Interesting emails with good info or...whatever..!

Hey...here's a place to post informative emails.. I get a lot of these. Always wanted a place to share so here it is...

I wonder how many people know about this?


A 36 year old female had an accident several weeks ago and Totaled her car. A resident of Kilgore , Texas she was traveling between Gladewater & Kilgore. It was raining, though not excessively, when her car suddenly began to hydro-plane and literally flew through the air. She was not seriously injured but very stunned at the sudden occurrence!

When she explained to the highway patrolman what had happened he told her something that every driver should know - NEVER DRIVE IN THE RAIN WITH YOUR CRUISE CONTROL ON. She thought she was being cautious by setting the cruise control and maintaining a safe consistent speed in the rain. But the highway patrolman told her that if the cruise control is on when your car begins to hydro-plane and your tires lose contact with the pavement, your car will accelerate to a higher rate of speed making you take off like an airplane. She told the patrolman that was exactly what had occurred.

The patrolman said this warning should be listed, on the driver's seat sun-visor - NEVER USE THE CRUISE CONTROL WHEN THE PAVEMENT IS WET OR ICY, along with the airbag warning. We tell our teenagers to set the cruise control and drive a safe speed - but we don't tell them to use the cruise control only when the pavement is dry.
The only person the accident victim found, who knew this (besides the patrolman), was a man who had had a similar accident, totaled his car and sustained severe injuries.

If you send this to 15 people and only one of them doesn't know about this, then it was all worth it. You might have saved a life.

NOTE: Some vehicles (like the Toyota Sienna Limited XLE) will not allow you to set the cruise control when the windshield wipers are on.

What the heck....when I tried the copy..paste thing I got all that extra stuff....Help DL!!!!! Can you fix it for me...no edit butten here. Thanks!

Oops...after I typed and sent this...I found the edit button and fixed it myself...lol. I'm learning....

Date: Tue, 11 Sep 2007 11:29:46 -0400
Subject:

Subject: New Car Jacking method (no joke)
BEWARE OF PAPER IN THE BACK WINDOW OF YOUR VEHICLE


NEW WAY TO DO CAR JACKINGS
(NOT A JOKE)


Heads up everyone! Please, keep this circulating..
You walk across the parking lot, unlock your car and get inside.
You start the engine and shift into Reverse


When you look into the rearview mirror to back out of your parking space,
you notice a piece of paper stuck to the middle of the rear window. So, you
shift into Park, unlock your doors, and jump out of your car to remove that
paper (or whatever it is) that is obstructing your view.
When you reach the back of your car, that is when the car jackers appear out
of nowhere, jump into your ca r and take off.
They practically mow you down as they speed off in your car.


And guess what, ladies? I bet your purse is still in the car.
So now the carjacker has your car, your home address, your money, and your
keys. Your home and your whole identity are now compromised!


BEWARE OF THIS NEW SCHEME THAT IS
NOW BEING USED....


If you see a piece of paper stuck to your back window, just drive away.
Remove the paper later. And be thankful that you read this e-mail.
I hope you will forward this to friends and family, especially to women.
A purse contains all kinds of personal information and identification
documents, and you certainly do NOT want this to fall into the wrong hands.

Please keep this going.


Thank you.
Lieutenant Tony Bartolome
Bureau of Investigations
Florida Highway Patrol
P.O. Box 593527 Orlando , FL 32859
________________________________

brknangel wrote:

I wonder how many people know about this?


A 36 year old female had an accident several weeks ago and Totaled her car. A resident of Kilgore , Texas she was traveling between Gladewater & Kilgore. It was raining, though not excessively, when her car suddenly began to hydro-plane and literally flew through the air. She was not seriously injured but very stunned at the sudden occurrence!

When she explained to the highway patrolman what had happened he told her something that every driver should know - NEVER DRIVE IN THE RAIN WITH YOUR CRUISE CONTROL ON. She thought she was being cautious by setting the cruise control and maintaining a safe consistent speed in the rain. But the highway patrolman told her that if the cruise control is on when your car begins to hydro-plane and your tires lose contact with the pavement, your car will accelerate to a higher rate of speed making you take off like an airplane. She told the patrolman that was exactly what had occurred.

