1 2 3 4 five, six, seven , eight , nine, ten, 

What happened was that I think in several languages I started to count in Greek, Hebrew, Arabic and then Korean and French.

 Something else I learned after moving to Indiana, that rail road is pronounced ray road and that I could have a crick in my neck but the creek down by the shore is also pronounced crick. 

The things I never new (knew)

 Hope that your having a better today that yesterday and not as good as tomorrow for the Sage says "Hold on to your center, for man was made to sit quietly and find the truth within. "

You are accepted, you are valued, you are loved!  

 Love, Denis

 Sorry, About that

Denis 

A poster read: "God is dead" - Nietzche. The graffiti underneath read: "Nietzche is dead" - God.

What do you get when you cross an atheist with a Jehovahs Witness?.... Someone who knocks at your door for no apparent reason.

Following the death of Quasimodo. the Bishop of the Cathedral Church of Notre Dame sent word throughout the streets of Paris that a new bellringer would need to be appointed. The Bishop decided that he would himself conduct the interviews, and went up into the belfry to interview the candidates. After observing several applicants demonstrate their skills, he decided to call it a day, when an armless man approached him announcing that he was there to apply for the post.. The Bishop, incredulous declared, " My Son, you have no arms!" " No matter" replied the man. He then proceeded to strike the bells with his face, producing the most beautiful melody on the carillon. The Bishop was astonished, believing he had indeed found a suitable replacement for Quasimodo. But in rushing forward to strike a bell, the armless man tripped, and plunged headlong out of the belfry to his death in the street below. The Bishop, stunned rushed to his side. When he reached the street, a crowd had gathered around the fallen figure, drawn by the beauty of the music they had heard, but a moment before. As they parted in silence to allow the Bishop through, one of the number asked " Bishop, who was this man?"

..wait for it...

wait for it.....

.." I don't know his name" replied the Bishop sadly, " But his face rings a bell."

WAIT, WAIT! not through yet!

The following day, despite the sadness that weighed heavily on his heart following the death of the armless camponologist, the Bishop continued his interviews for a bell ringer for Notre Dame. The first man to approach addressed him, "Your Grace, I am the brother of the poor armless wretch who fell to his death from this belfry yesterday. I pray that you will allow me to replace him." The Bishop agreed to an audition, but as the man reached to strike the first bell, he groaned, clutched at his chest, collapsed, and died on the spot. Two monks, hearing the cries of grief from the Bishop at the tragedy, rushed up the stairs...... "What as happened? Who is this man?" they cried. " I don't know his name" exclaimed the distraught Bishop,.........

wait for it.......

wait for it

wait for it

........." I don't know his name............but he's a dead ringer for his brother."

Now share that wee smile with another!

 Denis