Now I'm not gonna be rude about this, but, it did bring to mind a
little story that I thought I would pass along via the blog.
It has to do with one of the many differences between men and
women; The story goes that women were designed as the
homemakers and were allocated 5000 words to say per day.
Men on the other hand were designed as hunter gatherers and
were allocated only 1000 words to say per day.
Picture the pre nuclear family, the man goes to work, talks with
his workmates, calls into the Pub (Bar) for a drink, chats with his
mates there and then goes home, having used up most of his 1000
words already, he doesn't have much to say!
The woman during this same time has yelled at the kids a few
times, maybe had a short chat to the check out chick at the store
done her solitary housework chores and is really "on for a chat"
when the man comes home, as she still has most of her 5000
words left unused.
You can see without me needing to point it out that this leaves a
sizable conversation gap, which can in turn lead to other differences.
I told you that story so that I could tell you this one; During
the time that I co-owned a property with my friends Margaret
and Lyle we lived quite seperatlely to one another but used to
share an evening meal, as well as the cooking and cleaning up
That is to say Margaret and I shared the cooking and cleaning up,
during the washing up time Margaret used to chatter away happily
and it became a social part of her/our day, having just discovered
the gem of wisdom about the number of words we were allocated as
men and women I innocently passed this on one evening as we did
It took 2/3 days for the relative silence of the dish washing time to
sink in (no pun intended) when I asked about it Margaret told me
that she had assumed I was telling her not to burden me with her
excess words, we managed to sort this out and resumed the social
event during dish washing again.
Okay, I told you that story so I could tell you this one; I am
visiting Margaret tomorrow to help her install a broadband internet
connection, she will then be joining us shortly as the "Margaret"
listed on my side bar, I'm hoping she will get lots of pleasure from
her blogsite as this is the lady who lost her husband and youngest
son last year, and she could do with a bit of cheer for a change.
Following this visit I will continue on to Brisbane and spend the
"weekend with Warren' what a worry" so blogging may be scarce
over the next few days.
Did you ever have one of those days?
A Highway Patrolman pulled a car over and told the driver that
because he had been wearing his seat belt, he had just won
$5,000 in the statewide safety competition.
"What are you going to do with the money?" asked the policeman.
"Well, I guess I'm going to get a driver's license," he answered.
"Oh, don't listen to him," yelled a woman in the passenger seat.
"He's a smart ass when he's drunk."
This woke up the guy in the back seat who took one look at the
cop and moaned," I knew we wouldn't get far in a stolen car."
At that moment, there was a knock from the trunk and a voice said,
in Spanish, "Are we over the border yet?"