing trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;                                                                                            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFIclN1uWLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xGNrXlBSSas/s1600-h/tptrees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 104px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFIclN1uWLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xGNrXlBSSas/s320/tptrees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211259144516819122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-8996281811356156560?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/8996281811356156560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=8996281811356156560' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/8996281811356156560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/8996281811356156560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-wonder-what-they-used-before.html' title='I Wonder What They Used Before.'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SFIcL3KcPAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UbdPO3xQB_o/s72-c/poopaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-4043459110368527744</id><published>2008-06-11T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T03:33:28.552-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1964 Corvair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corvette'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chevrolet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corvair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1964 Corvette'/><title type='text'>My 1964 Corvette??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SE-pDz_c-QI/AAAAAAAAACk/E4daLASFs-s/s1600-h/1964_Chevrolet_Corvair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SE-pDz_c-QI/AAAAAAAAACk/E4daLASFs-s/s320/1964_Chevrolet_Corvair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210569176852003074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Teal;"&gt;How well I remember my 1964 Corvair---or was it a Corvette? I always had problems with those names which were so much alike, and of course, made by the same company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Corv.... was light brown in color and looked so much like that car pictured above. I drove that thing everywhere. It was a used car when I bought it but as nice as any new car. Gas mileage was good enough. There was no rust when I bought it. It drove so easily and with the small size, it was a cinch to park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Teal;"&gt; When I finally retired the car because it became harder to keep up when it got old, I parked in behind our garage. After a while, a neighbor wanted to buy it and offered a really great price. He wanted to use it for parts for another Corv.... that he had. I hated to sell it. Still, it was doing nobody any good parked behind the garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I say that I owned a 1964 Corvette, people wonder how a poor boy could afford such a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SE-pXk3kvjI/AAAAAAAAACs/WvaS-_eK9FQ/s1600-h/1964+corvette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SE-pXk3kvjI/AAAAAAAAACs/WvaS-_eK9FQ/s320/1964+corvette.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210569516389809714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;That is when someone gets the bright idea of showing me a picture like this one. That is not the kind of car I had. Mine is like the one above, a Corv.....??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-4043459110368527744?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/4043459110368527744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=4043459110368527744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/4043459110368527744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/4043459110368527744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-1964-corvette.html' title='My 1964 Corvette??'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SE-pDz_c-QI/AAAAAAAAACk/E4daLASFs-s/s72-c/1964_Chevrolet_Corvair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-6362273756605190738</id><published>2008-06-08T16:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T16:36:14.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Q tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magnetic convection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ear cone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rice krispies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ear candle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ear wax'/><title type='text'>Clean Your Ears!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SExp4QqwP8I/AAAAAAAAACc/7oxJRV3Zt14/s1600-h/_DSC0035%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SExp4QqwP8I/AAAAAAAAACc/7oxJRV3Zt14/s320/_DSC0035%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209655284228702146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Doctors tell us to put nothing smaller than our elbow into our ears. Of course, your own elbow can't be positioned to be put into your ear. Still, the idea is to keep the Q-Tips out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people are now using a new technique instead of the Q-Tip in the ear. It is an ear cone, sometimes called an ear candle. It uses real fire to clean the ears, they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magnetic attraction or convection is said to pull old wax, old dead skin that has accumulated over several years and any other strange things from the ears and into the cone. The cone can be bought online or made at home. It is made of muslin cloth and beeswax. It is shaped into a cone form so the small end can be inserted into the ear. A paper plate is often used to keep any drips from the flaming cone from getting onto the patient's face. Put a hole through a paper plate, and insert the cone point through the hole and into the ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They tell me it sometimes snaps, crackles and pops just like rice krispies are said to do. The ear feels much cleaner after the process ends around 40 minutes later. The inverted cone drops out all types of unpleasant stuff that has been inside your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medical people tend to avoid ear coning procedures since the FDA has not approved it yet. Also, their insurance agents probably warn against having open flames near the patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have experienced this procedure, please give the readers a report. Your opinion will be appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-6362273756605190738?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/6362273756605190738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=6362273756605190738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/6362273756605190738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/6362273756605190738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/06/clean-your-ears.html' title='Clean Your Ears!'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SExp4QqwP8I/AAAAAAAAACc/7oxJRV3Zt14/s72-c/_DSC0035%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-8612840444615788953</id><published>2008-06-04T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T04:15:34.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Share Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SEZ2RMCXcXI/AAAAAAAAACM/Qpmh7dBZOKU/s1600-h/hold+hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SEZ2RMCXcXI/AAAAAAAAACM/Qpmh7dBZOKU/s320/hold+hands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207980056761561458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young man encountered an aged couple in a Macdonald's Restaurant. He watched them for some time. He noticed that the older lady found a booth for them while the old man ordered food. It did amaze him somewhat that the old man ordered a Big Mac, a large order of French fries and a large drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the old man carried the food to the table where the Mrs. was sitting, he smiled at the young observer. The young guy finally got nerve enough to begin conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I see you ordered only one Big Mac, one order of fries and a large drink. I also notice that you have two straws in the drink," he casually offered. "Is there a reason why only one of you is eating?