>
>
> Close your eyes...And go back...
> ....Before the Internet or PC or the MAC......
> ....Before semi-automatics and crack....
> ....Before Play station, SEGA, Super Nintendo, even before Atari...
> ....Before cell phones, CD's, DVD's, voicemail and e-mail....
> ....way back....
> ....way.....way.....way back.....
> I'm talkin' bout hide and seek at dusk
> Red light, Green light
> Red Rover....Red Rover.....
> Playing kickball & dodge ball until the
first...no...second...no...third
> Streetlight came on
> Ring around the Rosie
> London Bridge
> Hot potato
> Hop Scotch
> Jump rope
> Duck....duck....GOOSE!!!
> YOU'RE IT!!
> Parents stood on the front porch and yelled (or whistled) for you to
come home - no pagers or cell phones
> Mother May I?
> Hula Hoops
> Seeing shapes in the clouds
> Endless summer days and hot summer nights (no A/C) with the windows
open
> The sound of crickets
> Running through the sprinkler
> Cereal boxes with that GREAT prize in the bottom
> Cracker jacks with the same thing
> Ice pops with 2 sticks you could break and share with a friend
> ...but wait.....there's more....
> Watchin' Saturday Morning cartoons
> Fat Albert, Road Runner, Tom&Jerry, Heckle&Jeckle, Pink Panther,
Richochet Rabbit,
> Schoolhouse Rock
> Watchin' Sunday morning oldies (Abbott & Costello, Three Stooges,
Tarzan, Shirley Temple OR WONDERAMA!!)
> Wonder Woman & Super Man Underoos
> Catchin' lightning bugs in a jar
> Your first day of school
> Bedtime Prayers and Goodnight Kisses
> Climbing trees
> Swinging as high as you could to try and reach the sky
> Getting an Ice Cream off the Good Humor Truck
> A million mosquito bites and sticky fingers
> Jumpin' down the steps
> Jumpin' on the bed
> Pillow fights
> Sleep-overs
> A 13" black and white TV in your room meant you were RICH
> Runnin' till you were out of breath
> Laughing so hard that your stomach hurt
> Being tired from PLAYING
> WORK: meant taking out the garbage or doing the dishes
> Your first crush
> Your first kiss (the one that you kept your mouth CLOSED and your
eyes OPEN
> Rainy days at school meant playing "Heads up 7UP" or hangman" in the
classroom, remember that?
> Oh, I'm not finished yet....
> Kool-Aid was the drink of the summer
> So was a swig from the hose
> Giving your friends a ride on your handlebars
> Wearing your new shoes on the first day of school
> Class Field Trips with soggy sandwiches
> When nearly everyone's mom was at home when the kids got there
> When a quarter seemed like a fair allowance;
> and another quarter a MIRACLE
> When ANY parent could discipline ANY kid, or feed him, or use him
> to carry groceries...And nobody, not even the kid, thought a thing of
it.
> When being sent to the principal's office was nothing compared to
> the fate that awaited you at home.
> Basically, we were in fear for our lives but it wasn't because of
> drive by shootings, drugs, gangs, etc.
> Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat! And some of
> us are still afraid of em!
> Didn't that feel good? Just to go back and say, "Yeah, I remember
> that!"
> Well, let's keep going!!
> Let's go back to the time when...
> Decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-mo"
> Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, "do over!"
> "Race issues" meant arguing about who ran the fastest.
> Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in "monopoly"
> Catching fireflies could happily occupy an entire evening
> It wasn't odd to have two or three "best" friends.
> Being old, referred to anyone over 20.
> The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was cooties.
> Nobody was prettier than Mom
> Scrapes and bruises were kissed by mom or grandma and made better
> It was a big deal to finally be tall enough to ride the "big people"
rides at the amusement park.
> Getting a foot of snow was a dream come true.
> Abilities were discovered because of a "double-dog-dare"
> Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for
giggles.
> The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team.
> Water balloons were the ultimate, ultimate weapon.
> Older siblings were your worst tormentors, but also your fiercest
protector
> If you can remember most or all of these, then you have LIVED!!!
> Pass this on to anyone who may need a break from their "grown up"
life......I TRIPLE DOG DARE YA!!!!!!
>
>
>
> How about before color TV, cable and milk delivered to the house?
Don W

The Winning Question

A contestant on 'Who Wants to be a Millionaire?' had reached the final plateau.

