Saturday, August 13, 2011

Getting to know one another Dog style

Rice Fields in Japan

Here were some pictures provided by a Friend in Japan of some creative Rice Planting.

Sunday, August 07, 2011

A Rate Occurrence

There was a knock on the door this morning, I opened it and
      there was a young bloke standing there who said:

      “I’m a Jehovah’s Witness”.

      I said “Come in and sit down, what do you want to talk about”?

      He said, ” F****d if I know. I’ve never got this far before”

Sunday, July 31, 2011

WAL-MART SENIOR GREETER

Charley, a new retiree-greeter at Wal-Mart, just couldn’t seem to get to work on time.
Every day he was 10, 20,  30 minutes late. But he was a good worker, really tidy,  clean-shaven, sharp-minded and a real credit to the company and obviously demonstrating their “Older Person Friendly”  policies.

One day the boss called him into the office for a talk.
“Charley, I have to tell you, I like your work ethic, you do a bang-up job, but your being late so often is quite bothersome.”

“Yes,  I know boss, and I am working on it.”
“Well good, you are a team player. That’s what I like to hear.  It’s odd though your coming in late. I know you’re retired from the U.S.  Navy.  What did they say if you came in late there?”

“They said,

“Good morning, Admiral, can I get you a cup of coffee,  sir?”

Cracked Pot

An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across her neck..

One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.

At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full..

For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water..

Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments.

But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.

After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream.

‘I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house.’

The old woman smiled, ‘Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot’s side?’
‘That’s because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them.’

For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table.

Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house.’

Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it’s the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding.

You’ve just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them.

SO, to all of my cracked pot friends, have a great day and remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path!