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, young fellow," the old man said. "We share everything. We've been married for over forty years and have always shared everything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man paused to carefully break the Big Mac into two equal pieces. He and the woman divided the fries. Since there was an uneven number of fries in the package, they broke one into two pieces so each of them had the same amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am impressed," said the young man. "Such love for each other is hard to find nowadays."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, that is correct," the old man responded. Then, he began eating his half of the Big Mac and fries. The woman just sat and watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inquisitive youngster again interrupted."Sir, you said you share everything, but your wife is just watching while you are eating. Can you explain that to me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course," the old man said. "We are sharing everything in this meal, just as we share nearly every other aspect of life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I beg to differ, Sir," the young man said. "You are eating; she is watching. That does not look to me as if you are sharing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We share everything, young man," said the old man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why is she not eating, then?" the inquisitor queried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She is waiting for my teeth," was the old man's answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SEZ44sCXcYI/AAAAAAAAACU/ZN67zRL1Nv4/s1600-h/teeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SEZ44sCXcYI/AAAAAAAAACU/ZN67zRL1Nv4/s320/teeth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207982934389649794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-8612840444615788953?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/8612840444615788953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=8612840444615788953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/8612840444615788953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/8612840444615788953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/06/we-share-everything.html' title='We Share Everything'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SEZ2RMCXcXI/AAAAAAAAACM/Qpmh7dBZOKU/s72-c/hold+hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-6842130165505377360</id><published>2008-06-04T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T03:50:46.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer for a Happy Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SEZxtcCXcWI/AAAAAAAAACE/baaphqqm9iM/s1600-h/share.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SEZxtcCXcWI/AAAAAAAAACE/baaphqqm9iM/s320/share.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207975044534727010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A man and woman had been married for more than 60 years. They had shared everything. They had talked about everything. They had kept no secrets from each other except that the little old woman had a shoe box in the top of her closet that she had cautioned her husband never to open or ask her about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of these years, he had never thought about the box, but one day the little old woman got very sick and the doctor said she would not recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In trying to sort out their affairs, the little old man took down the shoe box and took it to his wife's bedside. She agreed that it was time that he should know what was in the box. When he opened it, he found two crocheted dolls and a stack of money totaling $95,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked her about the contents. "When we were to be married," she said, "my grandmother told me the secret of a happy marriage was to never argue. She told me that if I ever got angry with you, I should just keep quiet and crochet a doll."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little old man was so moved; he had to fight back tears. Only two precious dolls were in the box. She had only been angry with him two times in all those years of living and loving. He almost burst with happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Honey," he said,  " that explains the dolls, but what about all of this money?  Where did it come from?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh," she said, "that's the money I made from selling the dolls."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now for the prayer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Dear Lord, I pray for Wisdom to understand my man; Love to forgive him;&lt;br /&gt;And Patience for his moods;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Because Lord, if I pray for Strength, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I'll beat him to death because I don't know how to crochet. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-6842130165505377360?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/6842130165505377360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=6842130165505377360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/6842130165505377360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/6842130165505377360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/06/prayer-for-happy-marriage.html' title='Prayer for a Happy Marriage'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SEZxtcCXcWI/AAAAAAAAACE/baaphqqm9iM/s72-c/share.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-9143985084323059728</id><published>2008-06-02T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T17:25:03.152-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doorknob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dickens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deaf and dumb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shakespeare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dubya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb as a doorknob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doornail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bushisms'/><title type='text'>Dumb As a Doorknob</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SESO4cCXcVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/pdHUimQWqCI/s1600-h/dumbbush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SESO4cCXcVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/pdHUimQWqCI/s320/dumbbush.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207444169397072210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does this phrase, which accurately relates to "Dubya" Bush, come from? Did it originate with Bush? I doubt it as he is not bright enough to think of such&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SESHwMCXcTI/AAAAAAAAABs/zHMaPMwwneQ/s1600-h/doorknob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SESHwMCXcTI/AAAAAAAAABs/zHMaPMwwneQ/s320/doorknob.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207436331081756978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, William Sheakespeare used a similar phrase, "dumb as a doornail", in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Henry VI, part 2.