January 30, 2001

Wouldn't It Be Worth It

A man goes into the Bank of Gdansk to make a deposit. Since he has never kept money in a bank before, he is a little nervous.

"What happens if the Bank of Gdansk should fail" he asks.

"Well, in that case your money would be insured by the Bank of Warsaw."

"But, what if the Bank of Warsaw fails"

"Well, there'd be no problem, because the Bank of Warsaw is insured by the Nat ional Bank of Poland."

"And if the National Bank of Poland fails"

"Then your money would be insured by the Bank of Moscow."

"And what if the Bank of Moscow fails"

"Then your money would be insured by the Great Bank of the Soviet Union."

"And if that bank fails"

"Well, in that case, you'd lose all your money. But, wouldn't it be worth it"

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Making Things Better

Paul Harvey writes... We tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them worse. For my grandchildren, I'd like better. I'd really like for them to know about hand-me-down clothes and homemade ice cream and leftover meat loaf sandwiches. I really would. I hope you learn humility by being humiliated, and that you learn honesty by being cheated. I hope you learn to make your own bed and mow the lawn and wash the car. And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are sixteen.

It will be good if at least one time you can see puppies born and your dog put to sleep. I hope you get a black eye fighting for something you believe in.

I hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger brother. And it's all right if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room, but when he wants to crawl under the covers with you because he's scared, I hope you let him. When you want to see a movie and your little brother wants to tag along, I hope you'll let him.

I hope you have to walk uphill to school with your friend and that you live in a town where you can do it safely. On rainy days when you have to catch a ride, I hope you don't ask your driver to drop you two blocks away so you won't be seen riding with someone as uncool as your Mom. If you want a slingshot, I hope your Dad teaches you how to make one instead of buying one. I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read books. When you learn to use computers, I hope you also learn to add and subtract in your head.

I hope you get teased by your friends when you have your first crush on a girl, and when you talk back to your mother that you learn what Ivory soap tastes like.

May you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn your hand on a stove and stick your tongue on a frozen flagpole. I don't care if you try a beer once, but I hope you don't like it. And if a friend offers you dope or a joint, I hope you realize he is not your friend. I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your Grandpa and go fishing with your Uncle.

May you feel sorrow at a funeral and joy during the holidays. I hope your mother punishes you when you throw a baseball through your neighbor's window and that she hugs you and kisses you at Christmas time when you give her a plaster mold of your hand. These things I wish for you-tough times and disappointment, hard work and happiness. To me, it's the only way to appreciate life.

Written with a pen. Seal it with a kiss. Send this to all of your friends who mean the most to you. We secure our friends not by accepting favors but by doing them.

-- Paul Harvey...Good Day!

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Making Things Better

Paul Harvey writes... We tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them worse. For my grandchildren, I'd like better. I'd really like for them to know about hand-me-down clothes and homemade ice cream and leftover meat loaf sandwiches. I really would. I hope you learn humility by being humiliated, and that you learn honesty by being cheated. I hope you learn to make your own bed and mow the lawn and wash the car. And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are sixteen.

It will be good if at least one time you can see puppies born and your dog put to sleep. I hope you get a black eye fighting for something you believe in.

I hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger brother. And it's all right if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room, but when he wants to crawl under the covers with you because he's scared, I hope you let him. When you want to see a movie and your little brother wants to tag along, I hope you'll let him.

I hope you have to walk uphill to school with your friend and that you live in a town where you can do it safely. On rainy days when you have to catch a ride, I hope you don't ask your driver to drop you two blocks away so you won't be seen riding with someone as uncool as your Mom. If you want a slingshot, I hope your Dad teaches you how to make one instead of buying one. I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read books. When you learn to use computers, I hope you also learn to add and subtract in your head.

I hope you get teased by your friends when you have your first crush on a girl, and when you talk back to your mother that you learn what Ivory soap tastes like.

May you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn your hand on a stove and stick your tongue on a frozen flagpole. I don't care if you try a beer once, but I hope you don't like it. And if a friend offers you dope or a joint, I hope you realize he is not your friend. I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your Grandpa and go fishing with your Uncle.

May you feel sorrow at a funeral and joy during the holidays. I hope your mother punishes you when you throw a baseball through your neighbor's window and that she hugs you and kisses you at Christmas time when you give her a plaster mold of your hand. These things I wish for you-tough times and disappointment, hard work and happiness. To me, it's the only way to appreciate life.

Written with a pen. Seal it with a kiss. Send this to all of your friends who mean the most to you. We secure our friends not by accepting favors but by doing them.

-- Paul Harvey...Good Day!

