Humor/Lighten Up;
 

I believe in having serious fun.  I enjoy making "purple snowflakes".  I cherish the gift of laughter.  ...to be continued...I have heard it said: "Rome wasn't built in a day".  "That's because I wasn't overseeing the project!", bada bing...please, can I have a drum roll Smitty?...For this journey as a precaution...one of many lists will be a list of available to/for me, Medical Doctor's with Efficient Nurse's, including Name, Telephone Number, Location, Hours available, etc.  Now my definition of an efficient nurse is a nurse who can make the patient without disturbing the bed...bada bing...please, can I have another drum roll Smitty?...are we having serious fun yet?...Angels can fly because they take themselves lightly. .....According to my Admiral who has many years of boating/fishing/ocean experience:  I have a mind like a steel trap.  Nothing gets in!". ....."Great!" I replied, I have a water tight compartment.  I hope I never suffer from a hardening of the attitudes...my admiral tells her friends the reason I get along so well with children who are DEAF, is because they cannot hear, and I do not listen.  The difference being they act their age...my admiral is always complimenting me....joe and jill went up the hill, to turn the water spigot on, joe fell down, and jill came over and licked my face. I Love our mutt!  ..... My admiral asked me earlier today what time my dental appointment was on Thursday?  I said: "tooth-hurty", why? ..... double D, I will get ready to go out to dinner as soon as I finish putting these M &M's in alphabetical order, I'm having a problem with the 'w's!  I do require a lot of time to get ready to go out amongst the publix.  According to her, concerning me, time may be a great healer, but it's a lousy beautician.  .....  I have applied to be a junior lifeguard at our local car wash, it is my hope that it will be more fun than my last positon as an obstacle on a golf course during the winter in NJ.  ......  BILLBOARDS:  What language do billboards speak?  Sign Language.  ..... This evening, having dinner with my Admiral
at our local Dairy Queen, my Admiral tried to butter me up, by informing me that I am a storehouse full of useless information.  ..... smile  .....  Buckle up. It makes it harder for the aliens to snatch you from your boat.  .....



If anyone is wondering why I am the way that I am, oops, almost forgot, almost  .....




I think it's the 4th from the bottoms up of this page is lovingly dedicated to what's her name, my Admiral, the beach princess (BP), the dysfunctional docker (double D), the "I want to see how fast I can rub all the numbers off of the new credit card",...a lovely, wonderful, terrific, sensational boat rocker, who is slaving over a hot microwave for me as I type.  Not all of my dreams float.  My dream admiral is proof to me.  That dreams do come true for me and I hope for you.  My admiral, who loves to see the sea as much as I. Who loves to fish (surf or boat) with me.  Who wants to trawler as much as I.  Who loves to play and have fun as much as I.   My admiral to me is *****"Nua Nua Loi"!  I am blessed and I Love You!  ...to be continued..as we merrily, merrily, merrily, life, is but a dream, trudge the road to a happy destiny, with my chocolate covered foot in my mouth, enjoying our journey, sustaining accerleration, steady as we go.   Real Big SMILE!

American Sign Language (ASL) Alphabet

will be added ASAP!

Happy As A Clam

Then there is researcher Peter Fong, who has given new meaning to the expression "happy as a clam." The Gettysburg College biologist stumbled onto the fact that molluscs reproduce at 10 times their normal rate if Prozac is dumped in the water.

Fong was pursuing research on the basic nervous system of fingernail clams when he discovered that if he dumped the antidepressant into the water, the clams would start reproducing madly.

"It's a piece of wonderful science and it sounds utterly ridiculous at the same time," Abrahams said.

Traffic was backed up almost to a standstill this morning as I drove to work. I turned on the radio to listen to my favourite rock station but they were playing Rockabilly which I absolutely detest.

So I decided to ram the dial for something better and happened to tune in a local talk show host who was ranting about government waste of funds on useless research projects.

He was objecting to congress funding a project to a team in Gettysburg, PA , that was feeding clams and other molluscs large doses of Prozac to determine its effect on these sea dwellers. He cited this as an example of government waste.

I immediately phoned him on my cellular phone and found myself on the air.

The host was very unhappy when I told him that this research was very important as it was essential to determine if Prozac was effective as a mussel relaxant.

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By the Ocean

A couple lived near the ocean and used to walk the beach a lot. One summer they noticed a girl who was at the beach pretty much every day. She wasn't unusual, nor was the travel bag she carried, except for one thing; she would approach people who were sitting on the beach, glance around furtively, then speak to them.

Generally the people would respond negatively and she would wander off, but occasionally someone would nod and there would be a quick exchange of money and something she carried in her bag. The couple assumed she was selling drugs, and debated calling the cops, but since they didn't know
for sure they just continued to watch her.
After a couple of weeks the wife said, "Honey, have you ever noticed that she only goes up to people with boom boxes and other electronic devices?"

He hadn't and said so. Then she said, "Tomorrow I want you to get a towel and our big radio and go lie out on the beach. Then we can find out what she's really doing."

Well, the plan went off without a hitch and the wife was almost hopping up and down with anticipation when she saw the girl talk to her husband and then leave. The man walked up the beach and met his wife at the road.
"Well, Is she selling drugs?" she asked excitedly.

"No, she's not," he said, enjoying this probably more than he should have.

"Well, What is it, then? What does she do?" his wife fairly shrieked.

The man grinned and said, "She's a battery salesperson."

Batteries?" cried the wife. "Yes," he replied. She sells C cells by the sea shore.

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Please folks join us in song and sing the songs my admiral and I love and know by heart...

