A Solitary Life.

Post 70 - - - - - Saturday, 18 November 2006.

Hi there people ~ How are you all faring today ? All well and happy
I hope.

I am fine and was pleasantly surprised this morning by an
unexpected visit from my son, who did a few small jobs for me.

He is coming tomorrow to take me to a craft market that is held
once a month in our local gardens.

So that will be nice, and all I have to do is be up and ready to
leave at 9 am. I will attempt to get to bed before 2 am !!!

For a change !!!

Happy Birthday to Raggedy for the 18th November. I hope she will
be back with us very soon. Have a great day Raggedy One.

Tonight’s story is a very old one, told a little differently Hope
you like it.

It is called “One Solitary Life.”

There was a young man who was born in an obscure village, the
child of a peasant woman. He grew up in another village.

He worked in a carpenter’s shop until he was thirty, and then for
three years he was an itinerant preacher.

He never wrote a book, he never held an office, he never owned a
home, he never had a family, he never went to college, he never
put his foot inside a big city. He never travelled more than two
hundred miles from the place where he was born, and he never did
one of the things that usually accompany greatness. He had no
credentials but himself.

While he was still a young man, the tide of public opinion turned
against him. His friends ran away, and he was turned over to his
enemies. He went through the mockery of a trial, and was nailed
to a cross between two thieves.

While he was dying, his executioners gambled for the only piece of
property he had on earth, and that was his coat. When he was
dead, he was laid in a borrowed grave through the pity of a friend.

More than twenty centuries have come and gone, and yet today
he is the central figure of the human race, and the leader of the
column of progress.

It s well within the mark to say that all the armies that ever
marched, and all the navies that were ever built, and all the
parliaments that have ever sat, and all the kings that ever
reigned, put together, have not affected the life of man on this
earth, as has that One Solitary Life.

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Three aspiring psychiatrists from various colleges were attending
their first class on emotional extremes.
“Just to establish some parameters,” said the professor, “What is
the opposite of joy?”

“Sadness,” says one student.

“And the opposite of depression?”

“Elation,” said another.

“And you sir, he said to another young man from Texas,
“How about the opposite of woe ?”

“Sir, I believe that would be giddy-up.”

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A father brought his son into the doctor because the boy had a
matchbox car shoved up his nose.

All the time while the doctor was trying to remove the car, the
father kept saying, “I don’t know how he did it !”

Finally the doctor removed the car, and father and son left.

A few hours later, the father came back with the matchbox
car shoved up HIS nose. He told the doctor,

“I know how he did it.!!”

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Walking up to a department store’s fabric counter, a pretty
girl asked, “I want to buy this material for a new dress.
How much does it cost ?”

“Only one kiss per yard,” replied the smirking male clerk.

“That’s fine,” replied the girl. “I’ll take ten yards.”

With expectation and anticipation written all over his face, the
clerk measured out and wrapped the cloth, then held it out
teasingly.

The girl snapped up the package and pointed to a little old man
standing beside her.
“Grandpa will pay the bill,” she smiled.

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Once upon a time, a beautiful princess happened upon a frog in a
pond. The frog said to the princess, “ I was once a handsome prince
until an evil witch put a spell on me. One kiss from you and I will turn
back into a prince and then we can marry, move into the castle with
my mother, and you can prepare my meals, clean my clothes, bear
my children and forever feel happy doing so.”

That night, while the princess dined on frog’s legs, she kept
laughing and saying, “I don’t think so.”

<><><><><> A few fun quotes - - - -

Work is the curse of the drinking class. - - Oscar Wilde.

When I read about the evils of drinking, I gave up reading.
- - - Henny Youngman.

Life is a waste of time, time is a waste of life, so get wasted all
of the time and have the time of your life. - - - Anonymous.

I’d rather have a bottle in front of me, than a frontal lobotomy
- - - Tom Waits.

And on that happy note, I will say goodbye for this post.

Take care and have a great weekend. Merle.

I see we have gone all plain and uninteresting again. Sorry,
I set it out much better than this. Oh well !!

Post 70 - - - - Saturday, 18 November 2006

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