Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 10:56 pm
It's looking the same for G too.CygnusX1 wrote:You too?T4EFAN wrote:It's been a toasty E so far.
F is not looking much better, either. LOL
It's AFRICA hot....Warp-the-train-tracks hot...Get-my-gun hot.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 6:20 am
Perspective
One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to
the country, with the express purpose of showing him how poor people
live.
They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be
considered a very poor family.
On their return from their trip, the father asked his son,
"How was the trip?"
"It was great, Dad."
"Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked.
"Oh yeah," said the son.
"So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father.
The son answered:
"I saw that we have one dog and they had four.
We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden, and they have a
creek that has no end.
We have imported lanterns in our garden, and they have the stars at
night.
Our patio reaches to the front yard, and they have the whole horizon.
We have a small piece of land to live on, and they have fields that go
beyond our sight.
We have servants who serve us, but they serve others.
We buy our food, but they grow theirs.
We have walls around our property to protect us; they have friends to
protect them."
The boy's father was speechless.
Then his son added, "Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are."
Isn't perspective a wonderful thing?
Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for everything
we have, instead of worrying about what we don't have.
One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to
the country, with the express purpose of showing him how poor people
live.
They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be
considered a very poor family.
On their return from their trip, the father asked his son,
"How was the trip?"
"It was great, Dad."
"Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked.
"Oh yeah," said the son.
"So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father.
The son answered:
"I saw that we have one dog and they had four.
We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden, and they have a
creek that has no end.
We have imported lanterns in our garden, and they have the stars at
night.
Our patio reaches to the front yard, and they have the whole horizon.
We have a small piece of land to live on, and they have fields that go
beyond our sight.
We have servants who serve us, but they serve others.
We buy our food, but they grow theirs.
We have walls around our property to protect us; they have friends to
protect them."
The boy's father was speechless.
Then his son added, "Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are."
Isn't perspective a wonderful thing?
Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for everything
we have, instead of worrying about what we don't have.
Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 8:47 pm
^^^^^^^^^^
Amen. Imagine how our culture would be if we all truly appreciated how good we have it.
Amen. Imagine how our culture would be if we all truly appreciated how good we have it.
Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 10:25 pm
Too many.................*AHEM* victims out there for that to be a reality. 
Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 11:15 am
Sadly, you are correct sah!
Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 12:47 am
It would be great if everyone was thankful for what they have. Sometimes it's the simple things that mean the most.zepboy wrote:^^^^^^^^^^
Amen. Imagine how our culture would be if we all truly appreciated how good we have it.
Appreciate what you have for one day you may not have it.
Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 4:35 pm
Sometimes children ask interesting questions like, "What is time?", "Why don't all the fish die when lightning strikes the ocean?"
Imagine if air was an excellent conductor of electricity...
Imagine if air was an excellent conductor of electricity...
Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2009 5:22 pm
I remember a few years ago, a gnat, or some other flying insect, entered my home. It landed beside me on the arm of the chair I was sitting on and just stood there. I got down to its eye level and stared at it and it stared at me and we stared at each other. After a minute or so it flew away and I never saw it again.
Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 6:55 am
When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious
diatribes about how hard things were when they were growing up.
What, with walking Twenty-five miles to school every morning...Uphill...
barefoot...BOTH ways, etc.
I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in
hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on my kids about how
hard I had it and how easy they've got it!
But now that I'm over the ripe old age of 45, I can't help but look around
and notice the youth of today.
You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a
damn Utopia!
And I hate to say it, but you kids today, you don't know how good you've
got it!
I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have The Internet. If we wanted to
know something, we had to go to the damn library and look it up
ourselves, in the card catalogue!
There was no email! We had to actually write somebody a letter--with a
pen. Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the
mailbox and it would take, like, a week to get there! Stamps were 10?.
Child Protective Services didn't care if our parents beat our ass. As a
matter of fact, the parents of all my friends also had permission to kick
our ass! Nowhere was safe.
There were no MP3s or Napster. If you wanted to steal music, you had to
hitchhike to the damn record store and shoplift it yourself, or you had to
wait around all day to tape it off the radio and the DJ would usually talk
over the beginning and screw it all up!
There were no CD players. We had tape decks in our car. We'd play our
favorite tape and "eject" it when finished and the tape would come
undone, because that's how we rolled - dig it?
We didn't have fancy crap like Call Waiting. If you were on the phone and
somebody else called they got a busy signal, that's it!
And we didn't have that fancy Caller ID, either. When the phone rang,
you had no idea who it was. It could be your school, your mom, your
boss, your bookie, your dealer, a collections agent, you just didn't know!
You had to pick it up and take your chances.
We didn't have any fancy Sony Playstation video games with high-
resolution 3-D graphics. We had the Atari 2600 with games like "Space
Invaders" and "Asteroids." Your guy was a little square. You actually had
to use your imagination. And there were no multiple levels or screens, it
was just one screen..forever! And you could never win--the game just
kept getting harder and harder, and faster and faster - until you died -
Just like LIFE!
You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on. You
were screwed when it came to channel surfing. You had to get off your
ass and walk over to the TV to change the channel. NO REMOTES!
There was no Cartoon Network, either. You could only get cartoons on
Saturday morning. Do you hear what I'm saying!?! We had to wait ALL
WEEK for cartoons, you spoiled little brats!