The patrolman said this warning should be listed, on the driver's seat sun-visor - NEVER USE THE CRUISE CONTROL WHEN THE PAVEMENT IS WET OR ICY, along with the airbag warning. We tell our teenagers to set the cruise control and drive a safe speed - but we don't tell them to use the cruise control only when the pavement is dry.
The only person the accident victim found, who knew this (besides the patrolman), was a man who had had a similar accident, totaled his car and sustained severe injuries.

If you send this to 15 people and only one of them doesn't know about this, then it was all worth it. You might have saved a life.

NOTE: Some vehicles (like the Toyota Sienna Limited XLE) will not allow you to set the cruise control when the windshield wipers are on.

I remember now..I sent that one.....

Yes you did...got any more good informative ones for here?

brknangel wrote:

Date: Tue, 11 Sep 2007 11:29:46 -0400
Subject:

Subject: New Car Jacking method (no joke)
BEWARE OF PAPER IN THE BACK WINDOW OF YOUR VEHICLE


NEW WAY TO DO CAR JACKINGS
(NOT A JOKE)


Heads up everyone! Please, keep this circulating..
You walk across the parking lot, unlock your car and get inside.
You start the engine and shift into Reverse


When you look into the rearview mirror to back out of your parking space,
you notice a piece of paper stuck to the middle of the rear window. So, you
shift into Park, unlock your doors, and jump out of your car to remove that
paper (or whatever it is) that is obstructing your view.
When you reach the back of your car, that is when the car jackers appear out
of nowhere, jump into your ca r and take off.
They practically mow you down as they speed off in your car.


And guess what, ladies? I bet your purse is still in the car.
So now the carjacker has your car, your home address, your money, and your
keys. Your home and your whole identity are now compromised!


BEWARE OF THIS NEW SCHEME THAT IS
NOW BEING USED....


If you see a piece of paper stuck to your back window, just drive away.
Remove the paper later. And be thankful that you read this e-mail.
I hope you will forward this to friends and family, especially to women.
A purse contains all kinds of personal information and identification
documents, and you certainly do NOT want this to fall into the wrong hands.

Please keep this going.


Thank you.
Lieutenant Tony Bartolome
Bureau of Investigations
Florida Highway Patrol
P.O. Box 593527 Orlando , FL 32859
________________________________

I sent this one to ya too.....but no

YOU MUST KNOW *77
I knew about the red light on cars, but not the *77. It was about 1:00 p.m. in the afternoon, and Lauren was driving to visit a friend. An UNMARKED police car pulled up behind her and put his lights on. Lauren's parents have always told her never to pull over for an unmarked car on the side of the road, but rather to wait until they get to a gas station, etc.
Lauren had actually listened to her parents advice, and promptly called *77 on her cell phone to tell the police dispatcher that she would not pull over right away. She proceeded to tell the dispatcher that there was an unmarked police car with a flashing red light on his rooftop behind her. The dispatcher checked to see if there were police cars where she was and there weren't, and he told her to keep driving, remain calm and that he had back up already on the way.
Ten minutes later 4 cop cars surrounded her and the unmarked car behind her. One policeman went to her side and the others surrounded the car behind. They pulled the guy from the car and tackled him to the ground. The man was a convicted rapist and wanted for other crimes.
I never knew about the *77 Cell Phone Feature, but especially for a woman alone in a car, you should not pull over for an unmarked car. Apparently police have to respect your right to keep going to a safe & quiet place. You obviously need to make some signals that you acknowledge them (i.e. put on your hazard lights) or call *77 like Lauren did.
Too bad the cell phone companies don't generally give you this little bit of wonderful information.
*Speaking to a service representative at **Bell** Mobility confirmed that *77 was a direct link to state trooper info. So, now it's your turn to let your friends know about *77.
Send this to every woman (and person) you know; it may save a life. This applies to ALL 50 states.




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Subject: FOR YOUR CHILD'S SAKE.. DO NOT IGNORE THIS ONE.. ITS REAL!


EVERYONE NEEDS TO READ ALL OF THIS and HAVE CHILDREN READ IT TOO!

After tossing her books on the sofa, she decided to grab a snack and get
on-line. She logged on under her screen name ByAngel213. She checked her
Buddy List and saw GoTo123 was on. She sent him an instant message:

ByAngel213:
Hi. I'm glad you are on! I thought someone was following me home today. It
was really weird!

GoTo123:
LOL You watch too much TV. Why would someone be following you?
Don't you live in a safe neighborhood?

