Milan Kundera
Dogs are our link to paradise. They don’t know evil or jealousy or discontent. To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring–it was peace.
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After cleaning my five-year-old patient’s teeth, I accompanied him to the reception area, only to see him struggle with the oak door.
“It’s heavy, isn’t it?” I asked.
“Yes,” he said. “Is that so children can’t escape?”
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As I headed into a liquor store, a colonel came out carrying two bags. I snapped to attention and saluted. The colonel responded in kind. The result: the soul-crunching sound of both bags crashing to the sidewalk. As liquor seeped into the gutter, he choked out, “Don’t ever salute me again!”
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Sign above the toilet in a women’s latrine at Camp Ripley in Minnesota: “If you are reading this sign while using this latrine, you are in the wrong one.”
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After leaving the Army, I applied for a hunting permit but was told I would first need to take a hunter’s safety course. “I’m a veteran, trained in handling firearms,” I said. “Why wouldn’t I get a waiver?”
The clerk replied, “Because we teach you not to shoot people.”
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I could barely understand my client due to a lousy phone connection.
“Sorry,” he said. “I have the AT&T every-other-word plan.”
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I recently learned a valuable lesson regarding what not to say to patients. At our large hospital, I watched as a nursing assistant pushed an elderly woman in a wheelchair. As he opened the door leading from the clinic into the hospital wing, the patient looked confused. “Where are we?” she asked.
The nursing assistant gently explained, “We’ve gone over to the other side.”
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I eavesdropped on two of my language arts students. The first one asked, “Did you warsh your hands?”
“It’s not warsh, it’s wash,” said the other. “The r is silent.”
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When I interviewed for a job six months after my 70th birthday,
I was asked my age. With nothing to hide, I replied, “I’m halfway to my 71st birthday.”
The interviewer looked skeptical. “No offense,” he said, “but you look older than 35.”
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Hannu wants everything to be perfect for his anniversary trip to the hotel where he and his wife honeymooned 30 years earlier. So he gets there a day early to make all the arrangements. That night, he e-mails her but misspells the address, and the message goes to a recent widow.
The next day, the widow’s son finds his mother passed out in front of her computer. On the screen is this e-mail: “My darling wife, I’ve just gotten here and everything’s set for your arrival tomorrow. I hope your trip down here will be as pleasant as mine.
“P.S. It’s really hot!”
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My cousin always “borrows” money from her older brother’s piggy bank, which drives him crazy. One day, she found the piggy in, of all places, the freezer. Inside was this note: “Dear sister, I hope you’ll understand, but my capital has been frozen.”
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Our professor had run through some of philosophy’s heaviest hitters: Xenophanes, Anaxagoras, Descartes, Schleiermacher, and Nietzsche. He had just started in on Pierre Teilhard de Chardin when a voice begged, “Did anyone named Smith ever write anything?”
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“What are you doing?” asked my mother after I pressed several
buttons on her microwave.
“Reheating these leftovers for two minutes at 80 percent.”
“I didn’t know you could do that.”
“Sure. How do you reheat bacon?”
“Oh,” she said, “that’s two biscuits and a popcorn.”
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Good morning everyboomie.
Today was like a slow roasting oven outside.
I went to Walmart early to get some stuff, and try and get back home and do some mowing.
After I got home though I'd decided to pass on the mowing.
I'm a Lilley....
I could feel Summer's hot breath breathing down my neck and trying to wilt me.
I guess that means Sunday morning I'll be out there chomping up the grass.
Have a happy day everyone.
joe