What is happening, that all of a sudden my life is so much busier ...now that I’m retired.... than when I was...not...retired?
When I am the most behind ... with too much to do before leaving town... and I have exactly 15 minutes to get to my destination 20 minutes away
Why is it that , the door bell rings.
Where is it written that I must not politely close the door on the two nice looking young men wearing white short sleeves and black ties... gripping in their ‘eager to share paws’, a copy of the
Wait for it.....
Watchtower Magazine.
Do I pray? (they inquire)
Huh? (I reply)
How do you pray? (they again inquire)
Uh, uh... well lets see........
Dear God, please don’t let there be a chain smoker sitting in front of me at the red neck races this week –end... yeah yeah yeah I mean amen... no wait....
Dear God, please let the black pants I plan to wear to the play next Tues, fit. The ones, I’m NOT trying on because they might not fit.
Yeah that! I mean amen.... no wait
Dear God, never mind the black pants.. Please don’t let a really, really tall guy that moves his head constantly side to side sit in front of me at the play next Tues. hallelujah! I mean amen.
Oh and let there be world peace..... for now and ever.... and I mean amen
so it is written
Monday, August 27, 2007
Whatever do you mean?
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What if I showed up at your door with a copy of the log in my hand. Would you invite me in for a beer?
Corky.... of course...but don’t bring any klingons or Romulans.
"Second star to the right, and straight on 'til morning!"..... Code name Y-kroc
Dear God:
Please use a lightening bolt to strike dead these uncircumcised heathens so I can get to where I need to be.
Amen
BTW - David in the Psalms prayed that way
Suzie...thanks for the laugh!
Dear God
Please let Suzie 'live long and prosper'
Amen
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