ByAngel213:
Of course I do. LOL I guess it was my imagination cuz' I didn't see anybody
when I looked out.

GoTo123:
Unless you gave your name out on-line. You haven't done that have you?

ByAngel213:
Of course not. I'm not stupid you know.

GoTo123:
Did you have a softball game after school today?

ByAngel213:
Yes and we won!!

GoTo123:
That's great! Who did you play?

ByAngel213:
We played the Hornets. LOL. Their uniforms are so gross! They look like
bees. LOL

GoTo123:
What is your team called?

ByAngel213:
We are the Canton Cats. We have tiger paws on our uniforms. They are really
cool.

GoTo1 23:
Did you pitch?

ByAngel213:
No I play second base. I got to go. My homework has to be done before my
parents get home. I don't want them mad at me. Bye!

GoTo123:
Catch you later. Bye

Meanwhile.......GoTo123 went to the member menu and began to search for her
profile. When it came up, he highlighted it and printed it out. He took out
a pen and began to write down what he knew about Angel so far.

Her name: Shannon
Birthday: Jan. 3, 1985
Age: 13
State where she lived: North Carolina

Hobbies: softball, chorus, skating and going to the mall. Besides this
information, he knew she lived in Canton because she had just told him. He
knew she stayed by herself until 6:30 p.m. every afternoon until her parents
came home from work. He knew she played softball on Thursday afternoons on
the school team, and the team was named the Canton Cats. Her favorite number
7 was printed on her jersey. He knew she was in the eighth grade at the
Canton Junior High School . She had told him all this in the conversations
they had on- line. He had enough information to find her now.

Shannon didn't tell her parents about the incident on the way home from the
ballpark that day. She didn't want them to make a scene and stop her from
walking home from the softball games. Parents were always overreacti ng and
hers were the worst. It made her wish she was not an only child. Maybe if
she had brothers and sisters, her parents wouldn't be so overprotective.

By Thursday, Shannon had forgotten about the footsteps following her.

Her game was in full swing when suddenly she felt someone staring at her.
It was then that the memory came back. She glanced up from her second base
position to see a man watching her closely.

He was leaning against the fence behind first base and he smiled when she l
ooked at him. He didn't look scary and she quickly dismissed the sudden fear
she had felt.

After the game, he sat on a bleacher while she talked to the coach. She
noticed his smile once again as she walked past him. He nodded and she
smiled back. He noticed her name on the back of her shirt. He knew he had
found her.

Quietly, he walked a safe distance behind her. It was only a few blocks to
Shannon 's home, and once he saw where she lived he quickly returned to the
park to get his car.

Now he had to wait. He decided to get a bite to eat until the time came to
go to Shannon 's house. He drove to a fast food restaurant and sat there
until time to make his move.

Shannon was in her room later that evening when she heard voices in the
living room.

"Shannon, come here," her father called. He sounded upset an d she couldn't
imagine why. She went into the room to see the man from the ballpark sitting
on the sofa.

"Sit down," her father began, "this man has just told us a most interesting
story about you."

Shannon sat back. How could he tell her parents anything? She had never
seen him before today!

"Do you know who I am, Shannon ?" the man asked.

"No," Shannon answered.

"I am a police officer and your online friend, GoTo123."

Shannon was stunned. "That's impossible! GoTo is a kid my age! He's 14 And
he lives in Michigan !"

The man smiled. "I know I told you all that, but it wasn't true You see,
Shannon , there are people on-line who pretend to be kids; I was one of
them. But while others do it to injure kids and hurt them, I belong to a
group of parents who do it to protect kids from predators. I came here to
find you to teach you how dangerous it is to talk to people on-line. You
told me enough about yourself to make it easy for me to find you. You named
the school you went to, the name of your ball team and the position you
played. The number and name on your jersey just made finding you a breeze."

Shannon was stunned. "You mean you don't live in Michigan ?"

He laughed. "No, I live in Raleigh . It made you feel safe to think I was
so far away, didn't it?"

She nodded.

"I had a friend whose daughter was like you. Only she wasn't as lucky. The
guy found her and murdered her while she was home alone. Kids are taught not
to tell anyone when they are alone, yet they do it all the time on-line. The
wrong people trick you into giving out information a little here and there
on-line. Before you know it, you have told them enough for them to find you
without even realizing you have done it. I hope you've learned a lesson from
this and won't do it again. Tell others about this so they will be safe
too?"

