Something else to think about...
Patti's post and life in general reminds me of a story I heard...There was once this guy who was born without a belly button. Instead he had a silver screw. All the doctors told his parents that there was nothing that could be done, the poor little guy would just have to live with it. Like it or not, he was stuck with it... he was simply "screwed", as it was.
All the years growing up was really tough for the little guy. Everyone who saw the screw made fun of him, so he avoided leaving the house and thus he never made any friends. Just think, a grown man and no friends at all!! One day a mysterious stranger saw the screw and told him of a Monk in Tibet who could get rid of the screw for him. He was thrilled.
The next day he took his life's savings and bought a ticket to Tibet. After several days of climbing up steep cliffs he came upon a giant monastery. Oddly, the Monk knew who he was and why he was there. The man was given a private room in the highest tower and was told after a night's sleep, the screw would be removed. So he went to the room and immediately went to sleep. During the night while he was asleep a thick purple mist floated in through the window bearing in its mist was a silver screw driver and in just moments the screw was removed and the purple mist drifted back out the window.
The next morning when the man awoke he reached down and there it was... a belly button, not a screw, He looked over and saw the silver screw laying on the pillow next to him. He was jubilant!! He jumped out of bed... and his butt fell off!!
THE MORAL OF THE STORY IS.............
Don't screw around with things you don't understand...you may just loose your ass.
Think about it.
I'm Mule Deer Jack...have a safe day!
"Pick out the big one!!"
Well, Allen took me and Wendell, his father-in-law hunting today. I was riding in the back seat minding my own business and just listening to the two of them plan the day's hunt. It was cold, I'll tell you just how cold in a second. Anyway, we were coming into the town of Savannah, Mo. and Allen began to slow down because the speed limit was about to drop, when what to my wondering eyes should appear but two deer in front of the truck! It seemed as if time stopped. If Allen swerved to miss the deer, he could have had a very bad wreck. Thank goodness there was no traffic, it was 6:00 AM. I just could not believe what I heard next. It was Wendell yelling, "Quick Allen get the big one!!". BAM! Then, there was a deer bouncing across the highway and into the median. Allen backed up, there was nothing that could be done. The deer was dying. We started to do a mercy shot, but decided aganist it because death was coming quick and besides at that time of the day and being inside the city limits, it seemd better not doing it. Later that morning we did find the game warden. We told her what had happened and she said if we wanted to, we could show her the dead deer, and she would write us a permitt for it. We did. It was so cold that she had to get back into her truck and warm her pen up so she could fill out the paperwork. I did not tell her what I was sure, or at least I thought I heard Wendell say. Well the truth of the matter is I was sleeping and could be mistaken. Missouri has a deer problem. They are over populated. So folks, if you drive in this state, please be careful. Every year there are hundreds of car/deer collisions and not all are fatal to the animals. This summer a guy an a motorcycle hit a deer and was killed. I am Mule Deer Jack and I say, "Drive carefully and watch out for the deer, the life you save, may be your own."
MDJ
PS: Allen's truck, "Ole Blue" suffered minor damage. The deer will be in the freezer tomorrow!!
Do you know this person?
I have a friend who has a son-in-law, no a brother-in-law, or maybe it's his father-in-law, well, it just might be his friend, but anyway he reminds me of this story. There was this young turkey walking along one day and he happened by this old tree at the edge of a cow pasture and saw a wise owl sitting on a limb high in a tree. The young Tom said, "Hey, Mister Owl, I bet if I could get up there with you I could have quite a view. How do I get up there?" The owl said, "See the cow "pile" over there? All you have to do is just roll around in it for awhile and then you can just jump right up here with me." The young turkey did just that but could only reach the first limb which he soon fell off of and landed on his rump. The old owl said, "Hey, turkey, don't despair. You need just a little more cows**t on you. Then, I'm sure you can make it. So Tom Turkey got down and rolled around in the poop some more. This time he was really covered. Sure enough he jumped/flew right up to the highest branch. The view was outstanding!! Young Tom let out a big gobble and the farmer shot him.
The moral of this story is...bullshit might get you to the top, but it can't keep you there. Do you know this person? I'm Mule Deer Jack and I say, think about it!
MDJ