Grand Kids: 01/01/2005

Another great site to waste time on!!

Of course...I had to do a Googlism on my name...but everybody else's name was funnier to me! I got a big laugh when I did a Googlism on "old guy"...for example...
"old guy is really not a crazy old guy" :)

I added a pic to the NeoBlog

Today is my dad's birthday. Helluva way to spend it. :-(

Happy birthday, Daddy, if you're lurking. I love you.

Is there a link to the NE paper with Marvin's obit? Or is there anyway anybody get me a hardcopy as well as a funeral program?

	MARLER—Marvin G., 78 yrs, Omaha. Retired UPRR. Preceded in death by parents, Morris G. and Margaret; brother, Norman. Survived by wife of 58 years, Dorothy J. "Rebel" Marler; sons and daughters-in-law, Robin and Vicki, of Omaha, Kevin and Barbara, Allen, TX; grandchildren, Kelly and husband Jeff Sichta, Korie Marler, Kyle and wife Julie Marler, all of Omaha, Kasey and wife Julie Marler, Jonesborough, TN, Tina and husband Craig Woods, Dallas, TX, Jon and wife Monica Marler, Austin, TX; 5 great-grandchildren; brothers, Carl and wife Bertha, Pocatello, ID, Frank and wife Sandy, Oxnard, CA, Richard and wife Sharon, St. Anthony, ID. SERVICES Wed 11am, Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, 12009 S. 84th St. Interment Hillcrest. Memorials to the Arthritis Foundation or the Nebraska Lung Association. VISITATION from 3pm Tues. with family receivng friends 6-8pm West Center Chapel. HEAFEY-HEAFEY-HOFFMANN DWORAK-CUTLER WEST CENTER CHAPEL 78th & West Center 391-3900

Does anyone know if there is a charitable organization that Dorothy would like a donation made to in Marvin's name instead of sending flowers?

I just finished a instant message with dad and he asked that I pass some information along to everyone on the blog. This is bad news, so you might want to have a seat. :( I'm going to kinda cut and paste this.

Uncle Marvin passed away about 2 hours ago in Omaha from a heart attack. He has been in bad shape with his lungs for many years now. His lungs were calcifying so the heart attack was a kindness for him. We aren't expected to respond in any way. Just need to be aware. He was working (volunteer) at the church's family information center (geneology) when it happened. Went very quickly. I don't have an address for Aunt Dorothy, but as she has alergies so Dad suggested an e-card can be sent to marvin3@cox.net . We need to keep aunt Dorothy and the family in our prayers.

I have many fond memories of Uncle Marvin and will keep him dear to my heart.

Ray

I can now add Professional Poker player to my resume. I came in 3rd at the final table in a holdem tourney in Jackpot last light. Lots of fun.

Yes enjoy while it is still a parody

Real change is happening now. not nessesarily for the best. Take action now

Enjoy this parody about ordering a pizza in the VERY near future.

Big Brother says Anchovies ??

In my mind's eye, she is still this little 5-year old with long curly ponytails that bounce when she muppet-runs across the playground. I am always so shocked when she walks into the room a tall, beautiful, intelligent, funny, talented, witty woman. She made me a mother (in more ways than one, at times). She gave me a gift I can never repay - she taught me what true love is all about.
Happy 16th Birthday, Ra.

Happy sweet 16 to Rachel!

Arts and crafts time!
Make your own hairpiece!

JibJab's newest funny film! "Second Term!" Just in time for the inauguration!

OK I have been in creation mode http://www.granyskids.com I am hosting this site on the servers that I host my band's website on.
Here you will find Buletin boards which is nice cause the conversations will be better organized then here in the blog. also there are E-Cards a new Photog and a Java chat room along with a cafe press store I am working on. Be aware the site is still under construction so don't step on any nails

Time to start planning for this summer.

Who's all hoping to make a socal trip? When?
Theres a rumor of a 3 or 4 day cruise.

Jeanette and I are a definate for socal.

Tami...keep us posted on your move.

Tsunami before and after satellite imagery. These are the most graphic photos of this utter disaster, especially the ones near the end of the series.

something else to think about before committing a crime in Arizona.

Ariz. Sheriff Deputies Use Pink Handcuffs

Thu Jan 13, 5:25 PM ET

Strange News - AP

PHOENIX - Maricopa County Sheriff's deputies began using fluorescent pink handcuffs Thursday to transport inmates.

Sheriff Joe Arpaio said he introduced the pink handcuffs because he was tired of losing them to his own deputies and other law enforcement agencies. Arpaio said he assumes nobody else has pink handcuffs, so they will be easy to spot.

He ordered 1,000 of the pink handcuffs, which are made in England. They cost 60 cents more than silver ones. Patrol deputies will still carry the silver cuffs, which they pay for themselves.

Maricopa County inmates wear pink boxers and sleep on pink sheets.

