This one may be a little short this time.  Today is Thursday and I’m prepping this for Saturday.

But that should leave you plenty of time, Impish.

You would think so, but it’s already a bit late on Thursday and tomorrow I am teaching a class on the Armor of God that I am SO pumped up about. I have REALLY gone over the top for this class.  My co-facilitator and I have been bouncing the made up lesson plan back and forth like all week getting it all ready.  See, normally we teach out of a curriculum that is more or less provided for us.  We put our own spin on that, but from what happened in the last class, I REALLY felt led to teach on this subject so I kind of made it up out of whole cloth (which means I like it a whole lot better). Not to be prideful or anything, but I believe I’m a bit of a better writer than those who are writing the books we’re working out of. One of these days I’ll publish here some of my real writing and you guys can judge for yourself.

Anyway, when I retire, I’ve thought of doing a blog just of religious writings, if for no other reason so that the Spirit would leave me alone and stop waking me up at 3 am with ideas.

But!

If I want to bring any laughter to you guys, I must, like dust, accumulate some electrons here and quickly!  So, without further ado….

Okay, so we’ve had another guess, and nope, that’s not me either.

Next topic … are these two a thing here in the states now?  I don’t watch a lot of TV anymore and I REALLY don’t watch a lot of THAT kind of news, but I got inundated with memes on them this week.

Well, maybe not as many as I thought, but even 3 is too many.

I know a lot of guys like this.

GREAT SONG!  Okay, so let’s find it!

1969!  How old were you in 1969?  I was 11!!!!  Wow!

And THAT is why we all detest politicians!

And then we have this one:

DOJ receives Gabbard’s criminal referral on bombshell claims Obama admin ‘manufactured’ Russian collusion hoax

Which we all knew was true for years, but just happens to come out at the same time that the Epstein (not sure I’m spelling that right) files are pointing at Trump. They are all liars and thieves, but at least Trump is doing SOME good.

Get ready folks, because the only thing that can cover all these cat turds up is a nice big WAR!  Besides the fact that this is all playing right into God’s hand anyway.  I can’t help but think that this, ALL OF THIS, sounds an awful lot like Matthew 24, starting in verse 5 when Jesus is talking about false teachers.  Don’t we have an awful lot of those out there right now.  All those impastors in the pulpits trying to convince us that good is evil and evil is good. 

Matthew 24 starting in verse 6, Jesus speaking: And you will  hear of wars and rumors of wars. See that you are not troubled; for all these things must come to  pass, but the end is not yet. For nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. And there will be famines, pestilences, and earthquakes in various places. All these are the beginning of sorrows. 

He goes on to say: And then many will be offended, will betray one another, and will hate one another. Then many false prophets will rise up and deceive many. And because lawlessness will abound, the love of many will grow cold.

I don’t know about you, but that sounds an AWFUL LOT like what’s going on right now.  Jesus was talking about the early birth pains of the tribulation.  And sweetheart, you don’t want to be here for that one.  I don’t plan on it.  I plan on being gone with the Rapture.

Wow.  I REALLY didn’t plan that.  That’s just my fingers doin’ what they want to.  Ain’t it great.

Yeah, I don’t have a Porsche either.

I’m ashamed to admit, this one took me a minute.  Then I laughed my head off.

Yup…that one would definitely be way too expensive.

Sorry, But It’s Actually Physically, Mentally, And Emotionally Impossible Not To Laugh At Every Single One Of These Pictures

You know, this is actually a great idea.

There is a great story about Mary and I and Little Caesars.  That’s where we met.  She started out working for me.  I took over the store she was working out as a temporary manager when the store manager had to have his feet operated on.  This was when I first got out of the Air Force and before I started working for the Air Force as a civilian.  Anyway, I was just supposed to manager this place for a couple six weeks while he recovered.  I was a brand new manager.  But, I turned the place completely upside down, doubled the sales, people were coming from all over Indianapolis to come to my store because in just a few short weeks they heard how good it was, so when the regular manager came back, the company wanted to put him in a different store because I had made this one mine.  It made him so mad he quit.  Mary wrote in her diary (she showed me this a year or so later) when she first met me, “I hate this new manager! He’s such a bastard!”  And then a couple years later I met up with her again and I was single and asked her out for coffee.  We both still worked for Caesars, but she was a manager then.  Always have a soft place in my heart for that company even though the original owners kids ruined it.