And we didn't have microwaves, if we wanted to heat something up we
had to use the stove. Imagine that! That's exactly what I'm talking about.
You kids today have got it too easy. You're spoiled. You guys wouldn't
have lasted five minutes back in 1980 or before!
We are oldies but goodies.
Regards,
The Over-40 Crowd
diatribes about how hard things were when they were growing up.
What, with walking Twenty-five miles to school every morning...Uphill...
barefoot...BOTH ways, etc.
I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in
hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on my kids about how
hard I had it and how easy they've got it!
But now that I'm over the ripe old age of 45, I can't help but look around
and notice the youth of today.
You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a
damn Utopia!
And I hate to say it, but you kids today, you don't know how good you've
got it!
I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have The Internet. If we wanted to
know something, we had to go to the damn library and look it up
ourselves, in the card catalogue!
There was no email! We had to actually write somebody a letter--with a
pen. Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the
mailbox and it would take, like, a week to get there! Stamps were 10?.
Child Protective Services didn't care if our parents beat our ass. As a
matter of fact, the parents of all my friends also had permission to kick
our ass! Nowhere was safe.
There were no MP3s or Napster. If you wanted to steal music, you had to
hitchhike to the damn record store and shoplift it yourself, or you had to
wait around all day to tape it off the radio and the DJ would usually talk
over the beginning and screw it all up!
There were no CD players. We had tape decks in our car. We'd play our
favorite tape and "eject" it when finished and the tape would come
undone, because that's how we rolled - dig it?
We didn't have fancy crap like Call Waiting. If you were on the phone and
somebody else called they got a busy signal, that's it!
And we didn't have that fancy Caller ID, either. When the phone rang,
you had no idea who it was. It could be your school, your mom, your
boss, your bookie, your dealer, a collections agent, you just didn't know!
You had to pick it up and take your chances.
We didn't have any fancy Sony Playstation video games with high-
resolution 3-D graphics. We had the Atari 2600 with games like "Space
Invaders" and "Asteroids." Your guy was a little square. You actually had
to use your imagination. And there were no multiple levels or screens, it
was just one screen..forever! And you could never win--the game just
kept getting harder and harder, and faster and faster - until you died -
Just like LIFE!
You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on. You
were screwed when it came to channel surfing. You had to get off your
ass and walk over to the TV to change the channel. NO REMOTES!
There was no Cartoon Network, either. You could only get cartoons on
Saturday morning. Do you hear what I'm saying!?! We had to wait ALL
WEEK for cartoons, you spoiled little brats!
And we didn't have microwaves, if we wanted to heat something up we
had to use the stove. Imagine that! That's exactly what I'm talking about.
You kids today have got it too easy. You're spoiled. You guys wouldn't
have lasted five minutes back in 1980 or before!
We are oldies but goodies.
Regards,
The Over-40 Crowd
Posted: Mon Sep 07, 2009 7:03 pm
Many years ago, computers didn't have mice. You did everything with the keyboard.
TV's used tp have these things called "knobs". You used them to change the channel and volume.
Before that, you had "radio".
You could get a car of your favorite color as long as it was black. And you didn't have a windshield.
On rainy days, you cleared your windshield with an onion.
If you wanted to buy an album, you went to a "record store".
TV's used tp have these things called "knobs". You used them to change the channel and volume.
Before that, you had "radio".
You could get a car of your favorite color as long as it was black. And you didn't have a windshield.
On rainy days, you cleared your windshield with an onion.
If you wanted to buy an album, you went to a "record store".
Posted: Mon Sep 07, 2009 11:13 pm
Not only did you do everything with a keyboard on the computer, but games went like this.
In basic black type you would read, "You walk down a hall and see a door. What do you do? ______" Just that on the screen. Then you had to type what you wanted to do in the place with the underlines, such as, "Open door" and it would respond with something like, "The door is locked" and on it would go. That was the high-tech state-of-the-art computer game.
In basic black type you would read, "You walk down a hall and see a door. What do you do? ______" Just that on the screen. Then you had to type what you wanted to do in the place with the underlines, such as, "Open door" and it would respond with something like, "The door is locked" and on it would go. That was the high-tech state-of-the-art computer game.
Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 3:16 am
I walk down a hall and see a door. What to do?
Think about it?
Hmm...a door...how'd they know what color to paint it? How'd it get there? What's it made of? How long did it take to make it? Who put it there? How does the lock work? Who made the lock? The same one who made the door? Did they install it? Why is there a shadow on the wall slowly moving toward me? Is that an axe? Why am I bleeding? Am I going blind?
Think about it?
Hmm...a door...how'd they know what color to paint it? How'd it get there? What's it made of? How long did it take to make it? Who put it there? How does the lock work? Who made the lock? The same one who made the door? Did they install it? Why is there a shadow on the wall slowly moving toward me? Is that an axe? Why am I bleeding? Am I going blind?
Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 4:55 pm
^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Too much time on hands?????
Too much time on hands?????
Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 6:19 pm
Yes
Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 9:53 am
You guys gotta see this, and if you have already - why didn't you tell us?
Check THIS out:
www.peopleofwalmart.com
GOOD TIMES!
Oh gawd....LMAO
Check THIS out:
www.peopleofwalmart.com
GOOD TIMES!
Oh gawd....LMAO