Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Some PotPourri...A couple of UPDATE'S, and NEWSBUSTED!!

UPDATE: I'm presently listening and watching President Obama's "Town Hall Meeting" in New Hampshire, and I've already caught at least one lie, like the AARP being "on board" with the proposed Health Care Plan. Well Sir, last evening O'Reilly had a representative of the AARP who staunchly denied that the AARP was "on board" with the plan. Who's Lying?? The AARP or Obama.

UPDATE #2: According to Newscaster Charlie Gibson, the AARP strongly DENIES being on board with the Healthcare Reform Bill. Oh Well, must be Mr. Obama was simply "misinformed" by his people!


Hmmm, well at any rate, I couldn't help but notice that ALL the folks sittin behind him while he gave his speech were clapping and applauding at almost every opportunity. Could it be that the meeting was stacked with Obama supporters? Nahhh!

Right now a majority of the polls are showing that between 50 and 60% of Americans are against this reform bill, but who cares about that?

Rather than ramble on about this I'll leave you all with a famous quote by George Bernard Shaw;

"The Government that robs from Peter to pay Paul can always depend on Paul's support."

I think that says it all. Think about it!!

I'm a "Senior", so I'm very concerned!!


But first, we can now finally put the Obama Birth Certificate controversy to rest. He just released it to the media, so I guess that settles THAT!





Now, fer a little prognosticated wisdom that unfortunately appears to have come true!

"A nation of sheep will beget a government of wolves." - Edward R... Murrow

A real GREAT golf story:

A father, son and grandfather went to the country club for their weekly round of golf.

Just as they reached the first tee, a beautiful young blonde woman
carrying her bag of clubs approached them.

She explained that the member who brought her to the club for a round of golf had an emergency that called him away, and asked the trio whether she could join them.

Naturally, the guys all agreed.

Smiling, the blonde thanked them and said, "Look, fellows, I work in a topless bar as a dancer, so nothing shocks me anymore. If any of you want to smoke cigars, have a beer, bet, swear, tell off-color stories or do anything that you normally do when playing a round together, go ahead But I enjoy playing golf, and consider myself pretty good at it, so don't try to coach me on how to play my shots."

With that the guys agreed to relax and invited her to hit first.

All eyes were fastened on her shapely behind as she bent over to place her ball on the tee. She then took her driver and hit the ball 270 yards down the middle, right in front of the green.

The father's mouth was agape. "That was beautiful," he said.

The blonde put her driver away and said, "I really didn't get into it, and I faded it a little." After the three guys hit their drives and their second shots, the blonde took out an eight iron and lofted the ball within five feet of the pin.

The son said, "Damn, lady, you played that perfectly."

The blonde frowned and said, "It was a little weak, but even a soft seven would have been too much club. I've left a tricky little putt."

She then tapped in the five-footer for a birdie.

Having the honors, she hit first on the second hole, knocked the hell out of the ball, and it landed nearly 300 yards away, smack in the middle of the fairway.

For the rest of the round the statuesque blonde continued to amaze the guys, quietly and methodically shooting par or less on every hole.

When they arrived at the 18th green, the blonde was three under, and had a very nasty 12-foot putt on an undulating green for a par. She turned to the three guys and said, "I really want to thank you all for not acting like a bunch of chauvinists and telling me what club to use or how to play a shot, but I need this putt for a 69 and I'd really like to break 70 on this course....

...... If any one of you can tell me how to make par on this hole, I'll take him back to my apartment, pour some 35-year-old Single Malt Strathmill Scotch in him, fix him a steak dinner, and then show him a very good time for the rest of the night.."

The yuppie son jumped at the thought! He strolled across the green, carefully eyeing the line of the putt and finally said, "Honey, aim about 6 inches to the right of the hole and hit it firm. It will get over that little hump and break right into the cup."

The father knelt down and sighted the putt using his putter as a plumb, "Don't listen to the kid, darlin', you want to hit it softly 10 inches to the right and let it run left down that little hogback, so it falls into the cup."

The old gray-haired grandfather walked over to the blonde's ball, picked it up, handed it to her and said, "That's a gimme, sweetheart."

The blonde smiled and said, "Your car or mine?"


A noted psychiatrist was a guest speaker at an academic function where Obama happened to appear. Obama took the opportunity to schmooze the good doctor a bit and asked him a question with which he was most at ease.

'Would you mind telling me, Doctor,' he asked, 'how you detect a mental deficiency in somebody who appears completely normal?'

'Nothing is easier,' he replied. 'You ask a simple question which anyone should answer with no trouble. If the person hesitates, that puts you on the track.'

'What sort of question?' asked Obama.

Well, you might ask, 'Captain Cook made three trips around the world and died during one of them. Which one?''

Obama thought a moment, and then said with a nervous laugh,

'You wouldn't happen to have another example would you? I must confess I don't know much about history.'