You know you're living in 2004 when...
1. You accidentally enter your password on the microwave.
2. You haven't played solitaire with real cards in years.
3. You have a list of 15 phone numbers to reach your family of 3.
4. You e-mail the person who works at the desk next to you.
5. Your reason for not staying in touch with friends and family isthat they don't have e-mail addresses.
6. You go home after a long day at work you still answer the phonein a business manner.
7. You make phone calls from home, you accidentally dial "9" to getan outside line.
8. You've sat at the same desk for four years and worked for threedifferent companies.
10. You learn about your redundancy on the 11 o'clock news.
11. Your boss doesn't have the ability to do your job.
12. You pull up in your own driveway and use your cell phone to seeif anyone is home.
13. Every commercial on television has a website at the bottom ofthe screen.
14. Leaving the house without your cell phone, which you didn'thave the first 20 or 30 (or 60) years of your life, is now a cause for panic andyou turn around to go and get it.
15. You get up in the morning and go online before getting yourcoffee.
16. You start tilting your head sideways to smile. :)
17. You're reading this and nodding and laughing.
18. Even worse, you know exactly to whom you are going to forwardthis message.
19. You are too busy to notice there was no #9 on this list.
20. You actually scrolled back up to check that there wasn't a #9on this list.
AND NOW U R LAUGHING at yourself.
Go on, forward this to your friends ...you know you want to!
Thursday, July 29, 2004
Wednesday, July 14, 2004
One Nation Under God
A college professor, an avowed Atheist, was teaching his class. He shocked several of his students when he flatly stated he was going to prove there is no God.
Addressing the ceiling he shouted: "God, if you are real, then I want you to knock me off this platform. I'll give you 15 minutes!"
The lecture room fell silent. You could have heard a pin fall. Ten minutes went by.
Again he taunted God, saying, "Here I am, God, I'm still waiting!"
His countdown got down to the last couple of minutes when a Marine just released from active duty and newly registered in the class walked up to the professor, hit him full force in the face, and sent him ver teacups from his lofty platform. The professor was out cold!
At first the students were shocked and babbled in confusion. The young Marine took a seat in the front row and sat silent. The class fell silent...waiting.
Eventually, the professor came to, shaken. He looked at the young Marine in the front row. When the professor regained his senses and could speak he asked: "What's the matter with you? Why did you do that?"
"God was busy. He sent me."
One Nation Under God
Addressing the ceiling he shouted: "God, if you are real, then I want you to knock me off this platform. I'll give you 15 minutes!"
The lecture room fell silent. You could have heard a pin fall. Ten minutes went by.
Again he taunted God, saying, "Here I am, God, I'm still waiting!"
His countdown got down to the last couple of minutes when a Marine just released from active duty and newly registered in the class walked up to the professor, hit him full force in the face, and sent him ver teacups from his lofty platform. The professor was out cold!
At first the students were shocked and babbled in confusion. The young Marine took a seat in the front row and sat silent. The class fell silent...waiting.
Eventually, the professor came to, shaken. He looked at the young Marine in the front row. When the professor regained his senses and could speak he asked: "What's the matter with you? Why did you do that?"
"God was busy. He sent me."
One Nation Under God
Tuesday, July 06, 2004
My Pirate's Name
Your pirate name is:
Bloody Mary Cash
Every pirate lives for something different. For some, it's the open sea. For others (the masochists), it's the food. For you, it's definitely the fighting. You're musical, and you've got a certain style if not flair. You'll do just fine. Arr!
Bloody Mary Cash
Every pirate lives for something different. For some, it's the open sea. For others (the masochists), it's the food. For you, it's definitely the fighting. You're musical, and you've got a certain style if not flair. You'll do just fine. Arr!
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