Dad

Tribute to my Dad. He went home to be with the Lord Friday, January 7, 2011, after a little more than a month long fight with cancer. Dad was a wonderful gentleman who was equally at home spending the afternoon in Luckenbach as he was at the Broadmore Hotel in Colorado Springs. He loved the Lord, his family, friends, traveling, good cuisine, music of the forties, dixieland, bird hunting,and the old good movies. He was the ultimate professional, serving as president of our international professional organization. And he will be both missed and remembered by family and friends.

From Nowhere Boy to...

The recreation of John, Paul, and George's first recording seesion in 1958 from up comong movie,"Nowhere Boy."

Another Classic TeeVee Moment

What ever happened to Snub Pollard and Larry Thor?

Who were Snub Pollard and Larry Thor, you ask. Well watch the following John Ireland and Dorothy Malone epic by the movie mogel Roger Corman with music by jazz great Chet Baker and see if you can pick Snub and Larry out of the cast.

Truly Inspired

Some people ask, "Where can you go to be really inspired these days?"

Well, look no further than:

Do You Miss ME Yet ? Oh, YES !

Can't add a thing to this.... this says it all!

Thank you Johnny Hart !

Don't Mess With Old People

The IRS decides to audit Grandpa, and summons him to the IRS office.

The IRS auditor was not surprised when Grandpa showed up with his attorney.

The auditor said, 'Well, sir, you have an extravagant lifestyle and no full-time employment, Which you explain by saying that you win money gambling. I'm not sure the IRS finds that believable.'

I'm a great gambler, and I can prove it,' says Grandpa. 'How about a demonstration?'

The auditor thinks for a moment and said, 'Okay. Go
ahead.'

Grandpa says, 'I'll bet you a thousand dollars that I can bite my own eye.'

The auditor thinks a moment and says, 'It's a bet.'

Grandpa removes his glass eye and bites it. The auditor's jaw drops.

Grandpa says, 'Now, I'll bet you two thousand dollars that I can bite my other eye.'

Now the auditor can tell Grandpa isn't blind, so he takes the bet.

Grandpa removes his dentures and bites his good eye.

The stunned auditor now realizes he has wagered and lost three grand, with Grandpa's attorney as a witness. He starts to get nervous.

'Want to go double or nothing?' Grandpa asks 'I'll bet you six thousand dollars that I can stand on one side of your desk, and pee into that wastebasket on the other side, and never get a drop anywhere in between.'

The auditor, twice burned, is cautious now, but he looks carefully and decides there's no way this old guy could possibly manage that stunt, so he agrees again.

Grandpa stands beside the desk and unzips his pants, but although he strains mightily, he can't make the stream reach the wastebasket on the other side, so he pretty much urinates all over the auditor's desk.

The auditor leaps with joy, realizing that he has just turned a major loss into a huge win.

But Grandpa's own attorney moans and puts his head in his hands.

'Are you okay?' the auditor asks.

'Not really,' says the attorney. 'This morning, when Grandpa told me he'd been summoned for an audit, he bet me twenty-five thousand dollars that he could come in here and piss all over your desk and that you'd be happy about it!'

Don't Mess with Old People!

Translating SWAT team signals...

Don't get caught in an embarassing and sticky situation because you "miss read" these important gestures!

Hey, Dude! (Or how to write songs like a Beatle)

. . . easy ain't it!