Friday, March 11, 2016

Night Music,

Found For Friday

Little Aholiab was in the first grade.
One day last week his teacher, Mrs. Beemish, began the school day by asking, “Boys and girls, does any of you have some important news to share with the class this morning?”
Aholiab waved his hand wildly in the air:  “I DO!  I DO, MRS, BEEMISH!!”
“My, my, Aholiab!  Your news must be very important!  Would you like to share it with the rest of the boys and girls?”
Aholiab could scarcely contain himself.  “MY CAT DIED!” he shouted.
“Oh. dear!  That’s terrible news, Aholiab!  How do you know your cat is dead?
“I pissed in its ear!”
“AHOLIAB!  We don’t use that kind of language in school!  What do you mean?”
“Well, it was just lying there, so I bent over and said ‘PSSST!’ in its ear, and it didn’t even move!”


I found a new restaurant where you can eat dirt cheap.
Food costs a little more, but.


I've decided to call the toilet Jim instead of John.
It sounds so much better when I tell people I go to the Jim every day.


The circus manager made the clowns undress in his office as he was fond of comic strips.


So what if I don't know what apocalypse means?
It's not like it's the end of the world



The stand up comedian went to the hospital with mono.
He tweeted out, "I'm here....all weak."


Bugs have very diverse religious views because they are all in sects.
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As I was paying for my groceries with a check, the cashier asked me for my street name.
"I don't have a street name," I said. "People just call me 'Dom.'"a


Those who jump off a Paris bridge are in Seine.


A buzzard carrying two dead badgers tried to check in at the airport for his flight. The gate attendant told him, "Sorry sir, but you're only allowed one carrion."


Weigh-ins at the sumo tournament are a large scale effort.


I believe Icarus was not failing as he fell,
but just coming to the end of his triumph.







Thursday, March 10, 2016

Night Music,

Throwback Thursday


Edwards Elementary School
Grade 5
Ames, Iowa
1988-89

Row 1 ~ Alicia Ackerman, Abdul Nuhu, Michael Bond, Nathan Bilyeu, Chris Bartine, Melinda Saderson, Elizabeth Hathaway, Andrea Hawkins
Row 2 ~ Carisa Ripley, Emily Silet, Elaine Serfass,  Laura Evans, Adam Shriver, Justin Hyde, Abbe Shapiro, Erin Firestone
Row 3 ~ Paul Cockayne, Noel Artilles, Mariano Rambeaud,  Robert Nolton, Cecicia Zielinski, Adam Dutton
Row 4 ~ Mark Bailey, Wezi Chilongo, Rufaida Abbasi, Jason Kugler, Amy Olson, Chad Kepple

Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Wednesday Poem

I Have No Doubt That

I have no doubt that it is global warming that is contributing to the strength of recent hurricanes.
I have no doubt that there is global warming.
I have no doubt that our wasteful way of living has contributed to the speeding up of the situation.
I have no doubt that ignoring the plight of the poorest of those in our world
(just ONE world no more)
to pander to the business of the few is evil.
I have no doubt that the rape of our lands will eventually destroy the very world in which we live.
I have no doubt that our world can be a good place to live – for the rich, the few.
I have no doubt that the religions of Jesus has been hijacked by self-righteous prigs who DO NOT understand what he meant when he said, “I have come that they might have life more abundantly.”

I have no doubt that there is no place to move. Our fragile planet is all we have.

I also have no doubt that if mankind wants to they can come together and use their collective knowledge to solve the problems we have caused.

When we take self-interest out of our reasoning
And put in sincere compassion and self sacrifice into the mix
When we look to the interest of all mankind and not just a few
And tolerate no exploitation of anyone ANYWHERE!

When we sit down together with our fellows and realize that everyone has the right to a good life, and then work toward solutions to our problems, not worrying about religious beliefs and how to please God-in-the sky and worry instead about how to bring the best life for everyone within the limited resources which we have.

I have no doubt that we can become the solution instead of the problem.


Sometime I just get frustrated with the politicians and their pat answers and ignoring the problems which need solving and could  be solved that I need to write a "therapy" poem.  This is one of them.

Night Music