Midnight At The Oasis !

Happy Hump Day ! It's the day of the week when one reaches the acme and once atop, at the end of the arduous uphill trek, a brief momment of exhilaration. This sets the tone for the remainder of the work week and one set's one's sights on the goal of Friday and all the amenities that comes with it, especially Happy Hour ! In the interim, I will attend the Wednesday services this evening at Lakes Cafe and Pub, hosted by the inimitable Danny. I hope to see my pals there tonight and shoot the bull. I hope to see you there, too ! 

In my wanderings around I-World yesterday, I stopped at quite a few other journals to visit and the depths of thought that arise from my fellow journalists never ceases to amaze me. Insights and commentaries abound in J-Land and I urge you to take a trip there and see what talent awaits.

Me? Ah yes, about me. Although I rave and rant occasionally, I defer to my journalist friends for deep thought. Although the capabilities for such depth are stored in a little shoebox in the recesses of my mind, my preference is humor. It is the escape tool I use to allay my daily pains, anxieties, distresses and the realities of life.

My hope is that my journal is an oasis in the desert of the mundane and hurtful, an island in the sea of depressions and fears. Most importantly, you can stop by, kick off your shoes and relax. We grade on the curve here, so everyone can play (Surely, you rant. That I do, my obnoxious little alter ego and stop calling me Shirley) 'nuff said ! Here's a little graphic of what I like to visualize when I'm in one of my mischevious moods.

                                  

The Pictures: Lions and tigers and bears, oh my. Not really, but I've got a magnificent cheetah, two beautiful sunsets, one of my dream ladies, a glass for my perfect martini, a nice new glass for my pal, Jackie, and I've also got a loverly bunch of coconuts.

This Date In History: 1864; Twelve nations sign the Geneva Convention accord, which establishes rules for the treatment of the wounded, protection of medical personnel in wartime and chooses a red cross and a white background as a symbol. 1992; In this second day of the Ruby Ridge incident in Idaho, an FBI sharpshooter kills Vicki Weaver, the wife of seperatist, Randy Weaver.

Birthdays: Claude Debussy, composer (1862), John Lee Hooker, blues musician (1917), Carl Yastremski, professional baseball player (1939).

The Hits Just Keep On Coming:  Thanks to my pal, Vivian !

Two New York business men are taking a break in their soon-to-be new store. It isn't quite finished and there's only empty shelves on the wall. One says to the other, "I'll bet any minute a tourist will stop and look in our window, then ask what we're selling."

No sooner than the words left his mouth, sure enough, an Alabama man stopped and asked, "What're y'all sellin' here?"One of the men replies, "We're selling assholes here."

Without missing a beat, the Alabama man replied, "Well, I see y'all are doin' really good, you've only got two left."

A man went to his doctor about his weight problem. The doctor said, "I want you to eat regularly for two days, then skip a day, and repeat this. The next time I see you, I expect to see you've lost five pounds." 

When the man returned, the doctor was amazed that the man had lost twenty-five pounds. The doctor said, "This is amazing. You followed my instructions?"The man nodded and said, "I'll tell you though, I thought I was going to die that third day".

The doctor said, "From the hunger?". The man replied, "No, just from all that skipping."

That's it for today, my little pelicans. See you tonight at Lakes Cafe and Pub, and.....more tomorrow.

Stay Tuned !

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