"It's a promise!"

That night Shannon and her Dad and Mom all knelt down together and thanked
God for protecting Shannon from what could have been a tragic situation.
*****NOW****

EVEN FORWARD THIS TO PEOPLE WITHOUT KIDS SO THEY CAN SEND IT TO FRIENDS
THAT DO HAVE CHILDREN OR GRANDCHILDREN.

IT IS SCARY FOR ALL OF US WHO HAVE CHILDREN & GRANDCHILDREN.

The Ugliest Drug Marketing Scheme Ever

SEND THIS TO AS MANY PARENTS, GRANDPARENTS
and PEOPLE WHO KNOW PARENTS AS YOU CAN.

Children's Meth





A very scary thing is going on in the schools right. There is a type of crystal meth going around that looks like strawberry pop rocks. It smells like strawberry also and it is being handed out to kids in school yards in AR.
I'm sure it will make its way around the country. Kids are ingesting this thinking it is candy and being rushed off to the ER in dire condition.

It also comes in chocolate, peanut butter, cola, cherry, grape and orange. It looks just like pop rocks.

Please instruct children to not accept candy that looks like this
even from a friend and to take any that they may have to a teacher,
principal, etc.

Pass this around it could save some family a lot of heartache!

They call it strawberry meth or strawberry quick.


Special Agent Todd V. Coleman
U.S. Department of Homeland Security
U.S. Immigration & Customs Enforcement
Direct Office Line (956)753-4678
Office Fax Line (956)753-4673
todd.coleman@dhs.gov "<mailto:todd.coleman@dhs.gov>



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This is really freaky!!

YOUR AGE BY EATING OUT ...only works for the year 2007
Don't tell me your age; you probably would tell a falsehood anyway-but your waiter may know!


YOUR AGE BY DINER & RESTAURANT MATH
This is pretty neat

DON'T CHEAT BY SCROLLING DOWN FIRST!
It takes less than a minute .
Work this out as you read ... Be sure you don't read the bottom until you've worked it out! This is not one of those waste of time things, it's fun.

1. First of all, pick the number of times a week that you would like to go out to eat.
(more than once but le ss than 10)

2. Multiply this number by 2 (just to be bold)

3. Add 5

4. Multiply it by 50

5. If you have already had your birthday this year add 1757 ..
If you haven't, add 1756.


6. Now subtract the four digit year that you were born.
You should have a three digit number


The first digit of this was your original number
(i.e., how many times you want to go out to restaurants in a week.)

The next two numbers are

YOUR AGE! (Oh YES, it is!!!!!)

THIS IS THE ONLY YEAR (2007) IT WILL EVER WORK, SO SPREAD IT AROUND WHILE IT LASTS .

Okay, I read about it on snopes and this is correct. Please pass this info on to everyone you know.
Thanks,
Laura

Be very aware. This has been checked out at snopes.com and it is True!

I definitely wanted to forward this one...................and people wonder
what's wrong with the world today.

Get the word out on this one!!!
The Golden Compass
-----
I have heard of this movie although I did not know what it was about.
The commercials are very enticing - I've already seen it being
advertised in the DFW market. Please share this with all the parents
you know.

Please check out the link. It is scary stuff.


You may already know about this, but I just learned about a kids
movie coming out in December starring Nicole Kidman. It's called The
Golden Compass, and while it will be a watered down version, it is
based on a series of children's books about killing God (It is the
anti-Narnia). Please follow this link, and then pass it on. From what
I understand, the hope is to get alot of kids to see the movie -
which won't seem too bad - and then get the parents to buy the books
for their kids for Christmas. The quotes from the author sum it all
up. I'm going to tell everyone about this movie.

Take a minute to check out the review:
http://snopes.com/politics/religion/compass.asp

In April, the Supreme Court made official what every person with a shred of common decency in their heart knew to be true: that to mercilessly kill an unborn baby by the brutal procedure of partial-birth abortion is WRONG, WRONG, WRONG.

But now a group of lawmakers who cannot bring themselves to uphold the sanctity of life in any way has made the bold move to reinstate partial-birth abortion with a heinous bill called the "Freedom of Choice Act."

Senators Barbara Boxer, Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama are all on board, along with 17 others. Forget the U.S. Supreme Court, they say, let us force this through Congress instead.