If she answered the next question correctly, she would win $1,000,000.

If she answered incorrectly, she would pocket only the $32,000 milestone money.

And as she suspected it would be, the million-dollar question was no pushover.

It was, 'Which of the following species of birds does not build its own nest, but instead lays its eggs in the nests of other birds?

Is it:

A) the condor

B) the buzzard

C) the cuckoo

D) the vulture


The woman was on the spot She did not know the answer. And she was doubly on the spot because she had used up her 50/50 Lifeline and her Audience Poll Lifeline. All that remained was her Phone-a-Friend Lifeline. The woman hoped she would not have to use it because ... Her friend was, well blonde. She had no alternative. She called her friend and gave her the question and the four choices. The blonde responded unhesitatingly: 'That's easy. The answer is C: the cuckoo.' The contestant had to make a decision and make it fast. She considered employing a reverse strategy and giving Regis any answer except the one that her friend had given her. And considering that her friend was a blonde, that would seem to be the logical thing to do. But her friend had responded with such confidence, such certitude, that the contestant could not help but be persuaded.

'I need an answer,' said Regis. Crossing her fingers, the contestant said, 'C: The cuckoo.'

'Is that your final answer?'

'Yes, that is my final answer.'

Two minutes later, Regis said,'That answer is .... Absolutely correct!! You are now a millionaire!'

Three days later, the contestant hosted a party for her family and friends, including the blonde who had helped her win the million dollars.

'Jeni, I just do not know how to thank you,' said the contestant. 'How did you happen to know the right answer?'

'Oh, come on,' said the blonde.. 'Everybody knows that cuckoos don't build nests. They live in clocks.'

Gotta love her! TS

When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take it out on someone, don't take it out on someone you know. Take it out on someone you don't know.

I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I'd forgotten to make. I found the number and dialed it. A man answered, saying
"Hello." I politely said, "This is Chris . Could I please speak with Robyn Carter ?"

Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my ear "Get the right f***ing number!" and he slammed down the phone.

I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude. When I tracked down Robyn 's correct number to call her, I found that I had accidentally transposed the last two digits. After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again. When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled, "You're an asshole!" and hung up. I wrote his number down with the word 'asshole' next to it, and put it in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him up and yell, "You're an asshole!" It always cheered me up.

When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my therapeutic 'asshole' calling would have to stop. So, I called his number and said, "Hi, this is John Smith from the telephone company. I'm calling to see if you're familiar with our Caller ID Program?"

He yelled "NO!" and slammed down the phone. I quickly called him back and said, "That's because you're an asshole!" and hung up.

One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot. Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I'd been waiting for that spot, but the idiot to ignored me. I noticed a "For Sale " sign in his back window; so I wrote down his number.

A couple of days later, right after calling the first asshole (I had his number on speed dial,) I thought that I'd better call the BMW asshole, too.

I said, "Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?"

He said, "Yes, it is."

I asked, "Can you tell me where I can see it?"

He said, "Yes, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd , in Fairfax It's a yellow rambler, and the car's parked right out in front."

I asked, "What's your name?"

He said, "My name is Don Hansen ."

I asked, "When's a good time to catch you, Don ?"

He said, "I'm home every evening after five."

I said, "Listen, Don , can I tell you something?"

He said, "Yes?"

I said, " Don , you're an asshole!"

Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too. Now, when I had a problem I had two assholes to call.

Then I came up with an idea. I called asshole #1.

He said, "Hello."

I said, "You're an asshole!" (But I didn't hang up.)

He asked, "Are you still there?"

I said, "Yeah."

He screamed, "Stop calling me."

I said, "Make me."

He asked, "Who are you?"

I said, "My name is Don Hansen ."

He said, "Yeah? Where do you live?"

I said, "Asshole, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd , in Fairfax , a yellow rambler. I have a black Beamer parked in front."

He said, "I'm coming over right now, Don . And you had better start saying your prayers."

I said, "Yeah, like I'm really scared, asshole," and hung up.

Then I called Asshole #2.

He said, "Hello?"

I said, "Hello, asshole."

He yelled, "If I ever find out who you are..."

I said, "You'll what?"