Heard a dramatic reading of this on the radio the other day and tracked down the original poem.  What a wonderful thing it is.

A man’s ex-wife called him at work wanting to know how to change the light bulb in the bathroom.

 

So he told her: “First, fill the bathtub with water…

I WANT ONE!!!!

What do you mean, “You don’t get it.”?  It’s a bad joke because there’s no punch line.

Oh, it’s so true!

Customer Service Department
B&Q
 
Dear Sir/Madam
 
My congratulations to you on getting a yacht to leave the UK on 28th November 2004, sail 27,354 miles around the world and arrive back in the same place 72 days later.
 
Could you please let me know when the kitchen I ordered 96 days ago will be arriving from your warehouse 13 miles away?
 
Yours sincerely

Well, I don’t know about that part about the cat, but the rest of all that is true.

Did they check to see if there was any whack on bench stock?

Ummm, me, too.

Okay, here, I’ll help.

Huh!  Well, look at that!

There was once a young man who, in his youth, professed his desire to become a great writer. When asked to define ‘great’ he said, “I want to write stuff that the whole world will read, stuff that people will react to on a truly emotional level, stuff that will make them scream, cry, howl in pain and anger!”  He now works for Microsoft, writing error messages

“If you die in an elevator, be sure to push the up button.”

What’s the difference between roast beef and pea soup?
Anybody can roast beef

Give it a minute, you’ll figure it out.

Arial Division

Ground Division

Now you know…or Know you now.

How’s that trick workin’ out there for you Donaldo?

If Stupidity got us into this mess, then why can’t it get us out?
 
-Will Rogers (1879-1935)

There’s one not everyone will get!

I’ve got one very similar to that in my cave.  There’s no glass though.

Yup, so were the dogs.

Yup, and you really ought to read John 3:17 as well…For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but in order that the world might be saved through him. Saved through Him. That’s the only way folks. No good works. No, “But, basically I’m a good person, I’m sure God will understand.” Nope, doesn’t work that way. “In order that the world might be saved through Him.” Hey, it’s in the instruction book.

This one is from brother Joe, in NJ.  How you doing brother Joe, hope you are well.  It’s called Girl Talk … don’t know what Joe knows about Girl Talk, but this is funny.

Girl Talk…

The Franklin Factor:

Early to bed and early to rise means it’s time to meet more guys.

The Rat Race:

If there’s one rat in a room full of nice men, he’ll hit on you first.

The Eyeglass Prescription:

Don’t wear your glasses on a blind date. You’ll look better, and he will too.

The Ring Rule:

A watched telephone never rings.

The Creep Call:

Never pick up the phone on Saturday night. It’s a call from a creep you told you were busy.

The Fishing Forecast:

They say there are lots of good fish in the sea.

But who wants to go out with a fish?

The Psychological Prognosis:

Love is a form of temporary insanity curable by marriage.

The Rope Trick:

Give a man enough rope and he’ll lasso another woman.

Mind Over Matter:

No one ever falls in love with another person’s mind at a cocktail party.

The Fault Finder:

The faster way to discover all your bad habits is to move in with your lover.

 

Okay, warning, this one is also from Joe.

There was this guy and he had a girlfriend named Lorraine who was very pretty and he liked her a lot. One day he went to work and found that a new girl had started working with him at his office. Her name was Clearly and she was absolutely gorgeous. He became quite smitten with her and after a while it became obvious that she was very interested in him too.
 
But this guy was a loyal man and he wouldn’t do anything with Clearly while he was still going out with his girlfriend. He decided that there was nothing left to do but to break up with Lorraine and get on with Clearly.
 
He planned several times to tell Lorraine but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. Then one day they went for a walk along the riverbank when Lorraine slipped and fell into the river.
 
The current carried her off and she drowned. The guy stopped for a moment by the river and then ran off smiling and singing and smiling and singing.
 
 
What was he singing, you ask???
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No.  No Joe.  It really wasn’t.

