Recently made e-mail contact with a 92 year old relative.
She sent this to me.
Enjoy.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
An oldie but good to read again.
Sometimes it pays to be old.
No one believes seniors . . . everyone thinks they are senile.
An elderly couple was celebrating their sixtieth anniversary.
The couple had married as childhood sweethearts and had moved back to
their old neighborhood after they retired.
Holding hands they walked back to their old school.
It was not locked, so they entered, and found the old desk they'd
shared, where Andy had carved "I love you, Sally."
On their way back home, a bag of money fell out of an armored car,
practically landing at their feet.
Sally quickly picked it up, but not sure what to do with it, they took
it home.
There, she counted the money--fifty-thousand dollars.
Andy said, "We've got to give it back."
Sally said, "Finders keepers."
She put the money back in the bag and hid it in their attic.
The next day, two FBI men were canvassing the neighborhood looking for
the money, and knocked on the door.
Pardon me, but did either of you find a bag that fell out of an
armored car yesterday?"
Sally said, "No."
Andy said, "She's lying. She hid it up in the attic."
Sally said, "Don't believe him, he's getting senile."
The agents turn to Andy and began to question him.
One says: "Tell us the story from the beginning"
Andy said, "Well, when Sally and I were walking home from school
yesterday . . "
The first FBI guy turns to his partner and says, "We're outta here."
Charlie Self wrote:
> My kids and grandkids have a lot mroe money than I do. They can buy,
> without a discount.
Hey Charlie I got a kick when I found one of your books (on dog houses) in a
used book store, If it had been on kitchen cupboards I'd bought
it.....either way I suppose it wouldn't have helped with the "more money"
thing<G>. Rod
"Charlie Self" <[email protected]> wrote in message
> Its predecessors have already done that. The single curse I've found
> of quitting smoking 18+ years ago has been the weight gain. Those
> taste buds came back to life with a vengeance. So the skinny kid is
> now a fat assed old man.
Consider the alternative. You could be dead a number of years from lung
cancer. At least the fat assed old man's taste buds get to operate once in
awhile. Much better than eating dirt.
On Dec 12, 3:13 pm, "Swingman" <[email protected]> wrote:
> "Charlie Self" wrote
>
> > 10% off on a sausage biscuit isn't going to
> > fatten anyone's bank account.
>
> Yabbut, that sausage biscuit will definitely fatten something else.
>
> --www.e-woodshop.net
Its predecessors have already done that. The single curse I've found
of quitting smoking 18+ years ago has been the weight gain. Those
taste buds came back to life with a vengeance. So the skinny kid is
now a fat assed old man.
I was looking through the graduation book for my platoon at Parris
Island the other day...most of us seem to be all hat, ears and Adam's
apple.
On Dec 13, 6:16 am, "Upscale" <[email protected]> wrote:
> "Charlie Self" <[email protected]> wrote in message
> > Its predecessors have already done that. The single curse I've found
> > of quitting smoking 18+ years ago has been the weight gain. Those
> > taste buds came back to life with a vengeance. So the skinny kid is
> > now a fat assed old man.
>
> Consider the alternative. You could be dead a number of years from lung
> cancer. At least the fat assed old man's taste buds get to operate once in
> awhile. Much better than eating dirt.
Considering the shape I'm in now and the way I was breathing then,
much of it with the help of tobacco, I figure I'd have been dead about
14-15 years ago, so it truly is all gravy since then.
In article <[email protected]>, Charlie Self <[email protected]> wrote:
>The single curse I've found
>of quitting smoking 18+ years ago has been the weight gain. Those
>taste buds came back to life with a vengeance. So the skinny kid is
>now a fat assed old man.
At least you quit in time. My older brother didn't. In a few weeks, it will be
eleven years since he died of cancer.
He was forty-eight.
Enjoy being a fat-assed old man with children and grandchildren. Spend every
moment with them that you can. They'd rather have you fat and alive than
skinny and dead. My brother didn't even live to see his daughter's wedding.
--
Regards,
Doug Miller (alphageek at milmac dot com)
It's time to throw all their damned tea in the harbor again.
On Dec 11, 2:37 am, "Lew Hodgett" <[email protected]> wrote:
> Recently made e-mail contact with a 92 year old relative.
>
> She sent this to me.
>
> Enjoy.
> +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
>
> An oldie but good to read again.
>
> Sometimes it pays to be old.
>
> No one believes seniors . . . everyone thinks they are senile.
>
> An elderly couple was celebrating their sixtieth anniversary.
>
> The couple had married as childhood sweethearts and had moved back to
> their old neighborhood after they retired.
>
> Holding hands they walked back to their old school.
>
> It was not locked, so they entered, and found the old desk they'd
> shared, where Andy had carved "I love you, Sally."
>
> On their way back home, a bag of money fell out of an armored car,
> practically landing at their feet.
