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20 Dollars
What Women Should Know
How Old Am I?
Silent Lucidity
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Twenty Dollars
Uploaded 6/98

A man came home from work late again, tired and irritated, to find
his 5 year old son waiting for him at the door.
"Daddy, may I ask you a question?"
"Yeah, sure, what is it?"
replied the man.
"Daddy, how much money do you make an hour?"
"That's none of your business! What makes you ask such a thing?"

the man said angrily.
"I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?"
pleaded the little boy.
"If you must know, I make $20.00 an hour."
the little boy replied, head bowed. Looking up, he said,
"Daddy,may I borrow $10.00 please?"

The father was furious. "If the only reason you wanted to know how
much money I make is just so you can borrow some to buy a silly toy or
some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and
go to bed. Think about why you're being so selfish. I work long, hard
hours everyday and don't have time for such childish games."

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man
sat down and started to get even madder about the little boy's

How dare he ask such questions only to get some money. After an hour or
so,the man had calmed down, and started to think he may have been a
little hard on his son. Maybe there was something he really needed to
buy with that $10.00 and he really didn't ask for money very often.
The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.
"Are you asleep son?" he asked. "No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy.
"I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier," said the
man."It's been a long day and I took my aggravation out on you. Here's
that $10.00 you asked for."

The little boy sat straight up, beaming. "Oh, thank you daddy!" he
yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow, he pulled out some more crumpled up bills.
The man, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get angry again.
The little boy slowly counted out his money, then looked up at the man.
"Why did you want more money if you already had some?" the father grumbled.
"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied.
"Daddy, I have $20.00 now. Can I buy an hour of your time?"

Share this story with someone you like...but better yet, share
$20.00 worth of time with someone you love.

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Uploaded 9/01 old love she can imagine going back to
...and one who reminds her how far she has come

...enough money within her control to move out and rent a place
of her own even if she never wants to or needs to

...something perfect to wear if the employer or date of her dreams
wants to see her in an hour

...a youth she's content to leave behind
...a past juicy enough that she's looking forward to retelling it
in her old age

...a set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill, and a black lace bra friend who always makes her laugh, and one who lets her cry
...a good piece of furniture not previously owned by anyone else
in her family

...eight matching plates, wine glasses with stems, and a recipe
for a meal that will make her guests feel honored..

...a feeling of control over her destiny

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... to fall in love without losing herself to quit a job, break up with a lover,
and confront a friend without ruining the friendship

...when to try harder
and when to walk away

...that she can't change the length of her calves, the width of
her hips, or the nature of her parents
...that her childhood may not have been perfect, but its over

...what she would and wouldn't do for love or more to live alone, even if she doesn't like it
...whom she can trust, whom she can't, and why she shouldn't take
it personally

...where to go; be it to her best friend's kitchen table,
or a charming inn in the woods
when her soul needs soothing

...what she can and can't accomplish in a day... a month...
and a year...

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How Old Am I?

Uploaded 8/01

One evening a grandson was talking to his grandmother about current events.
He asked what he thought about the shootings at schools, the computer age,
and just things in general.

The grandma replied, "Well, let me think a minute ... I was born before
television, penicillin, polio shots, frozen foods, Xerox, contact lenses,
Frisbees and the pill.

There was no radar, credit cards, laser beams or ball-point pens. Man had
not invented pantyhose, air conditioners, dishwashers, clothes dryers, well
the clothes were hung out to dry in the fresh air and man hadn't yet walked
on the moon.

Your grandfather and I got married first -- and then lived together. Every
family had a father and a mother, and every boy over 14 had a rifle that
his dad taught him how to use and respect. And they went huntin' and fishin'

Until I was 25, I called every man older than I, 'Sir' --- and after I
turned 25, I still called policemen and every man with a title, 'Sir.'
Sundays were set aside for going to church as a family, helping those in
need, and visiting with family or neighbors.

We were before gay-rights, computer-dating, dual careers, daycare
centers,and group therapy.

Our lives were governed by the Ten Commandments, good judgment, and common
sense. We were taught to know the difference between right and wrong and to
stand up and take responsibility for our actions.

Serving your country was a privilege; living here was a bigger privilege.

We thought fast food was what people ate during Lent.

Having a meaningful relationship meant getting along with your cousins.

Draft dodgers were people who closed their front doors when the evening
breeze started.

Time-sharing meant time the family spent together in the evenings and
weekends -- not purchasing condominiums.

We never heard of FM radios, tape decks, CDs, electric typewriters, yogurt,
or guys wearing ear rings. We listened to the Big Bands, Jack Benny,and the
President's speeches on our radios.