Stephen is going to start sending us Ripley’s Believe It or Not! so we can start a new section.  I’m thinking of putting it right here. What do you think?  Guess I’ll need a header.

But, until then, may all be well with you and…

So, another race to the finish, but first, since I haven’t gotten a single update to this for a while now, this may be the last update to…

Here are the totals that I have as of now:

I really thought with over 500 subscribers … but then again … maybe we really don’t have that many and there’s only a few of you who actually read this rag.

Meh!  Who cares.  I’ll look into it later.

Moving on.

I only had one guess as to which one was me from fifth grade…and it was wrong.  Did you guess right?

Hmm, which one grew up to be the devilishly handsome Impish Dragon?  Okay, I’ll give you a hint.  A little further down, I’ll show you the wrong guess.  For now, 

Here’s some on a theme…

And two more on a different theme…

And as far as themes go for now…

Believe it or not, in my military career, I’ve slept worse than that!

This next is definitely an OLD joke.

On their way to get married, a young Catholic couple is involved in a fatal car accident. The couple find themselves sitting outside the Pearly Gates waiting for St. Peter to process them into Heaven. While waiting, they begin to wonder: Could they possibly get married in Heaven? When St. Peter showed up, they asked him.

St. Peter says, “I don’t know. This is the first time anyone has asked. Let me go find out,” and he leaves. The couple sat and waited for an answer. Two months pass and the couple is still waiting.

So as they waited, they discussed that IF they were allowed to get married in Heaven, SHOULD they get married, what with the eternal aspect of it all. “What if it doesn’t work?” they wondered, “Are we stuck together FOREVER?”

After yet another month, St. Peter finally returns, looking somewhat bedraggled. “Yes,” he informs the couple, “you CAN get married in Heaven.”

“Great!” said the couple, “But we were just wondering, what if things don’t work out? Could we also get a divorce in Heaven?”

St. Peter, red-faced with anger, slams his clipboard onto the ground.

“What’s wrong?” asked the frightened couple.

“OH, COME ON!” St. Peter shouts, “It took me three months to find a priest up here! Do you have ANY idea how long it’ll take me to find a lawyer?”

Now come on.  You KNEW you were going to get slapped for that!

You ought to get slapped for that one, too.  But I don’t have a gif of a kid slapping a mom!

Oh so true.  So very, very true.

Smells like old beer and vomit.

I would completely disagree!!!!!

 

With the word “useful”!

Bob and George are golfing when a bird flies overhead. “Wow! What a big duck!” Bob says.
“That’s no duck, it’s a goose.” George says.
“No, it’s a duck!” Bob says.
“I say it’s a goose!” George says.
And so, the argument went.
“Duck!”
“Goose!”
“Duck!”
“Goose!”
“Duck!”
“Goose!”
Another golfer behind them, playing the hole, yells, “Fore!” and hits the ball.
Bob sees the ball coming and yells, “Duck!
“George yells back, “Goose!”   
BONK.

Wow!  I know that game!  I play it every day!

I LOVE IT!!!!!

8am: Too tired to think.
Noon: Too tired to think.
5pm: Too tired to think.
Midnight: How do dragons blow out candles?

Okay, I almost forgot, here’s your hint.  Here’s the guess that was made.

I didn’t at first, but Aussie Pete fixed me up!

And just stare straight ahead.

My wife and I were at my high school reunion. As I looked around, I noticed the other men in their expensive suits … and their bulging stomachs.  Proud of the fact that I weighed just five pounds more than I did when I was in high school, I said to my wife, “I’m the only guy here who can still wear the suit he wore when he graduated.” 

She glanced at the well-dressed crowd, then back at me, and said, “You’re the only one who has to.”

Not quite as good as being rich in Monopoly.

The old lady had a parrot who had never spoken a word in eight years. She had tried everything she could think of to teach him to speak, from reading books, magazines, and newspapers to him, playing the radio and TV around him, and inviting friends over for a chat, but nothing ever seemed to change. 

One day, the lady was working in her garden; the parrot’s cage was right by a nearby window. Suddenly, lo and behold, the parrot yelled, “Look out!” 

