A successful, aging businessman leaves the following note on the dining room table for his wife:
Darling,
I know that we have have a wonderfully open and trusting marriage together, and that I am still very much in love with you; however, we have come to a point in our lives as a couple where you as a 54 year old woman cannot satisfy all of my male physical needs. Therefore, I will be spending the remainder of the evening at the Comfort Inn with my 18 year old executive assistant. I am sure that you will appreciate my honesty and forthrightness in this matter. I will be home shortly after midnight.
When he arrived home, he found the following response written on the back of his original note:
My loving husband,
Thank you for note alearting me to your evening's plans. After reading your message, I went ahead and made plans for my evening as well. Since I teach math at the local community college, it was not very difficult for me to find my own 18 year old student to spend the evening with me at the Doubletree. As you, too, are 54 years old and have used math throughout your business career, you will note that we are on essentially a level field with one exception: 18 goes into 54 more times than 54 goes into 18, therefore I will not be home until some time tomorrow night at the earliest.
Friday, July 28, 2006
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Dispatch from Manassas Junction 4

Unfortunately for me, I don't know everyone's name in this photo, but this is our company waiting to march out Sunday afternoon. Missing from the back row are Fred Yokubaitis, "Hi-Fi Mike" Corso, and Bill "Bucket" Graswich. Fred and Mike were fetching water, and Bill was "elsewhere" at the time. Captain George Hatcher is three men to the left of me (light gray battle shirt, leaning on a sword), Sgt. Tudd Dean is mostly obscured by Cpl. Holloway(?), Wes Crisp is behind the tall guy named Jeff, John Feldt is behind Jeff, Louis is next behind me, then Scott Corso and Gary Booker, then some very friendly guys from the 37th NC, and the last two on the right are Anthony McShane and Cpl. Tyler Dean. Private Bucket, to his credit, did eventually find us on the field just before we marched into battle.
Dispatch from Manassas Junction 3

Look yonder at ye general, standing like a stone wall (or something to that effect). The guy in the center cuts a very fair (and intentional) impression of Thomas Jackson--better even than the fellow in "GaG" (Gods and Generals).
You've heard of a herd of cattle, a flock of geese, a bevy of beauties, a murder of crows? To the right of the picture you can see a confusion of officers.
Dispatch from Manassas Junction 2

This is the reserve Confederate battle line. The main force is on the other side of the hill that the line of battle faces. Behind the camera is a couple of hundred more soldiers in line. There were a goodly number of people there, and the Cornfederate to Federal ratio was allegedly 60/40 for the event. Fred (in the foreground) has some strange spots on his hat.
Dispatch from Manassas Junction 1

Some guys from the 9th Texas fell in with the 37th North Carolina at the 145th Anniversary Reenactment of First Manassas/First Bull Run. Standing L-R John Feldt, Gary Booker, Wesley Crisp, Scott Corso, Fred Yokubaitis, Me, New Guy, Fred's friend Jeff. Kneeling L-R Bill Graswich, Mike Corso, Anthony McShane. Behind us, just behind the tree line, is Cedar Creek where we dipped our feet and drank beer after the horrors of warfare. It was quite nice.
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Recently Declassified

Heh. This just forwarded to me in an email:
Here is the recently discovered photo of the top-secret fighter the U.S. used during WWII. This fighter is the real reason we beat the Jap Navy. It is speculated the U.S. Navy did not share this technology with the Army Air Corps in the European theater because they didn’t want to risk one falling into the hands of the Germans: a technologically superior country to Japan (THEY might have actually figured out how to fly it).
Monday, July 17, 2006
Goodnight, Doll
Mickey Spillane, dead at age 88. I suspect foul play, if only for old times' sake.
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