Posted on 24 February 2012.
Peter Skyllberg was dug out of his car a few days ago. The car, in a seldom-traveled location, had become buried in deep snow. That occurred in December. His rescuers and doctors are surprised he’s alive. Apparently, warm clothes, melted snow, and “the hibernation effect” saved him.
This news item is out of Sweden. I mention it only because you may have noticed that WE aren’t having our normal winter. It’s February and that’s grass we see on the lawns. Global warming doesn’t distribute its effects evenly. I can manage, thank you, with our version of winter this year—no hibernation necessary!
Are you tired of the deluge of election ads that misquote, fudge the truth, and paint opponents as a danger to America? Hang in there. Once the primaries move on to other states, we’ll get a temporary break from the political carnival.
Speaking of carnivals
A carnival truck and a revival preacher’s truck collide head-on, and everyone gets killed. The next thing anyone knows, Saint Peter is interrogating the revival preacher very thoroughly. Suddenly, the carnival crew arrives at the Pearly Gates, noisy and reeking of beer. Saint Peter waves them all through as he continues questioning the preacher. The Reverend splutters indignantly and asks, “How can you let those filthy, unrighteous hooligans into heaven while you give me the third degree?”
“Take it easy,” Saint Peter says. “They’re only going to be here a week.”
Speaking of computers
Well, we weren’t, but I’m writing this on one. So here’s a computer story.
New customer to Tech Support: It says hit any key, and when I do that nothing happens.
Tech Support: Can you try again and tell me what happens?
Customer: Tried, but nothing.
Tech Support: What key did you hit?
After a moment and some ching-aling sounds, the customer replies: Well, first I tried my car key and just now my office key.
The best way to forget all your troubles is to wear tight shoes.
The nice part about living in a small town is that when you don’t know what you’re doing, someone else does.
The older you get the tougher it is to lose weight, because by then your body and your fat are really good friends. (Amazing! You hang something in your closet for a while and it shrinks two sizes!)
I know what Victoria’s Secret is. The secret is that nobody older than 30 can fit into their stuff.
Time to retire
Three elderly airline pilots are walking on the ramp. First one says, “Windy, isn’t it?” Second says, “No, it’s Thursday.” Third one says, “So am I. Let’s go get a beer.”
The argument you just won with your wife isn’t over yet. “And lastly…”