Unfortunately, the lady didn’t hear him and was immediately chased away by a swarm of angry bees.

The parrot tsks and shakes his head indignantly. “Eight years she spends teaching me to talk and then I can’t get her to listen.”

That’s pretty much why I own guns.  Yes, plural.

Two Aussie men are standing at the top of a cliff. One has two budgies (a small parrot native to Australia), one on each shoulder. The other has a parrot and a shotgun. 

The first guy jumps off the cliff and on the way down the birds fly away. He crashes on the rocks below and rolls over on his back. He looks up just in time to see his friend jump off too. 

As the second guy falls the parrot flies off, he pulls up his shot gun and shoots the bird just before he too crashes onto the rocks.

They lie there groaning in agony for a bit before the first guy says, “I really don’t see what is supposed to be so great about budgie jumping!” 

The second guy lets out a groan and says, “I’m really not too impressed with free-fall parrot shooting either!”

A preacher, newly called to a small country town, needed to mail a letter. Passing a young boy on the street, the pastor asked where he could find the post office.

After getting his answer, the minister thanked the boy and said, “If you’ll come to the community church this evening, you can hear me tell everyone how to get to heaven.” 

“I don’t know, sir,” the boy replied. “You don’t even know how to get to the post office.”

There is so much (funny) truth in this!!!!

I laughed SO HARD!!!!!

I remember the day after my son was born, I walked in the hospital room and they were changing his diaper. I looked at him and exclaimed ” man, Teri look at the size of his willy, it’s huge!” “I know, Pete” she replied…..”But at least he’s got your ears.”

‘Doc, I’m a mechanic. I work for a racecar driver. It’s utterly depressing … I get to fix his car up, maintain it, tune it to perfection. But never – not once- have I been allowed to take it for a spin.

It’s depressing to think that such a wonderful thing is out there purring, but I’ll never get to enjoy it.”

“Well. sir, I think I understand just fine – my brother in law has the exact same problem,” answered the psychiatrist.

‘Is he a mechanic too, doc?’ asked the mechanic.

The psychiatrist replied, ‘No, he’s a gynecologist.”

And that my friends is … 

I’m sorry, what?

I didn’t tell you which one was me?

No.  No, you’re right.  I didn’t.  But, on the flip side, only one of you even guessed, so I just figured none of you cared.  

So, until next time my friends …

Well, it is an appropriate picture for coming up on Sundae…I mean Sunday. I just got done creating a lesson for next Friday’s class on the Armor of God.  I’m giving it to my partner at church tomorrow to see how she likes it and for her input.  Let’s see, that would be yesterday for you guys.

This whole time traveling thing is getting weird again.

I feel horrible and I feel ashamed at the same time. 

You guys know I’ve had a rough week, right?  Well, you also know my buddy Wheats who was my roommate in Germany in the early 80’s.  We’ve known each other 43, 44 years, something like that.  We’re really good friends.  Talk to each other like every day by text or phone.

Well, last night, I was just getting ready to go to bed and FINALLY it hit me.  You know, I haven’t heard from Wheats like all week. I wonder … and I hear my phone go ding from  the other room. (I was in the bathroom).  So, I spit in the sink and go look at my phone and it’s buddy Wheats.

I read, “I had a heart attack on Monday and I died on the way to the hospital. They’re just now moving me out of ICU.” And he sends me a picture of him with tubes coming out of his nose and stuff.  Come to find out that he started having trouble breathing.  Then he started having a LOT of trouble breathing so he called 911.  He lives by himself in SC.  Then he stopped breathing about the same time the EMTs showed up.  Then on the way to the hospital he dies and they have to bring him around. (He didn’t say whether they shocked him or gave him CPR.  His phone was dying and he didn’t have a charger.  Nurse was gonna try to find one so I was just trying to get the important stuff…and to pick on him).  

They put a stint in his heart and they are going to keep him under observation for a while cause they don’t know whether they are going to need to put in another stint or not. 

