Christmas in October.

Note; we don't celebrate either Halloween or Thanksgiving in Australia
So it's just a build up to a Christmas crescendo from now to Christmas.

It's almost two and a half months until Christmas Guys!!!

Big W is a variety store probably not unlike Wal Mart, it is a part of the
Australian food giant "Woolworths".

I believe this Christmas display was put up on the weekend of Oct. 13/14,
at this stage the supermarkets do not have Christmas displays up, which
is a little surprising as they don't normally like to be beaten to the punch.

As Christmas draws a little nearer these small displays will be dwarfed by the
ones that follow, our whole shopping centres will become giant playgrounds for
Santa and his elves and reindeer,
With so much Ho, Ho, Hoing going on that one tires quickly of the commercial
side of Christmas.

Then a wonderous thing happens... between Christmas and New Year all the
sales of Christmas Cards and Decorations are held... and as if by magic on
Jan. 2.... it is all replaced by EASTER promotions.
There are Easter eggs, cards, decorations and my favourites, Hot Cross Buns
in wild profusion until magically on March 26, which is the Wed. after Easter
2008, they too will all disappear.... just a mere 5 months to go!!!!!!


It seems ages since I posted a joke, here's one I liked.

Ole Blue.

A young farm lad from North Iowa goes off to college, but about 1/3 of
the way through the semester, he has foolishly squandered away all of the
money his parents gave him.
Then he gets an idea. He calls his daddy. "Dad," he says, "you won't believe
the wonders that modern education is coming up with! Why, they actually
have a program here at Iowa State that will teach our dog Ole Blue how to talk!"

"That's absolutely amazing," his father says. "How do I get him in that
program?"

"Just send him down here with $1,000" the boy says. "I'll get him into
the course." So, his father sends the dog and the $1,000. About 2/3 way
through the semester, the money runs out. The boy calls his father again.

"So how's Ole Blue doing, son," his father asks.

"Awesome, D ad, he's talking up a storm," he says, "but you just won't
believe this - they've had such good results with this program that
they've implemented a new one to teach the animals how to READ!"

"READ," says his father, "No kidding! What do I have to do to get him
in that program?"

Just send $2,500, I'll get him in the class." His father sends the money.
The boy now has a problem. At the end of the year, his father will find
out that the dog can neither talk, nor read. So he shoots the dog.
When he gets home at the end of the semester, his father is all excited.

"Where's Ole Blue? I just can’t wait to see him talk and read something!"

"Dad," the boy says, "I have some grim news. Yesterday morning, just
before we left to drive home, Ole Blue was in the living room kicked back in
the recliner, reading the Wall Street Journal, like he usually does. Then
he turned to me and asked, 'So, is your daddy still messin' around with
that little redhead who lives in town?'

The father says, "I hope you SHOT that son of a bitch before he talks to
your Mother!"

"I sure did, Dad!"

"That's my boy!"

(The kid went on to be a successful lawyer.......)