Roaming the Village Streets

Okay, as I roam the streets here in the Village of blogland...people are just wandering off or frying computers or fixing them up or going on vacation...gosh, where is blogland loyalty any more???

This is me on a search mission....

And I am REALLY looking EVERYWHERE...

Don't they all know how missed they are?

Let me see now, Bernie is off on a jaunt to visit family for a few years (it seems), Wanda decide to have her computer tweaked and did cleaning and baking for the State of Ohio (or so it seemed), Diana got tired of cooking in the kitchen and 'cooked' her two computers to a crisp (or so it seems), Carol decided she needed time off for good behavior and to rest for the rest of the summer (or so it seemed), Lisa has disappeared without a word and could be lost in the mountains of Colorado (or so it seems), Cathy is off to the far ends of the world to visit family and look for a gold mine (or so it seems), Lara almost left us for good...gasp, Ann of Green Cables aka Marlene leaves us bereft for long times (or so it seems), Angie goes off partying till all hours of the week(s) and doesn't post (or so it seems), Tamara decides to give us a heart attack by having one herself (or so it seemed) and then there's our repeat offender, Jackie, like running away to the mountains once wasn't enough...she has to do it twice or twenty times (or so it seems). You know what it REALLY seems like...it seems like I REALLY miss these wonderful people!

Remember that song was composed and sung just for people like you..."Won't you come home Billie Bailey...la la la...!"!!

Please, dear people don't wander off too far and become a goat herder or herderess...

Once you've gotten hooked on Snow white, it hard to do without her ....

So, for now, no more whining and a few goofy jokes...

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A doctor was interviewing a mental patient and deciding if they should release him.
Doc: “What did you work as before your breakdown?”
Patient: “Well, before I was in here, I worked as an air traffic controller. The stress of the job really got to me and that’s why I suffered my breakdown.”
Doc: “If we release you, what would you do with your life?”
Patient: “Well, I could teach students. There’s not enough teachers with my qualifications in the industry.”
Doc: “Yes?”
Patient: “Or I could write novels about the industry, manuals and such.”
Doc: “Anything else you could do?”
Patient: “Well, if none of that works out I can always continue to be a teapot”.

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A chemist walks into a pharmacy and asks the pharmacist, "Do you have any acetylsalicylic acid?""You mean aspirin?" asked the pharmacist."That's it, I can never remember that word."
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Two molecules are walking down the street and they run into each other. One says to the other, "Are you all right?" "No, I lost an electron!""Are you sure?" "I'm positive!"

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Chemist's last words
And now the tasting test...
And now shake it a bit...
In which glass was my mineral water?
Why does that stuff burn with a green flame?!?
And now the detonating gas problem.
This is a completely safe experimental setup.
Now you can take the protection window away...
Where do all those holes in my kettle come from?
And now a cigarette...

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The Limo Driver

After getting all of Pope Benedict's luggage loaded into the limo, (and he doesn't travel light), the driver notices the Pope is still standing on the curb.

'Excuse me, Your Holiness,' says the driver, 'Would you please take your seat so we can leave?

''Well, to tell you the truth,' says the Pope, 'they never let me drive at the Vatican when I was a cardinal, and I'd really like to drive today.'

'I'm sorry, Your Holiness, but I cannot let you do that. I'd lose my job! What if something should happen?' protests the driver, wishing he'd never gone to work that morning..'

Who's going to tell?' says the Pope with a smile.Reluctantly, the driver gets in the back as the Pope climbs in behind the wheel.

The driver quickly regrets his decision when, after exiting the airport, the Pontiff floors it, accelerating the limo to 205 kph.. (Remember, this Pope was German.)

'Please slow down, Your Holiness!' pleads the worried driver, but the Pope keeps the pedal to the metal until they hear sirens.'

Oh, dear God, I'm going to lose my license -- and my job!' moans the driver.

The Pope pulls over and rolls down the window as the cop approaches, but the cop takes one look at him, goes back to his motorcycle, and gets on the radio.

'I need to talk to the Chief,' he says to the dispatcher.The Chief gets on the radio and the cop tells him that he's stopped a limo going 205 kph.

'So bust him,' says the Chief.'I don't think we want to do that, he's really important,' said the cop.The Chief exclaimed,' All the more reason!''No, I mean really important,' said the cop with a bit of persistence.

The Chief then asked, 'Who do you have there, the mayor?'

Cop: 'Bigger.'

Chief: ' A senator?'

Cop: 'Bigger.'

Chief: 'The Prime Minister?'

Cop: 'Bigger.''Well,' said the Chief, 'who is it?

'Cop: 'I think it's God!'

The Chief is even more puzzled and curious, 'What makes you think it's God?'

Cop: 'His chauffeur is the Pope!'

~~~Thank You Dear Lord for the blessings of all these dear people whose paths have crossed mine and who have made my life a richer and holier life.