But I felt like crap that I was so wrapped up in my stuff that I didn’t even notice that we hadn’t talked this week!  He was anxious to get out of ICU so he could call me cause he was worried about me!  So, when he sent me the picture I told him he looked like crap, you know, just like friends do.  I asked him if he saw anything when he died.  He said no.  I asked him if it started to get warm when he died.  I told him I’d head down there to rescue him if I needed to.

I’m texting him right now!  He got a cord and he’s charged up and we’re talking again, so good news.  So, you guys go ahead and get on with your laffs while I visit with Wheats for a while.

I have definitely found my spirit animal!

Vermont Law
 
At one time it was illegal to tie a giraffe to a telephone pole.

I am SO OVER the Epstein Files!!!!!  Trump needs to release them, unredacted.  The footage from the prison needs to be released and not that Hollywood movie footage that they claim is the “raw footage”.  NO ONE believes this crap any more.  Even more, NO ONE CARES!  We all know he didn’t commit suicide.  It’s gonna go back to the Clinton/Obama cartel anyway so WHO CARES!  As soon as that evil block of dirt is buried the better off we’ll all be.

Okay, Izzy didn’t get that one…how about you guys?

Wow!  I feel so safe!

So, I got an email recently from a guy named Steve with the subject line of: Want to sell dragonlaffs.com?  He says he’s from flippa.com.  I laughed so hard and deleted it.  But it did crack me up.

Actually, it’s pretty easy.  We don’t HAVE to blow fire if we don’t want to.  Why does everyone think we blow fire all the time?  How would we sleep?  Have pillow fights?  Put gas in our lawn mowers?  All kinds of things.

I have questions…several in fact.

Whatever is begun in anger ends in shame.
 
-Benjamin Franklin (1706-1790)

There was once a general store in central Kansas back around 1900. The owner was an elderly man who went to church for a long time. 

The store always had those two or three “older gentlemen” that you always see on the front porch talking about “the war” or how it used to be. 

Anyway, this certain store owner had the habit of quoting Scripture every time he made a transaction, and it was always a different verse. 
 
It got to where the old men on the porch came in every time a customer showed up just to hear what the verse was going to be. 

Well, one day, a Texan came in and inquired about the rug that was hanging on the wall. 

The man asked about the price of the rug, and the owner told him $400. But, the owner and the old men all knew that the true worth was about $200. 

So the Texan thought it over and said, “I’ll take it!”  He bought the rug and left the store. 
 
The old men stared at the owner in anticipation of what possible Scripture could follow such a dishonest act. 

The owner said, “He was a stranger, and I took him in.”

Not sure if I showed this one to you guys or not, but the above shirt was part of a memory that I got on my anniversary from Facebook from Mary the year before she passed away.  I laughed and then I cried and then I laughed and I cried.  Yeah … I think this was in the last episode.  Tough, look at it again.

This one wasn’t.  A guy I knew in 5th grade saw my Facebook post about my anniversary and long story short, sent along the above picture entitled Flatbush 5th grade.  So, which one is Impish?  Man, that brought me back…WAY back.

And since we’re talking about weird stuff, today at church we had an eagle land in our parking lot.  She’s a young eagle and I managed to snap a couple of pictures through the glass door.

She’s actually a lot bigger than she looks.

Bring back these wonderful apple pies!!!!

The other day I met a good friend of mine who is a genetic engineer. He was happy to tell me of his job.

His latest project is the splicing of DNA from different specie of birds.

First he combined the DNA from a pheasant and a hen.

It worked! He called it a “Phen.”

Next he successfully combined a pheasant and a goose.

He called it a “Phoose.”

Yesterday, he explained, he finally was able to mix a pheasant and a duck.

He called it… “Charlie.”

Oh so very true!

26 of The Most Peculiar News Stories From Around The World

This desert plant blooms once.  Not once a season or once a year, once in it’s lifetime.

28 Unruly Bits of Trivia We’re Unloading on Your Doorstep Because Our Brains Have Had It Up to Here With Them

A genie granted me one wish, so I said I just want to be happy. Now I’m living in a cottage with 6 dwarves and working in a mine.

Incorrect is the only word that when spelled correctly is still incorrect.

I’m dating a shoemaker. I’ve found my sole mate.

