John Edwards. Actually, I have no idea if he is guilty or not. If the money from his benefactress was a gift, then he should have declared it on his taxes and he should have paid taxes on it. If he didn't pay taxes on it, then that is tax evasion. But I never heard anything about how it was claimed. So, I really have no idea if he is guilty of what he has been charged with or not. The jury couldn't decide and obviously were entrenched in different camps. I can tell you one thing for certain, if you are a Democrat in NC- and this includes the former governor- you can do all sorts of things with money, your campaign's money and the state's/citizen's money, free trips, campaign trips,, all sorts of stuff that seem unimaginable to normal folks- and get away with it. (Maybe the Republicans would do the same if they ever get into the govenor's mansion. Maybe they'll get the chance this fall. Our incumbant governor decided not to run for re-election- probably a good choice since her performance has been abysmal by all accounts and even the Democratic operatives of NC would have likely advised her to step aside.)
Thursday, May 31
Monday, May 28
Happy Memorial Day
It's been so extremely hot here in Indiana. The humid was in the 90s, the temp's been in the 90's--awful. I was pulling weeds yesterday and had to stop every 15 minutes to cool down.
On the TV front:
Poor detective Linden (The Killing) what a mess she is. Fired, in a psych ward. Doesn't sleep. Doesn't eat. She's like the Seattle they're filming in: Gray rainy and dismal. After all of this crap, they'd better find Rosie Larsen's murderer.
That's all
Sunday, May 13
Thursday, May 10
POTUS
Way to go, Mr. President. It's about time. Don't worry about those people who are anti-gay, they wouldn't vote for you anyway because you have no birth certificate, you're a Muslim, and a Socialist! Obama in 2012!
Sunday, April 22
Friday, March 23
The boss of a big company needed to call one of his employees about an
urgent problem with one of the main computers. He dialed the
employee's home phone number and was greeted with a child's whispered,
"Hello?"
Feeling put out at the inconvenience of having to talk to a youngster
the boss asked, "Is your Daddy home?"
"Yes", whispered the small voice.
"May I talk with him?" the man asked.
To the surprise of the boss, the small voice whispered, "No."
Wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked, "Is your Mommy there?"
"Yes", came the answer. "May I talk with her?"
Again the small voice whispered, "No".
Knowing that it was not likely that a young child would be left home
alone, the boss decided he would just leave a message with the person
who should be there watching over the child. "Is there anyone there
besides you?", the boss asked the child.
"Yes" whispered the child, "A policeman."
Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's home, the boss
asked, "May I speak with the policeman"?
"No, he's busy", whispered the child.
"Busy doing what?, asked the boss.
"Talking to Daddy and Mommy and the Fireman," came the whispered
answer.
Growing concerned and even worried as he heard what sounded like a
helicopter through the ear piece on the phone the boss asked, "What is
that noise?"
"A hello-copper", answered the whispering voice.
"What is going on there?", asked the boss, now alarmed.
In an awed whispering voice the child answered, "The search team just
landed the hello-copper."
Alarmed, concerned and more than just a little frustrated the boss
asked, "Why are they there"?
Still whispering, the young voice replied along with a muffled giggle,
"They're looking for me!"
urgent problem with one of the main computers. He dialed the
employee's home phone number and was greeted with a child's whispered,
"Hello?"
Feeling put out at the inconvenience of having to talk to a youngster
the boss asked, "Is your Daddy home?"
"Yes", whispered the small voice.
"May I talk with him?" the man asked.
To the surprise of the boss, the small voice whispered, "No."
Wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked, "Is your Mommy there?"
"Yes", came the answer. "May I talk with her?"
Again the small voice whispered, "No".
Knowing that it was not likely that a young child would be left home
alone, the boss decided he would just leave a message with the person
who should be there watching over the child. "Is there anyone there
besides you?", the boss asked the child.
"Yes" whispered the child, "A policeman."
Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's home, the boss
asked, "May I speak with the policeman"?
"No, he's busy", whispered the child.
"Busy doing what?, asked the boss.
"Talking to Daddy and Mommy and the Fireman," came the whispered
answer.
Growing concerned and even worried as he heard what sounded like a
helicopter through the ear piece on the phone the boss asked, "What is
that noise?"
"A hello-copper", answered the whispering voice.
"What is going on there?", asked the boss, now alarmed.
In an awed whispering voice the child answered, "The search team just
landed the hello-copper."
Alarmed, concerned and more than just a little frustrated the boss
asked, "Why are they there"?
Still whispering, the young voice replied along with a muffled giggle,
"They're looking for me!"
Sunday, March 18
The Tomato Garden:
An older Italian gentleman lived alone in New Jersey. He wanted to plant his annual tomato garden, but it was very difficult work, as the ground was very hard. His only son, Vincent, who used to help him was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament:’’
Dear Vincent, I am feeling pretty sad because it looks like I won’t be able to plant my tomato garden this year. I am just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. I know that if you were here to help me that my troubles would be over. I know you would be happy to dig the plot for me, like in the old days. Love, Papa
A few days later he received a letter from his son:
Dear Papa, Don’t dig up that garden. That’s where the bodies are buried. Love, Vinnie
At four AM the next day FBI agents and the local police arrived and dug up the entire area with out finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left. Later that same day the old man received another letter from his son:
Dear Papa, Go ahead and plant the garden now. That’s the best I could do under the circumstances. Love Vinnie.
An older Italian gentleman lived alone in New Jersey. He wanted to plant his annual tomato garden, but it was very difficult work, as the ground was very hard. His only son, Vincent, who used to help him was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament:’’
Dear Vincent, I am feeling pretty sad because it looks like I won’t be able to plant my tomato garden this year. I am just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. I know that if you were here to help me that my troubles would be over. I know you would be happy to dig the plot for me, like in the old days. Love, Papa
A few days later he received a letter from his son:
Dear Papa, Don’t dig up that garden. That’s where the bodies are buried. Love, Vinnie
At four AM the next day FBI agents and the local police arrived and dug up the entire area with out finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left. Later that same day the old man received another letter from his son:
Dear Papa, Go ahead and plant the garden now. That’s the best I could do under the circumstances. Love Vinnie.
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