HOW THE INTERNET BEGAN

Al Gore did not invent the INTERNET!

In ancient Israel, it came to pass that a trader by the name of Abraham Com did take unto himself a young wife by the name of Dot.

And Dot Com was a comely woman, broad of shoulder and long of leg. Indeed, she had been called Amazon Dot Com.

She said unto Abraham, her husband, "Why dost thou travel far from town to town with thy goods when thou can trade without ever leaving thy tent?"

And Abraham did look at her as though she were several saddle bags short of a camel load, but simply said, "How, Dear?"

And Dot replied, "I will place drums in all the towns and drums in between to send messages saying what you have for sale and they will reply telling you which hath the best price. And the sale can be made on the drums and delivery made by Uriah's Pony Stable (UPS)."

Abraham thought long and decided he would let Dot have her way with the drums. The drums sounded out and were an immediate success. Abraham sold all the goods he had at the top price, without ever moving from his tent.

But this success did arouse envy. A man named Maccabia did secrete himself inside Abraham's drum and was accused of insider trading.

And the young men did take to Dot Com's trading as doth the greedy horsefly take to camel dung. They were called Nomadic Ecclesiastical Rich Dominican Siderites, or NERDS for short.

And lo, the land was so feverish with joy at the new riches and the deafening sound of drums that no one noticed that the real riches were going to the drum maker, one Brother William of Gates, who bought up every drum company in the land. And indeed did insist on making drums that would work only with Brother Gates' drumheads and drumsticks.

Dot did say, "Oh, Abraham, what we have started is being taken over by others." And as Abraham looked out over the Bay of Ezekiel, or as it came to be known as "E-Bay" he said,

"We need a name that reflects what we are." And Dot replied, "Young Ambitious Hebrew Owner Operators."

"YAHOO," said Abraham.

And that is how it all began.

This was told as a true story!
BUT What do I know?

Be Blessed, DP

OK How about Weight Control
instead of Weight Loss?

BANKING CRISIS EXPLAINED

Smiling Helps!

Young Harry moved to Queensland and bought a donkey from a farmer for $100.

The farmer agreed to deliver the donkey the next day.

The next day he drove up and said, 'Sorry son, but I have some bad news, the donkey died.'

Harry replied, 'Well, then just give me my money back.'

The farmer said, 'Can't do that. I went and spent it already.'

Harry said, 'OK, then, just bring me the dead donkey.'

The farmer asked, 'What ya gonna do with him?

Harry said, 'I'm going to raffle him off.'

The farmer said 'You can't raffle off a dead donkey!'
Harry said, 'Sure I can, watch me. I just won't tell anybody he's dead.'

A month later, the farmer met up with Harry and asked, 'What happened with that dead donkey?'

Harry said, 'I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at two dollars apiece and made a profit of $998.00.'

The farmer said, 'Didn't anyone complain?'

Harry said, 'Just the guy who won. So I gave him back his two dollars.'

Harry now works for the National Australia Bank!


Live Long and Stay Young! Be Blessed, DP

Have to figure out how to get weight loss squeezed in here. :-/

Thoughts

Where have you been? Well did you miss me. Food 4 thought.

THE DASH

I read of a man who stood to speak at the funeral of his friend.
He referred to the dates on the tombstone from the beginning ... to the end.

He noted that first came the date of her birth and spoke of the second with tears,
but he said that what mattered most of all was the dash between those years.

For that dash represents all the time that she spent alive on earth,
and now only those who loved her know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not, how much we own; the cars, the house, the cash.
What matters is how we live and love and how we spend our dash.

So think about this long and hard, are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left that can still be re-arranged.

If we could just slow down enough to consider what is true and what is real,
and always try to understand the way other people feel.

And ... be less quick to anger, and show appreciation more
and love the people in our lives like we've never loved before.

If we treat each other with respect, and more often wear a smile,
remembering that this special dash might only last a little while.

So, when your eulogy is being read with your life's actions to re-hash ...
would you be pleased with the things they say about how you spent your dash?

Linda Ellis


Be back soon! Be Blessed, DP

oh take a look here: Won And we will be touching on weight loss soon. Stand by for action!