He said, "I'll kick your ass,"

I answered, "Well, asshole, here's your chance, I'm coming over right now."

Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at 34 Oaktree Blvd , in Fairfax , and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover.

Then I called Channel 9 News about the gang war going down in Oaktree Blvd. in Fairfax .

I quickly got into my car and headed over to Fairfax I got there just in time to watch two assholes beating the crap out of each other in front of six cop cars, an overhead news helicopter, and surrounded by a news crew.

NOW, I feel much better. Anger management really does work.

The following was developed as a mental age assessment by the School of Psychiatry at Harvard University. Take your time and see if you can read each line aloud without a mistake. The average person over 40 years of age cannot do it!

1. This is this cat.
2. This is is cat.
3. This is how cat.
4. This is to cat.
5. This is keep cat.
6. This is an cat.
7. This is old cat.
8. This is person cat.
9. This is busy cat.
10. This is for cat.
11. This is forty cat.
12. This is seconds cat.

Now go back and read the third word in each line from the top down, and I betcha' you cannot resist passing it on!

Now normally I don't pass on these chain letters but this has touched me because of how it could be me or any of those I consider friends. To reach out and just say hi is easy yet the many times my hand has been bit so to speak yet not reaching out leaves me feeling worse so I continue and am blessed by God.


alicia box wrote......
>
> One day, when I was a freshman in high school,
>
> I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.
>
> His name was Kyle.
>
> It looked like he was carrying all of his books.
>
> I thought to myself, 'Why would anyone bring home all his books on
> a Friday?
>
> He must really be a nerd.'
>
> I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with
my
> friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.
>
> As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.
>
> They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and
> tripping him so he landed in the dirt.
>
> His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about
> ten feet from him
>
> He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes
>
> My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him as he crawled
> around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye.
>
> As I handed him his glasses, I said, 'Those guys are jerks. '
>
> They really should get lives.
>
> ' He looked at me and said, 'Hey thanks!'
>
> There was a big smile on his face.
>
> It was one of
those smiles that showed real gratitude.
>
> I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.
>
> As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never
> seen him before.
>
> He said he had gone to private school before now.
>
> I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.
>
> We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.
>
> He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
>
> I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends
>
> He said yes.
>
> We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more
> I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.
>
> Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of
> books again.
>
> I stopped him and said, 'Boy, you are gonna really build some
> serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!
>
> ' He just laughed and handed me half the books.
>
> Over the next four
years, Kyle and I became best friends.
>
> When we were seniors we began to think about college.
>
> Kyle decided on Georgetown and I was going to Duke.
>
> I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never
> be a problem.
>
> He was going to be a doctor and I was going for business on a
> football scholarship.
>
> Kyle was valedictorian of our class.
>
> I teased him all the time about being a nerd.
>
> He had to prepare a speech for graduation.
>
> I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak
>
> Graduation day, I saw Kyle.
>
> He looked great.
>
> He was one of those guys that really found himself during
high school.
>
> He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.
>
> He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
>
> Boy, sometimes I was jealous!
> Today was one of those days.
>
> I could see that he was nervous about his speech.
>
> So, I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be
> great!'
>
> He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one)
> and smiled
>
> ' Thanks,' he said.
>
> As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began
>
> 'Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it
> through those tough years.
>
> Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but
> mostly your friends...
>
> I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the
> best gift you can give them.
>
> I am going to tell you a story.'
>
> I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of
> the first day we met.
>
> He had planned to kill himself over the weekend.
>
> He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't
> have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.
>
> He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
>
> 'Thankfully, I was saved.
>
> My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.'
>
> I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular
> boy told us all about his weakest moment.
>
> I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful
> smile.
>
> Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.
>
> Never underestimate the power of your actions.
>
> With one small gesture you can change a person's life.
>
> For better or for worse.
>
> God puts us all in each others lives to impact one another in some
> way.
>
> Look for God in others.
>
> You now have two choice s, you can:
>
> 1) Pass this on to your friends or
>
> 2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.
>
> As you can see, I took choice number 1.
> 'Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have
> trouble remembering how to fly.'
>
> There is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.
>
> Tomorrow is a mystery.
>
> Today is a gift.
>
> It's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you
> care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.
>
> If it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of
> friends.
>
>
>