Research is what I’m doing when I don’t know what I’m doing.
– Wernher Von Braun
I had a nice lunch Tuesday with a youth group at Hill Baptist Church. I think the highlight was we all got to sing happy birthday to one of the youngsters, Frances Scott, who was celebrating her 92nd.
Someone at her table told me she was 91, but Frances was quick to correct us both: ‘‘I am 92,” she said proudly.
That’s the way we all should be.
Live a life so that you can take credit for every day, every week and certainly every year.
And when you turn 92, hopefully you can find a church fellowship hall full of people who can sing to you.
MORE BIRTHDAYS: Happy 80th, Zell Miller, former Georgia governor and United States senator.
I plan to recognize one of his many achievements by buying a Hope Scholarship lottery ticket in his honor. (If I win, we’ll split it.)
LAST WEEK’S PUZZLE: Friday’s riddle wasn’t that popular, maybe because it’s an old trick question.
Here it is: “Think of words ending in _GRY. “Angry” and “hungry” are two of them. There are only three words in the English language. What is the third word?”
Here is the answer: There are three words in (the phrase) “the English language.” The third one is “language.”
Congratulations to the 14 people who got it. Honorable mention (but no prize) to the two people who guessed “enegry.”
This week’s question: What can be driven, but has no wheels? And can be sliced, and still remain whole?
THOUGHT FOR THE DAY: A bus station is where a bus stops. A train station is where a train stops. On my desk, I have a work station.
TODAY’S JOKE: A little old lady lived next door to an atheist, and every morning, just for fun, she would go out onto her front porch and shout, “Praise the Lord!”
Irritated, the atheist would yell back, “There isn’t any God.”
She did this every morning with the same result. As time went by the woman ran into financial difficulties and had trouble buying food. She went out onto her porch one morning and loudly prayed for help with groceries.
The next morning she went out and there was a bag of groceries.
“Praise the Lord,” she said loudly.
Just then, the atheist jumped from behind a bush and said, “I bought that sack – there isn’t any God!”
The lady looked at him, smiled, then shouted, “Praise the Lord. Not only did you provide for me, you made Satan pay for the groceries!”