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Information from: The Arizona Republic, http://www.azcentral.com

Happy Birthday, Leisl! Have a great day!

A Tsunami Disaster Prayer

On the computer for more than 2 hours a day?
At the end of the day, your eyes sting, you can't see straight?
It's the fault of the screen.It's dirty, but on the inside.
A quick and free visit to www.clean-your-screen-for-free-now
will wipe away this unpleasent phenomena.
In 30 seconds, your screen will become transparent.
No downloading of software, hence no viruses.

The genealogy site now has a GUESTBOOK!
http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.com/~marlerbonell/

Teaching Math In 1950

************************ A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is 4/5 of the price. What is his profit?

Teaching Math In 1960

************************ A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is 4/5 of the price, or $80. What is his profit?

Teaching Math In 1970

************************ A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is $80. Did he make a profit?

Teaching Math In 1980

*********************** A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is $80 and his profit is $20. Your assignment: Underline the number 20.

Teaching Math In 1990

************************ By cutting down beautiful forest trees, the logger makes $20. What do you think of this way of making a living? Topic for class participation after answering the question: How did the forest birds and squirrels feel as the logger cut down the trees. (There are no wrong answers.)

Teaching Math In 2005

************************El hachero vende un camion carga por $100. La cuesta de production es.............

Looks like I've traveled the same path as many tornadoes!

create your own personalized map of the USA
or write about it on the open travel guide

Brian had some moles biopsied. The doc called Thursday night with the results ... BENIGN! Hooray!

I need to hit the east coast.

Maybe I should drive around the middle a bit. So what is cool to do in the middle? maybe a river boat trip down the Mississippido
create your own personalized map of the USA

FYI
Just a quick message to IM users I am switching my IM profile over to my work email address rmarler@micron.com. we are using Outlook 2003 at work and it has IM hooks in it but I need to use my work address for it to work so that is why everyone got a notification to add me. if you didn't please add my new address rmarler@micron.com to your IM Chat at you later
Ronnie

I moved Jackcrowne.com to another hosting service this week. This new company has more stuff and it costs less. Just copied over the site as it was so nothing is changed on the site, just where it resides. The URL is the same cause I transfered the domain too.So you don't need to change your bookmarks or links.Now if I can just find the time to mess with it.

Ten Common Full-Time Employee Illnesses For 2005
================================================

1. The Macy's One Day Sale Flu.

2. The Drivers License Renewal Appointment 24-Hour Virus.

3. The Friday-Afternoon-Start-The-Weekend-Early Sudden
Unbearable Stomach Pains.

4. The I'm Looking for a New Job and I Don't Know How Long It's
Going to Take, but I Want To Stay On The Payroll Until Then
Mysterious Infection.

5. The My Boyfriend's Got the Week Off So Suddenly I'm Too
Contagious To Come In To The Office Disease.

6. The I Need a Hair Cut and My Stylist Doesn't Make Evening
Appointments Bout of Influenza.

7. The There's No Federal Holidays for Two Months and I Want a
Day Off Sickness.

8. The It's Spring Break and I Want To Pretend I'm a Teenager
Again General Ailment.

9. The I've Messed Up Royally and I Won't Come In To Face the
Music Terminal Illness.

10. The I Really Am Sick and I've Got The Doctor's Bills and the
Completed Medical Expense Reimbursement Forms to Prove It
Infirmity.

Hey! It's workin' for me....

I'm gonna be on TV.

Last week 3 teenage geocachers got stuck in the canyon and had to be rescued. The local news coverage of the event cast geocaching in a poor light, so I sent an email to the news director asking him if he'd like to see what geocaching is really like.

He's not interested in going, but he's assigning a reporter and a cameraman that is to go on a cache hunt with me.

Should be a hoot.

Bambi

Hmmm seems to be working for me

Hello BloggerBot is pissing me off! It's not at ALL Leisl-friendly & it's giving me headache. I CAN'T MAKE IT WORK!!!!!!

For all the sailors out there





I like the Navy.



I like standing on the bridge wing at sunrise with salt spray in my face

and clean ocean winds whipping in from the four quarters of the globe -

the ship beneath me feeling like a living thing as her engines drive her

through the sea.



I like the sounds of the Navy - the piercing trill of the boatswains

pipe, the syncopated clangor of the ship's bell on the quarterdeck, the

harsh squawk of the 1MC and the strong language and laughter of sailors

at work.



I like the vessels of the Navy - nervous darting destroyers, plodding

fleet auxiliaries, sleek submarines and steady solid carriers. I like

the proud sonorous names of Navy capital ships: Midway, Lexington,

Saratoga, Coral Sea - memorials of great battles won. I like the lean

angular names of Navy

'tin-cans': Barney, Dahlgren, Mullinix, McCloy, John Paul Jones

-mementos of heroes who went before us.