And I don't ever remember any kid blowing his brains out listening to Tommy

If you saw anything with 'Made in Japan' on it, it was junk. The term
'making out' referred to how you did on your school exam.

Pizza Hut, McDonald's, and instant coffee were unheard of. We had '5 &
Dime' stores where you could actually buy things for 5 and 10 cents.

Ice cream cones, phone calls, rides on a streetcar, and a Pepsi were all a
nickel. And if you didn't want to splurge, you could spend your nickel on
enough stamps to mail 1 letter and 2 postcards.

You could buy a new Chevy Coupe for $600, but who could afford one? Too
bad, because gas was 11 cents a gallon.

In my day, 'grass' was mowed, 'coke' was a cold drink, 'pot' was something
your mother cooked in, and 'rock music' way your grandmother's lullaby.

Aids' were helpers in the Principal's office, 'chip' meant a piece of wood,
'hardware' was found in a hardware store, and 'software' wasn't even a word.

And we were the last generation to actually believe that a lady needed a
husband to have a baby.

No wonder people call us "old and confused" and say there is a generation gap

... and I am only 59 years old.

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Silent Lucidity
Uploaded 7/98

Hush now, don't you cry
Wipe away the teardrop from your eye
You're lying safe in bed
It was all a bad dream
Spinning in your head
Your mind tricked you to feel the pain
Of someone close to you leaving the game of life
So here it is, another chance
Wide awake you face the day
Your dream is over... or has it just begun?

There's a place I like to hide
A doorway that I run through in the night
Relax child, you were there
But only didn't realize it and you were scared
It's a place where you will learn
To face your fears, retrace the years
And ride the whims of your mind
Commanding in another world
Suddenly you hear and see
This magic new dimension

I- will be watching over you
I- am gonna help you see it through
I- will protect you in the night
I- am smiling next to you, in Silent Lucidity

[Visualize your dream]
[Record it in the present tense]
[Put it into a permanent form]
[If you persist in your efforts]
[You can achieve dream control]
[Dream control]
[How's that then, better?]
[Hug me]

If you open your mind for me
You won't rely on open eyes to see
The walls you built within
Come tumbling down, and a new world will begin
Living twice at once you learn
You're safe from the pain in the dream domain
A soul set free to fly
A round trip journey in your head
Master of illusion, can you realize
Your dream's alive, you can be the guide but...

I- will be watching over you
I- am gonna help to see it through
I- will protect you in the night
I- am smiling next to you....

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Now Everyone Say it with Me.. Uploaded 10/01

"I will NOT get bad luck, lose my friends, or lose my mailing lists
if DON'T forward an e-mail. I will NOT hear any music, see a taco
dog, or see a cool pop up screen if DO forward an e-mail.

Bill Gates is NOT going to send me money, Victoria's Secret doesn't
know anything about a gift certificate they're supposed to send me
and Ford will not give me a 50% discount even if I have forwarded
my e-mail to more than 50 people.

I will NEVER receive gift certificates, coupons, or freebies from
Coke Cola, Cracker Barrel, Old Navy, or anyone else if I send an
e-mail to 10 people who don't know who the heck I am anyway.

I will NEVER see a pop up window if I forward an e-mail ...

My phone will not MYSTERIOUSLY ring after I forward an e-mail.
There is NO SUCH THING as an e-mail tracking program, and I am
not STUPID enough to think that someone will send me $100 for
forwarding an e-mail to 10 or more people.

There is no kid with cancer through the Make a Wish program in
England collecting anything. He did when he was 7 yrs old. He is
now cancer free and 35 years old and DOESN'T WANT ANYMORE POST

The government does not have a bill in congress called 901B (or
whatever they named it this week) that if passed will enable them
to charge us 5 cents for every sent e-mail.

There will be NO cool dancing, singing, waving, colorful flower,
character, or program I will receive immediately after I forward
an e-mail.

People are just trying to talk me into doing it to make me look like
a fool.
The American Red Cross will NOT donate 50 cents to a certain
individual dying of some never heard of before disease for every
e-mail address I send this to. The American Red Cross RECEIVES
donations, they don't donate!

And finally, I WILL NOT let others guilt me into sending things on
to my friends for fear they will think I am not their friend ...
or by telling me I have no conscious or don't believe in JESUS

If God wants to send me a message, I believe the bushes in my yard
will burn before He picks up a PC to pass it along ... but even
if it does come by e-mail, HE will send me one at which point I'm
SURE I will know it will be from HIM. AND if He does, I'm sure He
will care enough to delete all those annoying forwards inside

Now, repeat this 4 times to yourself until you've memorized it and
then send it along to at least 5 of your friends before the next
full moon or you will surely be constipated for the next 3 months
and all of your hair will fall out!!!!

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