I went to a vegetarian restaurant last night and when I’d finished the waiter asked: “How was your meal, Sir.” “It was very nice,” I replied. “My compliments to the gardener.” 

When I was little my mom used to feed me alphabet soup claiming I love it. I didn’t really, she was just putting words in my mouth.

Yesterday a beautiful nurse accidentally stepped on my oxygen tube. She was breathtaking.

Honey is the tastiest of all the insect vomits we have tried so far.

I got a little nap time this Easter, I hid 48 eggs and told my kids there were 50.

I bought some passenger jets in order to start a offering flights exclusively for bald people. I’m going to call it Receding Airlines.

 Wife: Lets go out and have some fun tonight!. 
Husband: Okay but if you get home before I do, leave the hall light on.

Does anyone else feel loke their bring watched….  CIA “They’re”

My wife asked me why I wanted to be cremated. I told her it’s because it’s my last hope for a smoking hot body.

Maybe my mom was right all those years ago. Maybe I won’t be happy until someone loses an eye. Maybe that’s what’s been missing.

When bald people wash their faces, how high up to they go?

I went to the toy store and asked the clerk where the Arnold Schwarzenegger dolls are and he replied, “Aisle B, back”. 

And with that lovely picture now stuck in my head.  I need some brain bleach please!  Until next time.

So, I missed Thursday, and here it is, Friday and it’s already getting on in the evening.  I’m going to try to get as much of an issue out for you as I can for tomorrow, but we’ll see.

I’ve had a long, hard week my friends.  But, I’m through it and I hope to be back on track.  These things happen.  I do want to thank all of you who wrote me in support of my grief.  Thank you very much.  It helped a lot.  

So, I may go into it a bit more over the weekend for Monday’s issue, but for now, let’s get to the fun stuff.

That one cracked me up to no end!

Yeah, he’s like, “It’s raining, so what?”

Okay, so a little harsh…

Okay, another 0ne from Stephanie that you should click on and watch…so click

HERE

This is my dogs.  Except one of them would bark at the door while the other one would steal TWO pieces and run and hide and I would just be left to wonder if I had just eaten that many.

Yeah, and then mine helps the burglar carry the stuff out.

I disagree.  The DAD.  The DAD says that bikini is too small!

NO!  No, No, NO!  Several thousand years ago, God covered the entire earth with water in a flood and THAT is why there is shells and signs of sea life on the highest mountain peaks.  Read your Bibles people, it is 100% historically accurate.  Ask me how I know!  I can feel another essay coming!

This blonde cop stops a blonde driver and asks for identification.

The blonde driver looks all around in her purse and can’t find her license.

“I must have left it at home, officer.”

“Well, do you have any kind of identification on you?” asks the cop.

The blonde takes out a pocket mirror and says, “I do have this picture of me.”

“Let me see it,” says the cop.

She holds up the mirror and looks in it.

Then she says, “Sorry. If I had known you were a police officer, I wouldn’t have stopped you. Have a nice day.”

I think this next one is my new favorite meme!!!

What a GREAT picture!

I remember!  Oh how I remember!

I know, right?  Me, too!

The cowboy sat on a stool drinking a beer as the Mexican, also dressed in western garb sat next to him. There was a slight nod as they looked at each other.

Soon the cowboy ordered another and bought one for the Mexican, also.

When their glasses became empty the cowboy bought again.

Then a third time the cowboy bought again, and the Mexican grinned and spoke something, but the bartender never knew what he said.

Then the cowboy seemed to be infuriated and stood up suddenly drawing his gun and shot the Mexican dead.

At the cowboy’s hearing the judge the judge asked the cowboy. “Why did you suddenly become enraged for no apparent reason and shoot this individual dead.”

“Well, your honor,” the cowboy explained, “I tried to be friendly, and he began calling me names and insulting me for no reason and finally I got mad.”

“What names did he call you that made you so mad that you wanted to kill him?” asked the Judge.

“Well,” answered the cowboy, “three times I bought him a drink, and each time he grinned in my face and called me, ‘Grassy Ass.'”

