Back in the days when inboxes and outboxes were prevalent, time management was accomplished quite easily using the rules below: Take the contents from your inbox and place them on your desk. Go for coffee with co-workers. Return to desk and make three piles labeled A, B and C. Separate the contents of the large
Sometimes good stuff happens and sometimes it leads to bad stuff! Last Saturday, Cheryl and I were out for a drive with a couple of friends and out of the blue comes a police car with lights flashing and pulls me over. I had no idea what I might have done wrong as I was
An Irish woman of advanced age visited her physician to ask his advice on reviving her husband’s libido. ‘What about trying Viagra?’ asked the doctor. ‘Not a chance’, she said… ‘He won’t even take an aspirin.’ ‘Not a problem,’ replied the doctor. ‘Give him an ‘Irish Viagra’… ‘What is Irish Viagra?’, she asked. It’s when you drop
An Indian walks into Starbucks with a shotgun in one hand pulling a male buffalo with the other. He says to the server: “Tall, No Fat Latte Please.” The barista who was listening says, “Sure. Coming right up.” He gets the Indian a tall no-fat latte. The Indian drinks the coffee down in one gulp,
Not that many years ago a class of math students whose majors were in Chemistry, Physics and Engineering were being introduced to the Law of Diminishing Halves in Calculus. Simply stated, they were told that if they approached an object by taking an initial step then a step equal to of one half the remaining
Christoffer and Tuva, his wife moved back home to Wisconsin from Arizona. Tuva had a wooden leg and to insure it in Arizona was $2,000 a year!!! When they arrived in Wisconsin, Christoffer and Tuva went to Sven’s Insurance agency to see how much it would cost to insure the wooden leg. Sven looked it up on his
Yesterday Cheryl and I went for dinner at Red Robin Gourmet Burgers, for a hamburger or two. We had a nice evening with Kay and Herschel. The humor started; Humor can sometimes occur when I’m around. Cheryl’s burger and that of Mr. Weintraub came out of the kitchen with the wrong cheese and possibly the
Perhaps as long ago as forty, maybe fifty years ago, my dad told a version of the story below. I have to admit, I did not retain the memory of each of his words but I’m pretty sure the gist of it is retained in my recanting of the story below. My telling of tales