Come monday
By: jimmy buffett
1974
Headin’ up to san francisco
For the labor day weekend show
I’ve got my hush-puppies on
I guess I never was meant for glitter rock and roll
And honey I didn’t know
That I’d be missin’ you so

Chorus:
Come monday, it’ll be all right
Come monday, I’ll be holdin’ you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown l. a. haze
And I just want you back by my side

Yes, it’s been quite a summer
Rent-a-cars and west-bound trains
And now you’re off on vacation
Somethin’ you tried to explain
And darlin’, since I love you so
That’s the reason I just let you go

Chorus:
Come monday, it’ll be all right
Come monday, I’ll be holdin’ you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown l. a. haze
And I just want you back by my side

I can’t help it honey
You’re that much a part of me now
Remember that night in montana
When we said there’d be no room for doubt

I hope you’re enjoyin’ the scen’ry
I know that it’s pretty up there
We can go hikin’ on tuesday
With you I’d walk anywhere
California has worn me quite thin
I just can’t wait to see you again

Chorus:
Come monday, it’ll be all right
Come monday, I’ll be holdin’ you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown l. a. haze
And I just want you back by my side

Son Of A Son Of A Sailor
By: Jimmy Buffett
1978

As the son of a son of a sailor
I went out on the sea for adventure
Expanding the view of the captain and crew
Like a man just released from indenture

As a dreamer of dreams and a travelin' man
I have chalked up many a mile
Read dozens of books about heroes and crooks
And I learned much from both of their styles

Chorus:
Son of a son, son of a son
Son of a son of a sailor
Son of a gun, load the last ton
One step ahead of the jailer

Now away in the near future
Southeast of disorder
You can shake the hand of the mango man
As he greats you at the border

And the lady she hails from Trinidad
Island of the spices
Salt for your meat, and cinnamon sweet
And the rum is for all your good vices

Haul the sheet in as we ride on the wind
That our forefathers harnessed before us
Hear the bells ring as the tight rigging sings
It's a son of a gun of a chorus

Where it all ends I can't fathom my friends
If I knew I might toss out my anchor
So I cruise along always searchin' for songs
Not a lawyer a thief or a banker

But a son of a son, son of a son
Son of a son of a sailor
Son of a gun, load the last ton
One step ahead of the jailer

I'm just a son of a son, son of a son
Son of a son of a sailor
The sea's in my veins, my tradition remains
I'm just glad I don't live in a trailer

(Post lyrics here to)

He went to Paris - Jimmy Buffett

A Pirate Looks at Forty - Jimmy Buffett

Changes in Lattitudes - Jimmy Buffett
Changes in Attitudes

(Post her favorite Dean Martin song lyrics here)

Return to me 
Oh my dear I'm so lonely
Hurry back, hurry back
Oh my love hurry back I'm yours

Return to me
For my heart wants you only
Hurry home, hurry home
Won't you please hurry home to my heart

My darling, if I hurt you I'm sorry
Forgive me and please say you are mine

Return to me
Please come back bella mia
Hurry back, hurry home to my arms
To my lips and my heart

Retorna me
Cara mia ti amo
Solo tu, solo tu, solo tu, solo tu
Mio cuore

You're nobody til somebody loves you
You're nobody til somebody cares
You may be king, you may possess the world and it's gold
But gold won't bring you happiness when you're growing old
The world still is the same, you never change it
As sure as the stars shine above
You're nobody til somebody loves you
So find yourself somebody to love

The world still is the same, you never change it
As sure as the stars shine above
Well, you're nobody til somebody loves you
So find yourself somebody to love


It is my desire and hope that my Admiral never, ever goes for a green tea, and say's "Wait here, I will be right back!

(above needs some work done by me real soon)


If, during your visit to this site, you were able to smile, laugh, dream, feel creative, or use your imagination...then please Thank *Ken Williams and God, not me.  Folks like you give me more love and attention than my pride and ego can handle.  Pass it on!

If , during your visit to this site, you were offended in any way, please tell me. 

*denotes my eternal debt of gratitude to Ken Williams for his untiring efforts in writing his experiences crossing the Atlantic.  For Ken Williams providing me this web site FREE of charge (including his technical support 24/7 365 days a year.  I thank him for creating a wonderful web site builder.  I thank him for allowing me to complicate the hell of a very easy to understand, simple, fun and do soft ware development program, that built my web site.  Even though in my case, that I am "stuck on stupid" at times, doing the best I can with what I have left of a "brain".  If you would like to build your own web site FREE of charge and have the help and support of a "genius" who knows his stuff and will be with you through out your way, then do so by clicking on  the words :  "Build your own website now - FREE" below bottom right.  May I suggest, unlike me, that you read his easy to follow instructions first.  Print out copies for future reference as he suggested.  Have fun, use your own imagination, creativity, and "brain", you cannot break it,  the good Lord,  and Ken Williams knows how hard I have tried. If I can do it, any body can.  Good Luck!   dreams float joe

As for me, I will not build any web site for anyone that will have me as a web site builder.

Mindreading on the Saturdays that fall on a weekday only!

***** denotes my just hang loosey goosey translation of an Hawaiian expression/saying for "No one finer"! and their is NO one, five star  AAA approved, AKC registered, USDA  inspected,  Nua  Nua  Loi to me than my Admiral!"  Now, I want  to thank my Admiral, who loves all my wacky ideas, this being just one.  I just want to be her one and only 'cabana boy' for the rest of our natural lives together to infinity and beyond.  A fellow can dream can't he?

All my Love,
All my Life,

your cb  (Cabana Boy, for those of you who never heard of a cb).  

I intend to live forever, so far, so good! 

A
Big
THANK YOU

to
everyone who has visited this here after,
for freely giving of your time and visiting my

wacky idea of a web feeted site.

-dreams float joe