>
> Sally quickly picked it up, but not sure what to do with it, they took
> it home.
>
> There, she counted the money--fifty-thousand dollars.
>
> Andy said, "We've got to give it back."
>
> Sally said, "Finders keepers."
>
> She put the money back in the bag and hid it in their attic.
>
> The next day, two FBI men were canvassing the neighborhood looking for
> the money, and knocked on the door.
>
> Pardon me, but did either of you find a bag that fell out of an
> armored car yesterday?"
>
> Sally said, "No."
>
> Andy said, "She's lying. She hid it up in the attic."
>
> Sally said, "Don't believe him, he's getting senile."
>
> The agents turn to Andy and began to question him.
>
> One says: "Tell us the story from the beginning"
>
> Andy said, "Well, when Sally and I were walking home from school
> yesterday . . "
>
> The first FBI guy turns to his partner and says, "We're outta here."
Well, shoot, there had to be SOME benefits. I'm at the stage now where
I no longer have to ask for senior citizen discounts, and that bugs me
enough to make me wish the discounts were large enough to mean
something. Let's face it: 10% off on a sausage biscuit isn't going to
fatten anyone's bank account.
On Wed, 12 Dec 2007 07:39:17 -0800 (PST), Charlie Self
<[email protected]> wrote:
>On Dec 11, 2:37 am, "Lew Hodgett" <[email protected]> wrote:
>Well, shoot, there had to be SOME benefits. I'm at the stage now where
>I no longer have to ask for senior citizen discounts, and that bugs me
>enough to make me wish the discounts were large enough to mean
>something. Let's face it: 10% off on a sausage biscuit isn't going to
>fatten anyone's bank account.
10% isn't bad if you're buying for your kids and grandkids and get the
discount on the entire order ;-)
On Dec 12, 2:20 pm, John <[email protected]> wrote:
> On Wed, 12 Dec 2007 07:39:17 -0800 (PST), Charlie Self
>
> <[email protected]> wrote:
> >On Dec 11, 2:37 am, "Lew Hodgett" <[email protected]> wrote:
> >Well, shoot, there had to be SOME benefits. I'm at the stage now where
> >I no longer have to ask for senior citizen discounts, and that bugs me
> >enough to make me wish the discounts were large enough to mean
> >something. Let's face it: 10% off on a sausage biscuit isn't going to
> >fatten anyone's bank account.
>
> 10% isn't bad if you're buying for your kids and grandkids and get the
> discount on the entire order ;-)
My kids and grandkids have a lot mroe money than I do. They can buy,
without a discount.
On Wed, 12 Dec 2007 07:39:17 -0800 (PST), Charlie Self
<[email protected]> wrote:
>On Dec 11, 2:37 am, "Lew Hodgett" <[email protected]> wrote:
>> Recently made e-mail contact with a 92 year old relative.
>>
>> She sent this to me.
>>
>> Enjoy.
>> +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
>>
>> An oldie but good to read again.
>>
>> Sometimes it pays to be old.
>>
>> No one believes seniors . . . everyone thinks they are senile.
>>
>> An elderly couple was celebrating their sixtieth anniversary.
>>
>> The couple had married as childhood sweethearts and had moved back to
>> their old neighborhood after they retired.
>>
>> Holding hands they walked back to their old school.
>>
>> It was not locked, so they entered, and found the old desk they'd
>> shared, where Andy had carved "I love you, Sally."
>>
>> On their way back home, a bag of money fell out of an armored car,
>> practically landing at their feet.
>>
>> Sally quickly picked it up, but not sure what to do with it, they took
>> it home.
>>
>> There, she counted the money--fifty-thousand dollars.
>>
>> Andy said, "We've got to give it back."
>>
>> Sally said, "Finders keepers."
>>
>> She put the money back in the bag and hid it in their attic.
>>
>> The next day, two FBI men were canvassing the neighborhood looking for
>> the money, and knocked on the door.
>>
>> Pardon me, but did either of you find a bag that fell out of an
>> armored car yesterday?"
>>
>> Sally said, "No."
>>
>> Andy said, "She's lying. She hid it up in the attic."
>>
>> Sally said, "Don't believe him, he's getting senile."
>>
>> The agents turn to Andy and began to question him.
>>
>> One says: "Tell us the story from the beginning"
>>
>> Andy said, "Well, when Sally and I were walking home from school
>> yesterday . . "
>>
>> The first FBI guy turns to his partner and says, "We're outta here."
>
>Well, shoot, there had to be SOME benefits. I'm at the stage now where
>I no longer have to ask for senior citizen discounts, and that bugs me
>enough to make me wish the discounts were large enough to mean
>something. Let's face it: 10% off on a sausage biscuit isn't going to
>fatten anyone's bank account.
10% off a sausage biscuit would not matter anyways. I couldn't digest
it. Not 20 years old anymore.