Knew a lady who spent 38 years as a tenured English Professor. When her husband passed away, she left the college and went to truck driving school. 10 years later, she's quite happy and still making good money and wondering why she sat behind a desk all those years.
Just a thought.(We can always use more good drivers!)
I'm a 3rd class citizen. (That's John Q. Public's perception of a truck driver.) I've also been called a "Professional Tourist" and a "Trans-regional goods & commodities relocation technician." (I've also been called a few less flattering things, but they all mean that I'm just a truck driver.)
This is the song that has no end. Yes it goes on and on my friend! Somebody started singing it, not knowing what it was. And the'll continue singing it forever just because,
This is the song that has no end. Yes it goes on and on my friend! Somebody started singing it, not knowing what it was. And the'll continue singing it forever just because,
This is the song that has no end. Yes it goes on and on my friend! Somebody started singing it, not knowing what it was. And the'll continue singing it forever just because,
This is the song that has no end. Yes it goes on and on my friend! Somebody started singing it, not knowing what it was. And the'll continue singing it forever just because,
This is the song that has no end. Yes it goes on and on my friend! Somebody started singing it, not knowing what it was. And the'll continue singing it forever just because,
This is the song that has no end. Yes it goes on and on my friend! Somebody started singing it, not knowing what it was. And the'll continue singing it forever just because...
Beavers linked to conservative party - Save a tree, eat a beaver! All you nasty conservative beavers have eaten all my trees and I can't breath because of the lack of oxygen and the world is doomed and you should feel like total turds for being so irresponsible: On the next Paws thread...
As mentioned in another thread, Jackson wasn't feeling good and I'd had a long day, so... Sometime shortly before 9:00 I looked at the clock and said "Screw it - It's gotta' be midnight somewhere - Happy freakin' New Year!" and sacked out. Just call me a party animal!
Excellent post, Karen. To kind've answer your question, I think Leo is an activist. And it's been my experience that activists are less concerned with letting light shine in than they are with telling us how dark things are.
...We went to bed last night before 9:00P.M. because Jackson is ill and I'd had a long day, so we missed out on the revelry, but the New Year managed to come in just fine without us. Given the exciting lives we lead it's a wonder that the world was even able to turn while we were asleep, but turn it did and now it's a new year and it doesn't feel much different than the old one. And that's a good thing.
I wish health and happiness for everyone in 2009, but for myself, I kinda' hope it just keeps going the way 2008 did - Some smiles, some tears, some love, some life and some contentment followed by another new year whose beginnings I'll manage to sleep through peacefully.
Ahh life! - It's what happens when you were making other plans!
A little boy looks up at his father and asks, “Dad, what’s politics?”
Dad says, "Well, son, let me try to explain it to you this way.” I’m the breadwinner of the family, so let’s call me “Capitalism.” Your Mom is the administrator of the household, so we’ll call her “The Government.” We’re here to take care of your needs so we’ll call you “The People.” The nanny works hard all day for very little money so, we’ll consider her “The Working Class.” And your baby brother… we’ll call him “The Future.” Now, think about that and see if it makes sense."
So, the little boy goes off to bed, thinking about what his Dad has said. Later that night he hears his baby brother crying so he gets up to check on him. He finds that the baby has severely soiled his diaper.
So the little boy goes to his parents’ room and finds his mother sound asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny’s room. Finding the door locked, he peeks through the keyhole and sees his father in bed with the Nanny. He gives up and goes back to bed.
The next morning, the little boy says to his father, “Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics now.” The father says, “Good son, tell me in your own words, what you think politics is about.”
The little boy replies, “Well, while Capitalism is screwing the Working Class, the Government is sound asleep, the People are being ignored, and the Future stinks."
Happy New Year, Leo. I hope you'll forgive me for not feeling guilty to be an American and for making it a personal habit to walk the walk before I talk the talk.
I hope that 2009 is, for you, every bit as gloomy and despairing as you seem to think it will be. (And I mean that in a good way - You're a decent guy and I'd hate to see you disappointed!)
As for me, I'll continue to marvel at sunrises and ooh & ahh over sunsets and find pleasures in simple things. And I'll continue to feel proud and greatful for living in America even if things aren't exactly the utopia that some seem to think they were back in the good old days and it's not the politically correct thing to do. ...And I'll continue to live simply and well and keep on walking the walk before I talk the talk. And when someone suggests that I have my head in the sand or in the clouds, I'll continue to smile enigmatically and reply that there's worse places I could have it...
Hmmm... At the beginning of 2007, it gave me the lady who would become my wife and partner for the rest of my days.
In 2008, it's given many hours of enjoyment, several new friends and the opportunity to see 2 very dear friends start the special beginning of what I believe will last a very long time.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that CS has given me some of the basics needed to experience and observe what it truly means to be happy!
Thank you, Connecting Singles! Ya'll are top notch! Keep up the good work!
That's what I thought 2 years ago... Then I stuck around anyway, just out of boredom and, on Jan. 3, 2007, started communicating the lady who would become my wife.
Ya' know... If you give up, you lose. If you keep going there will always be shelter, but it's nearly always a little further to the top than you think.
Best of luck to you. I know that not everybody will find the kind of happiness I've found, but if I'd quit I wouldn't have found it at all...
"Excuse me, but I think my karma just ran over your dogma."
Unfortunately, I re-learned that from someone I do not respect and who did not portray himself <here> as a good person. But he proved it's validity anyway. 'Nuff said!
A husband and wife are shopping in their local Wal-Mart.. The husband picks up a case of Budweiser and puts it in their cart. 'What do you think you're doing?' asks the wife. 'They're on sale, only $10 for 24 cans,' he replies. 'Put them back, we can't afford them,' demands the wife, and so they carry on shopping. A few aisles further on along the woman picks up a $20 jar of face cream and puts it in the basket. 'What do you think you're doing?' asks the husband. 'Its my face cream. It makes me look beautiful,' replies the wife. Her husband replies: 'So does 24 cans of Budweiser and its only half the price!'
On the PA system: 'Cleanup needed on aisle 25.......man down!'
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RE: what work you do
Knew a lady who spent 38 years as a tenured English Professor. When her husband passed away, she left the college and went to truck driving school. 10 years later, she's quite happy and still making good money and wondering why she sat behind a desk all those years.Just a thought.(We can always use more good drivers!)