I Want One

Hey, Father's Day is coming up.

Ay Caramba!

A SPANISH teacher was explaining to her class that in Spanish,
unlike English, nouns are designated as either masculine or feminine.

'House' for instance, is feminine: 'la Casa.'
'Pencil,' however, is masculine: 'el lapiz.'

A student asked, 'What gender is 'computer'?'

Instead of giving the answer, the teacher split the class into two groups,
male and female, and asked them to decide for themselves whether computer'
should be a masculine or a feminine noun. Each group was asked to give four
reasons for its recommendation.

The men's group decided that 'computer' should definitely be of the feminine
gender ('la computadora'), because:

1... No one but their creator understands their internal logic;

2. The native language they use to communicate with other computers is
incomprehensible to everyone else;

3. Even the smallest mistakes are stored in long term memory for possible
later retrieval; and

4. As soon as you make a commitment to one, you find yourself spending half
your paycheck on accessories for it.


The women's group, however, concluded that computers should be Masculine
('el computador'), because:

1. In order to do anything with them, you have to turn them on;

2. They have a lot of data but still can't think for themselves;

3. They are supposed to help you solve problems, but half the time they ARE
the problem; and

4. As soon as you commit to one, you realize that if you had waited a little
longer, you could have gotten a better model.

Play It Again, Fran

Me and Blue Eyes in a few years...
Actually, it's Fran & Marlo Cowan (married 62 years) playing an impromptu recital together in the atrium of the Mayo Clinic.
He'll be 90 in February.

Too cool.

The Dude

Happy Birthday to the Little Dude.
8 years old today.

Speaking of Getting Old...

Letter From Grandma To Her Grandson....

Lovley Dear Grandson,

The other day I went up to our local Christian book store and saw a "Honk if you love Jesus" bumper sticker. I was feeling particularly sassy that day because I had just come from a thrilling choir performance, followed by a thunderous prayer meeting. So I bought the sticker and put it on my bumper. Boy, I'm glad I did, what an uplifting experience that followed.

I was stopped at a red light at a busy intersection, just lost in thought about the Lord and how good he is, and I didn't notice that the light had changed. It is a good thing someone else loves Jesus because if he hadn't honked, I'd never have noticed.

I found that lots of people love Jesus! Why, while I was sitting there, the guy behind started honking like crazy, and then he leaned out of his window and screamed, "For the love of God! Go! Go! Go! Jesus Christ Go!" What an exuberant cheerleader he was for Jesus! Everyone started honking! I just leaned out my window and started waving and smiling at all those loving people. I even honked my horn a few times to share in the love!

There must have been a man from Florida back there because I heard him yelling something about a "sunny beach." I saw another guy waving in a funny way, with only his middle finger stuck up in the air. I asked my teenage grandson in the back seat what that meant. He said it was probably a Hawaiian good luck sign or something. Well, I've never met anyone from Hawaii, so I leaned out the window and gave him the good luck sign back. My grandson burst out laughing ... why, even he was enjoying this religious experience!

A couple of the people were so caught up in the joy of the moment that they got out of their cars and started walking towards me. I bet they wanted to pray or ask what church I attended, but this is when I noticed the light had changed. So, I waved at all my brothers and sisters grinning, and drove on through the intersection. I noticed I was the only car that got through the intersection before the light changed again and felt kind of sad that I had to leave them after all the love we had shared. So I slowed the car down, leaned out the window and gave them all the Hawaiian good luck sign one last time as I drove away.

Praise the Lord for such wonderful folks!!! Will write again soon.
Love, Grandma

I Once Was Lost...

..but now I'm found.
Was blind...AND I'M STILL BLIND!

A client of mine was going out of town and his computer was acting up.
Since he lived close I told him I'd just run over and fix his problem.
In my hurry to get out the door I left my reading glasses on the counter.
I realized this half way there.
As I approached his street I forgot the house number.
I'd only been there a few times before.
No problem. I have it stored in my trusty phone.
Well, no problem if I had my glasses.

I'm squinting as hard as I can but I can't see a thing.
I try holding the phone out at arms length but all I see is a big blur.
OH SHINOLA!

I pull up to this one house that looks vaguely familiar.
I get out and knock on the door. Wrong house. D'oh!
Thank God no one is home.

I finally find his house. I start to work on the machine and I'm struggling.
"Mike", I say, "I'm going to need your help here. I can't see a thing!"
Mike laughs and together we fix his machine.

On my way home I call Blue Eyes to share the laugh.
It rings. And rings, and rings and rings. Hmmm.
That's weird. I just left her a few minutes ago.
30 seconds latter she calls me back.
First thing out of her mouth..
Honey, we're going to have to lengthen the number of rings on my phone.
The phone was in the other room and I couldn't move fast enough to get it in time.

Getting old. Ain't it grand?

Surfing For Seniors

Best Line:
If you're not comfortable with your computer, you may need to play this tape and practice....many times.

Blame It On This Kid

As my brother would say, "Poor parenting"