Spent some time this morning with the two of the most important guy's in my life, my father and grandfather. I just wanted to let them know how much I love them & how proud I am for their service to their country. My grandfather was a "doughboy" in WW1 & my father was in the USAF in the Korean conflict. Both are very proud of the time they gave for their country and fly the "Red, White, & Blue" with pride on Veterans Day. While talking to them, I noticed many of their neighbors also fly "Old Glory" with pride, because of the service they gave defend this great nation. I was humbled; by seeing so many veterans gathered together. Men & woman who had defended this land in Iraq, Afghanistan, Vietnam, WWII, WWI, The Spanish American War, & the Civil War. You’re thinking by now "Where the heck is he at?" Well, I'm at my Dad & Grand-dads gravesites. I never met my Granddad, he passed before I was born, and I lost my Dad in 1999. I grew up hearing of the stories my granddad told Dad about fighting the "Hun" in the "Great War"! My Dad didn't talk much about service time in Korea, but as I got older, seeing programs about the Korean War, I knew it wasn't a pleasant experience. I never said thanks to my Dad till it was to late.      The point of this story is: Weather it's a relative, friend, or co-worker, don't wait to show a "Vet" how proud you are of their service, to their country. Till they are gone. Let them know today!" So with that said thanks to all of you in the community who has served. I could name many of you by name, but I would be still posting this on the 12th. By the time I am done..."A BIG THANKS" for your service guy's & gal’s! You’re a "COOOL Group"! Chris/aka Madcow P.S. Want to especially thank a guy who spent more time under the water than above during his "stint" in the Navy. You always make me laugh when I feeling down! I won't embarrass him by giving his name, since most of you know whom I'm talking about...He's had it rough lately but he's still there for the rest of us.... 

THE MIRACLE OF TOILET PAPER Fresh from my shower, I stand in front of the mirror complaining to my husband that my breasts are too small. Instead of characteristically telling me it's not so, he uncharacteristically comes up with asuggestion. 'If you want your breasts to grow, then every day take a piece of toiletpaper and rub it between them for a few seconds' Willing to try anything, I fetch a piece of toilet paper and stand in front of the mirror, rubbing it between my breasts. 'How long will this take?' I asked. 'They will grow larger over a period of years,' my husband replies. I stopped. 'Do you really think rubbing a piece of toilet paper between my breasts every day will make my breasts larger over the years?' Without missing a beat he says 'Worked for your butt, didn't it?' He's still alive , and with a great deal of therapy, he may even walk again although he will probably continue to take his meals through a straw.