Leah sent this next one and has this to say about it:

It is easy to store evaporated milk, so I have.  (although the younger generation doesn’t know what it is) I need to use up a lot of mine, haven’t tried this yet, but with butter being so expensive, think I will, However, I will use it in baking, suspect it would never be smart to fry with it.

I also know, in hard times, it can be used to make baby formula.

This next one is AWESOME!

And make sure that you are ready if God calls YOU home tonight.

This one is GREAT!  Some are wise. Some are otherwise.

Remember this one?

Then how about THIS one?

That almost made me cry!  How touching that is!

From Leah:

Seemingly mundane, “boring” verse in Nehemiah 12 says this: “At the Fountain Gate they went up straight before them by the stairs of the city of David, at the ascent of the wall, above the house of David, to the Water Gate on the east.”

Until 2005, David’s palace in ancient Jerusalem had not been discovered.

That year an archaeologist (Eilat Mazar) read that verse that was written 2,400 years ago in the Bible, used the specificity of the details to guess where David’s palace would’ve been, started digging, and found it EXACTLY where Nehemiah 12:37 indicates.

2,400 years. Pinpoint accuracy.

The Bible really happened, y’all.

The real Jesus died on a real cross for the real you

And if you give your life to him, He can really change it forever.

Huh.  That’s funny.  Mine is too.  I wonder if that’s a thing.

No kidding.  I was in the store the other wearing my hat (that I wear everywhere, even to work, by the way) that is black with a silver cross on it.  A lady said to me, “I find that offensive.”  I said, “I so sorry.  We should pray about that.”  She didn’t take that well.

 

When a naked lady stole – and crashed – a Utah police car

Police said the suspect was too “slippery” to catch.

‘Doc, I’m a mechanic. I work for a racecar driver. It’s utterly depressing … I get to fix his car up, maintain it, tune it to perfection. But never – not once- have I been allowed to take it for a spin.

It’s depressing to think that such a wonderful thing is out there purring, but I’ll never get to enjoy it.”

“Well. sir, I think I understand just fine – my brother in law has the exact same problem,” answered the psychiatrist.

‘Is he a mechanic too, doc?’ asked the mechanic.

The psychiatrist replied, ‘No, he’s a gynecologist.”

Me too!  Because…ALL MY BILLS ARE PAID!!!!

A man’s wife was complaining to him one night, “I’m itchy.”

“Yeah. he replied, “but, the B is silent.”

It’s been two weeks now, and he’s really tired of sleeping in the garage.

Okay, not bad.  That’s it.  Until Monday then.  Be well my family and friends.  Love and happiness to you all.

Hello my dear family.

Just a quick heads up to let you know that there may be a missing episode this week. I’m not sure where I’m at in my writing and what’s already in line to publish so I might miss Thursday or it might be Saturday or I might be able to get caught up and not miss anything.

See, here’s the problem. I’ve been a little out of sorts yesterday and today and I am not sure I’ll be back to sorts tomorrow and I’ve got the jail tomorrow night which will eliminate my writing time anyway.

I was going to take the day off today, but decided I would be better off at work around other people instead of home alone.

Man, I’m not saying this right…today is…would have been…still is, I guess, my 30th wedding anniversary.

Mary and I had a lot of plans for this one. Things we didn’t get to do on our 25th. Because on our 25th we had a lightning strike that took out our fridge and stove. I think I told you that story and how every year near our anniversary something went wrong.

Well, for number 30 we were going to Ireland. Her family’s home country. Obviously we didn’t make it.

It has been a long, hard day.

I’ve lost track of the times I’ve cried.

BUT!

I’ve also lost track of the times I’ve laughed and smiled. Facebook, of course, gave me some memories. That was bittersweet. But, MOST importantly, I know where she is right now and it beats the daylights out of Ireland hands down!!! She’s not in pain, she’s with friends and family, and most importantly, she’s spending time with our dear Lord and Savior.

I’m a patient man. I know that compared to eternity, this is just a blip in time. I will be there soon enough. When God is done with me here, He’ll let me know.

But I do miss her so.

Just wanted to let you know, my dear, dear family, that if I drop an issue or even two this week. That’s why. My heads not in the game right now.

So until then, may our loving God Bless you and keep you and shine His face upon you.

Cheers!

ID