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Third-Graders Strip Searched

Eight third-grade students in Westwego, Louisiana, were strip-searched after another student reported $20 missing. The children were taken one by one into a closet where boys were told to drop their pants and the girls were told to strip down to nothing.

Posted on Tuesday, January 30 @ 18:32:10 EST Culture


Search prompts protest

Complaint says 8 pupils stripped
http://www.dallasnews.com/texas_southwest/272616_tswfill_27tex..html

01/27/2001

Associated Press

WESTWEGO, La. – Eight third-grade students were strip-searched after another student reported $20 missing, parents say in a complaint filed with police.

The children were taken one by one into a closet at Joshua Butler Elementary and searched, Police Chief Roy Juncker Jr. said this week. The boys were told to drop their pants and the girls were told to strip down to nothing, he said.

"The girls took all of their clothes off, for the most part," Chief Juncker said.

School officials could not be reached for comment.

Karen Hardy, whose 8-year-old stepson was searched, said parents are troubled by the incident.

When the girl first reported Wednesday that her money was gone, a school administrator had the child's classmates take off their shoes and turn their socks inside out.

When the money did not turn up, some of the students were taken into another room and searched by the administrator, she said.

Ms. Hardy said her husband complained to the administrator later Wednesday and was told that a search was within school system policy.

Chief Juncker said he has conferred with the Jefferson Parish district attorney's office but does not expect criminal charges.

"This wasn't a molestation," he said.

The complaint probably will end up as a civil problem between parents and the Jefferson Parish School Board, he said.

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Sleeping on the Couch Would Be a Crime

A bill that would let Fairfax County, Virginia, prohibit its residents from sleeping in rooms other than a bedroom has won approval in the state senate. The measure is intended as a weapon against immigrants who save money by sharing homes.

Posted on Tuesday, January 30 @ 18:30:20 EST Culture

Bedroom community
Sleeping out on the couch Not if this county can help it

http://www.dallasnews.com/national/273958_bedroom_29nat..html

01/29/2001

Associated Press

RICHMOND, Va. – A bill that would let Fairfax County prohibit its residents from sleeping in rooms other than a bedroom has won approval in the state Senate.

Jamming 15 to 20 people into a tiny, two-bedroom house diminishes property values, takes up parking spaces and robs neighbors of peace and quiet, said the bill's sponsor, Sen. Leslie L. Byrne, a Democrat who represents parts of Fairfax County.

"We are asking that they not use their kitchens as bedrooms," Ms. Byrne said. "What they do in their actual bedrooms, I don't care."

The legislation passed Friday on a 20-19 vote, but the bill's detractors demanded that it be reconsidered Monday.

The bill would give county code enforcers new authority to go after people whose homes have been turned into virtual hotels. It would go into effect if the Legislature and governor approve it and the county passes a similar ordinance.

Gerald E. Connolly, a county Board of Supervisors member, said the legislation made him uncomfortable.

"I have a lot of problems with government telling people where they can or cannot sleep," Mr. Connolly said. "As far as I know, this bill was not introduced at the behest of Fairfax County."

Other civic leaders criticized the bill as a hostile response to those struggling to pay for shelter. In Fairfax County, the average rent for a three-bedroom apartment is $1,181 per month.

"The last thing we want on the books are laws that seem to be aimed at some of the less advantaged members of our community," said J. Walter Tejada, Virginia director for the League of United Latin American Citizens, a national advocacy group.

Senate opponents noted that the law would prohibit converting a room for use by a family member.

And they said the measure would represent an inappropriate, unwanted intrusion of government into private homes.

"What this bill does is make no distinction between 27 illegal aliens and a family of four trying to care for an ailing parent," Republican William C. Mims said.

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January 25, 2001

Nursery Photos Online

< ahref="http://www.nurseryphotos.com/" target="_new">NurseryPhotos.com - where you can find your own nursery photo online. It took us two years of researching public records to collect over 172,000,000 nursery photos - the pictures taken of newborn babies at over 98% of hospitals and medical centers. Mandated by federal guidelines, local municipalities must keep photos of all newborns in their public records - and we've brought them all online for public viewing. We have the cutest baby pictures ever found in one database - all available for your easy search and retrieval. After you find your own you can check out your family members, friends and colleagues.

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January 11, 2001

Being EPA Green

Andrew Freiberger (via email) writes, "I'm driving down the road to work this morning and what did I see, but a circa late 70s early 80s rusted out Chevy truck complete with dualies and all...so, I'm thinking, "who the hell drives something that shitty looking and gas guzzling"....I pull up close behind at the next light...the plates
U.S. Government
EPA 521"

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