I like the tempo of a Navy band blaring through the topside speakers as

we pull away from the oiler after refueling at sea. I like liberty call

and the spicy scent of a foreign port. I even like all hands working

parties as my ship fills herself with the multitude of supplies both

mundane and exotic which she needs to cut her ties to the land and carry

out her mission anywhere on the globe where there is water to float her.



I like sailors, men from all parts of the land, farms of the Midwest,

small towns of New England, from the cities, the mountains and the

prairies, from all walks of life. I trust and depend on them as they

trust and depend on me - for professional competence, for comradeship,

for courage. In a word, they are "shipmates."



I like the surge of adventure in my heart when the word is passed "Now

station the special sea and anchor detail - all hands to quarters for

leaving port", and I like the infectious thrill of sighting home again,

with the waving hands of welcome from family and friends waiting

pierside. The work is hard and dangerous, the going rough at times, the

parting from loved ones painful, but the companionship of robust Navy

laughter, the 'all for one and one for all' philosophy of the sea is

ever present.



I like the serenity of the sea after a day of hard ship's work, as

flying fish flit across the wave tops and sunset gives way to night. I

like the feel of the Navy in darkness - the masthead lights, the red and

green navigation lights and stern light, the pulsating phosphorescence

of radar repeaters - they cut through the dusk and join with the mirror

of stars overhead. And I like drifting off to sleep lulled by the myriad

noises large and small that tell me that my ship is alive and well, and

that my shipmates on watch will keep me safe.



I like quiet midwatches with the aroma of strong coffee - the lifeblood

of the Navy - permeating everywhere. And I like hectic watches when the

exacting minuet of haze-gray shapes racing at flank speed keeps all

hands on a razor edge of alertness. I like the sudden electricity of

"General quarters, general quarters, all hands man your battle

stations", followed by the hurried clamor of running feet on ladders and

the resounding thump of watertight doors as the ship transforms herself

in a few brief seconds from a peaceful workplace to a weapon of war -

ready for anything. And I like the sight of space-age equipment manned

by youngsters clad in dungarees and sound-powered phones that their

grandfathers would still recognize.



I like the traditions of the Navy and the men and women who made them. I

like the proud names of Navy heroes: Halsey, Nimitz, Perry, Farragut,

John Paul Jones. A sailor can find much in the Navy: comrades-in-arms,

pride in self and country, mastery of the seaman's trade. An adolescent

can find adulthood.



In years to come, when sailors are home from the sea, they will still

remember with fondness and respect the ocean in all its moods - the

impossible shimmering mirror calm and the storm-tossed green water

surging over the bow. And then there will come again a faint whiff of

stack gas, a faint echo of engine and rudder orders, a vision of the

bright bunting of signal flags snapping at the yardarm, a refrain of

hearty laughter in the wardroom and chief's quarters and messdecks. Gone

ashore for good they will grow wistful about their Navy days, when the

seas belonged to them and a new port of call was ever over the horizon.



Remembering this, they will stand taller and say,



    "I WAS A SAILOR ONCE. I WAS PART OF THE NAVY & THE NAVY WILL ALWAYS

BE PART OF ME."



Reflections of a Blackshoe by Vadm Harold Koenig, USN (Ret).....

This might be too shocking...but, I found pictures of a naked computer!! Eye-Candy for the Geeky Guy!

Cure for Snoring

A couple has a dog that snores. Annoyed because she can't sleep, the wife goes to the vet to see if he can help. The vet tells the woman to tie a ribbon around the dog's testicles and he will stop snoring.

"Yeah right!" she says.

A few minutes after going to bed, the dog begins snoring as usual. The wife tosses and turns, unable to sleep. Muttering to herself, she goes to the closet and grabs a piece of ribbon and ties it carefully around the dog's testicles. Sure enough, the dog stops snoring. The woman is amazed!

Later that night, her husband returns home drunk from being out with his buddies. He climbs into bed, falls asleep, and begins snoring loudly. The woman thinks maybe the ribbon will work on him. So closet again, grabs a piece of ribbon, and ties it around her husband's testicles. Amazingly, it also works on him! The woman sleeps soundly.

He wakes from a drunken stupor and stumbles into the bathroom. As he stands in front of the toilet, he glances in the mirror and sees a blue ribbon attached to his privates. He is very confused, and as he walks back into the bedroom, he sees a red ribbon attached to his dog's testicles. He shakes his head and looks at the dog and says, "I don't know where we were or what we did, but, by God, we got first and second place!"

funny....funny....funny.....

but just a little scary at the same time

look here

See more party pics here Happy New Year!

A New Year A new home A New Job and a New fashion sence?

wow. looks like everyone had a really great time :D

Happy New Year!

Guests enjoying the show
Sorry about the picture quality, but the road crew doesn't have a top end digital camera just yet.
The party was alot of fun. Thanks to Ron for inviting Cathy and I.
I'm sure Ron and Jeannette will most likely have more photos to follow.
I sure wish hello for the blogger would let one publish more than 1 photo at a time.