Showing posts from July, 2009

The Birth of the Atomic Age

Vest, Yours truly was nineteen years of age on that day sixty four years ago when the test bomb exploded in the New Mexico desert. I do not recall any joyful activity on my part and the day was as meaningless as the continual visits from the 'One way Ticketed Divine Wind' Japanese Air force planes to the British Pacific Fleet. Mind you Uncle Sam's Boys were constantly visited being they were soft targets compared to the Brits. Its true, over a period of six months the yanks lost over forty ships, the Brit fleet of 70 ships lost none. The 'A' Bombs were responsible for preventing a possible hundred fold more lives should the conventional warfare had continued to the bitter end. However unlike some poor souls I am still here with most of my faculties and still able to remember. For you Muzzles out there, July 16 ad 622, the Muslim calendar began. And at 2100hrs BST on July 16 1969, Apollo 11 took off for the Moon. Also on July 16 1966, Simply lucky to make it through,

The Sydney Daily Telegraph Stuffs Up Again. Bonehead Cricket writers this time

Here is the safe bet for the week, Were English cricketers cheating? Daily Telegraph July 14 (Bastard day-sorry Bastille Day) Vote here. An evens bet would double your dosh, Of course a bunch of one eyed morons suffering from a bout of sour grapes would scream yes, then I was surprised to note the "No" vote also proved that not every cricket follower was as biased as the majority. In my opinion the the most dramatic part of the first test at Cardiff where the pitch resembled a Cow paddock, was the final hour. The look of utter confidence within the OZ team when the wickets tumbled and the final pair of Pommy no hopers in the batting sense were faced with the daunting task of saving the game. With sixty six balls to be bowled, the final pair did the unthinkable and batted for fifty minutes and saved the game, both not out at the end, maybe the result was due to the piss poor pedestrian bowling by the gaily prancing-cuddling over confident arrogant attitude of the team administ

Anyhow, old people are at least fifteen years older than me.

Written By Regina Brett, 90 years old, of The Plain Dealer, Cleveland , Ohio ... To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me. It is the most requested column I've ever written. My odometer rolled over to 90 recently, so here is the column once more: 1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good. 2. When in doubt, just take the next small step. 3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone. 4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and parents will. Stay in touch. 5. Pay off your credit cards every month. 6. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree. 7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone. 8. It's OK to get angry with God. He can take it. 9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck. 10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile. 11. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present. 12. It's OK to let your children see you cry. 13. Don&#

The making of a Baby

This is hilarious! There is not one dirty word in it, and it is funny!-- The Smiths were unable to conceive children and decided to use a surrogate father to start their family. On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Mr. Smith kissed his wife goodbye and said, 'Well, I'm off now. The man should be here soon.' Half an hour later, just by chance, a door-to-door baby photographer happened to ring the doorbell, hoping to make a sale. 'Good morning, Ma'am', he said, 'I've come to...' 'Oh, no need to explain,' Mrs. Smith cut in, embarrassed, 'I've been expecting you.' 'Have you really?' said the photographer. 'Well, that's good. Did you know babies are my specialty?' 'Well that's what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and have a seat !. After a moment she asked, blushing, 'Well, where do we start?' 'Leave everything to me. I usually try two in the bathtub, one on the couch, and perhap