Matthew’s Blog

Apparently VP of Environmental Affairs isn’t thinking big enough or perhaps I filled out the wrong application.  Look what I saw on Channel 3 News.

Said in the voice of the fish named Bubbles in Finding Nemo! My favorite character in Finding Nemo is the fish who has gone tank crazy and is ecstatic every time bubbles are released. BUBBBLES

With that in mind on this terribly beautiful winter day. 30 degrees foot blanket of fresh snow, clear brilliant blue skies. If you are trapped inside today for work take a break with some bubbles at perpetual virtual bubble wrap
If you have a Treo or a Palm with OS3.1+ you can download a free little app that lets you pop bubbles any time called Bombel.

I have just spent the last two days at Clares Well (a retreat farm about 50miles west of the Twin Cities) which is run by three Franciscan nuns. Some might say they are down right “new agey.” Anyway, at dinner yesterday they told a duzy! (Bear in mind any religious joke by their very nature will often offend someone)

At the new arrivals office by the Pearly Gates a new arrival is listening to St. Peter talk about the millions of clocks on the wall.

St. Peter says - “Each of us has a clock up here on the wall and every time we tell a lie the second hand moves.”
“This one here belongs to Mother Theresa. It has never moved”
“This one over here belongs to Abraham Lincoln. Its moved twice”
The new arrival asks - “Where is President Bush’s?”
St. Peter says “Oh Jesus came down and took that one for himself. He needed a fan in his office”

Passed along to me. I don’t share jokes often but. . .

Why Parents Go Gray

The boss of a big company who needed to call one of his employees about an urgent problem with one of the main computers, dialed the employee’s home phone number and was greeted with a child’s whisper, “Hello.“

“Is your daddy home?” he asked.

“Yes,” whispered the small voice.

“May I talk with him?“

The child whispered, “No.”

Surprised, and wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked, “Is your mommy there?“

“Yes.”

“May I talk with her?“

Again the small voice whispered, “No.”

Hoping there was somebody with whom he could leave a message, the boss asked, “Is anybody else there?“

“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?“

“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 earpiece 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 even more then just a little frustrated the boss asked, “What are they searching for?“

Still whispering, the young voice replied along with a muffled giggle:

“ME”