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another famous Brit also used it. Charles Dickens used the phrase "dumb as a doornail" in his well-known &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christmas Carol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A doornail was the nail that the doorknocker rested on. Actually, it was a plate or a knob. A doornail which was dead was a used one that had its tip mashed after it was pounded into the door so it could not be used again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides this, you may have heard the phrase "if walls could talk,....". Walls can't talk; they are dumb, as in unable to speak. The phrase "deaf and dumb" relates to this quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the most recent US political situation, the former Chief of Staff of the White House, is not "dumb as a doorknob"; he speaks well for what he witnessed while around Dubya and his gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few Bushisms which reveal his intellectual capacity follow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think I need a bathroom break. Is this possible?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"See, in my line of work you gotta keep repeating things over and over and over again for the truth to set in, to kind of catapult the propaganda."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a mother of three children, he said, "You work three jobs? ...Uniquely American,isn't it? I mean, that is fantastic that you're doing that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are ready for any unforeseen event which may or may not happen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A clear lesson I learned in the museum was that outside forces that tend to divide people up inside their country are unbelievably counterproductive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't particularly like it when people put words in my mouth, either, by the way, unless I say it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-9143985084323059728?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/9143985084323059728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=9143985084323059728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/9143985084323059728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/9143985084323059728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/06/dumb-as-doorknob.html' title='Dumb As a Doorknob'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SESO4cCXcVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/pdHUimQWqCI/s72-c/dumbbush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-96531097864701908</id><published>2008-06-01T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T18:01:43.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='six toes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lundehund'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mountain climber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Why the Lundehund is an Unusual Dog Breed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SENj6cCXcKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/mGFVkXbTS5U/s1600-h/lundehund.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SENj6cCXcKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/mGFVkXbTS5U/s320/lundehund.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207115449780105378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He's a cute little guy, isn't he? Those pointed ears make him appear alert. His short-haired coat helps to define the muscles on his little body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What makes him unusual? Besides the extra joints in the nape of the neck, he has a feature which helps him to climb steep slopes better than many other dogs. Can you see what that feature is in the photo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;If you can't see it too well, I can put up another photo. Do you want to see one which tells you more definitely why the lundehund can climb steep places so well? OK. Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SENl6MCXcPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4_AqSlEI3yo/s1600-h/lundehundfeet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SENl6MCXcPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4_AqSlEI3yo/s320/lundehundfeet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207117644508393714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now you know, right? It is unusual in that it has six toes on each foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know of other dog anomalies to share. Put them here as comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a valuable pet? Get &lt;a href="http://www.kqzyfj.com/click-3527743-10372316" target="_top"&gt;Pet Insurance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lduhtrp.net/image-3527743-10372316" width="1" height="1" border="0"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-96531097864701908?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/96531097864701908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=96531097864701908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/96531097864701908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/96531097864701908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-lundehund-is-unusual-dog-breed.html' title='Why the Lundehund is an Unusual Dog Breed'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SENj6cCXcKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/mGFVkXbTS5U/s72-c/lundehund.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492557764849305900.post-2226399462714153323</id><published>2008-06-01T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T16:19:26.374-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='junior high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paul revere'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='longfellow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='April 18 1775'/><title type='text'>Paul Revere's Ride--Trivia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SEMrisCXcJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TSMOkUD9Ssk/s1600-h/paulrevere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SEMrisCXcJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TSMOkUD9Ssk/s320/paulrevere.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207053469107056786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Listen, my children, and you shall hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;On the eighteenth of April in seventy-five,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hardly a man is now alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Who remembers that famous day and year...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Those lines from Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's poem have been memorized by thousands of American school children over the years. I remember, as a junior high school student in Indiana, when the whole class was required by our English teacher to memorize this entire poem, along with many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still recall various lines from the poems I memorized back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now, I have a couple of trivia questions to ask you. To know if you have the right answers, comment on this post. I will then tell you if you are correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On what day of the week did April 18, 1775,  fall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did Paul Revere say at the end of his famous ride?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5492557764849305900-2226399462714153323?l=hoarse-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/2226399462714153323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492557764849305900&amp;postID=2226399462714153323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/2226399462714153323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492557764849305900/posts/default/2226399462714153323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoarse-sense.blogspot.com/2008/06/paul-reveres-ride-trivia.html' title='Paul Revere&apos;s Ride--Trivia'/><author><name>Roger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294589598596625075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpHcWdzwSCY/SEMrisCXcJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TSMOkUD9Ssk/s72-c/paulrevere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
