Friday, December 17, 2010
All quiet on the Carmack front...
... all I hear is the sound of my fingers typing these words.
Oh, and there are some dogs barking in the distance.
This is Sam's day off and when he really does take a Friday off I try and take it off with him. (Yes, life is good.)
So we both slept late together. Sleeping late used to mean sleeping till ten. Now it means till 7:30-ish.
Yesterday I had a really bad hair day.
Ah, but I got the solution for a Christmas-time bad hair day: a Santa hat like the one that's pictured at the start of this post! (A post is cheerier when there's a picture to see right away.)
I only wore the hat when I played in the tea room... and that took some courage... since it does look a tad silly. .... but I'm maturing... which ironically means I can do silly easier.
In closing, here are some Christmas jokes that might make you laugh a little ....
How do you make a slow reindeer fast ?
Don't feed it !
What do you call Santa Claus after he’s fallen into a fireplace?
What nationality is Santa Claus?
What do you call a bunch of grandmasters of chess bragging about their games in a hotel lobby?
Chess nuts boasting in an open foyer.
A ten-year old, under the tutelage of her grandmother, was becoming quite knowledgeable about the Bible.
Then one day she floored her grandmother by asking,
”Which Virgin was the mother of Jesus? The Virgin Mary or the King James Virgin?”
I put up a new poll yesterday afternoon. Please take it!