As never before, now is the time for those who honor the Creator of life to uphold the sanctity of life! Give an immediate, generous gift to STOP THE SENSELESS SLAUGHTER OF BABIES. Give to ministries supporting this cause.

The so-called "Freedom of Choice Act" (S. 1173) would obliterate the Partial-Birth Abortion Ban Act and once again make it LEGAL IN OUR LAND.

Members of Congress are leading the charge, too! With pomp and circumstance, Rep. Jerrold Nadler introduced the bill (H.R. 1964) on the House floor with the overwhelming support of 97 co-sponsors!

That's 118 of your elected officials and mine saying that your voice doesn't matter ...

Refusing to accept the fact that our President and the U.S. Supreme Court have agreed that partial-birth abortion is WRONG and upheld a ban against it.

The majority of people across America are OPPOSED to the barbaric practice of partial-birth abortion. Even the American Medical Association has said that the procedure is never medically necessary, and is far more risky for a pregnant woman's health than a live delivery.

Why would anyone want to continue performing this procedure if it is dangerous to the mother's health and clearly an agonizing way for the baby to die?

MONEY. Abortion - all types - is big business in the United States. It brings in more than $400 million a year. Murder means nothing more than dollar signs to the abortion industry and the likes of the ACLU and Planned Parenthood.

You and I must not allow the destruction of babies to continue unchecked in America. Give as generously as you can today for the innocent children who cannot raise their voice and beg for mercy!

If our elected leaders reject the sacredness of life ... if they shrug their shoulders at the responsibility to protect or value human life ... then, my friend, where does that leave us?

We cannot continue down this path. IT ENDS HERE AND NOW.

We must take up the battle once again with this goal in mind:

UPHOLDING THE SANCTITY OF EVERY HUMAN LIFE - AND SHARING GOD'S TRUTH IN LOVE WITH THOSE WHO ARE DECEIVED.

Give generously. Give boldly. And stand with me today to end the barbaric practice of partial-birth abortion, for good, in the USA.

Thank you and God Bless You!

If you believe in this cause....please give to those ministries that are fighting for the rights of the unborn. Thank you!

"At age 8, your dad buys you an ice cream. You thanked him by dripping
it all over your lap.

When you were 9 years old, he paid for piano lessons. You thanked him
by never even bothering to practice.

When you were 10 years old he drove you all day, from soccer to
football to one birthday party after another. You thanked him by
jumping out
of the car and never looking back.

When you were 11 years old, he took you and your friends to
the movies. You thanked him by asking to sit in a different row.

When you were 12 years old, he warned you not to watch
certain TV shows. You thanked him by waiting until he left the house.

When you were 13, he suggested a haircut that was becoming.
You thanked him by telling him he had no taste.

When you were 14, he paid for a month away at summer camp.
You thanked him by forgetting to write a single letter.

When you were 15, he came home from work, looking for a hug.
You thanked him by having your bedroom door locked.

When you were 16, he taught you how to drive his car. You
thanked him by taking it every chance you could.

When you were 17, he was expecting an important call. You thanked him
by being on the phone all night.

When you were 18, he cried at your high school graduation. You thanked
him by staying out partying until dawn.

When you were 19, he paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus
carried your bags. You thanked him by saying good-bye outside the dorm
so you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your friends.

When you were 25, he helped to pay for your wedding, and he told you
how deep he loved you. You thanked him by moving halfway across the
country.

When you were 50, he fell ill and needed you to take care of him . u
thanked him by reading about the burden parents become to their
children.

And then, one day, he quietly died. And everything you never did came
crashing down like thunder on YOUR HEART. If you love your dad, send
this to all of ur frnds.If you don't...
then shame on u."

Be sure to refill the ice trays, we're going to have company afterwhile.

Watch for the postman, I want to get this letter to Aunt Mary in the mail today.

Quit slamming the screen door on your way out.

Be sure and pull the windows down when you leave, it looks like a shower coming up.

Don't forget to wind the clock before you go to bed.

Wash your feet before you go to bed. They are nasty from playing outside all day barefooted.

Why can't you remember to roll up your pant legs? Getting them caught in the bicycle chain so many times is tearing them up.

Your have torn the knees out of that pair of pants so many times there is nothing left to put a patch on.

Don't you go outside with your good school clothes on.

Go comb your hair. It looks like the rats have nested in it all night.

Be sure and pour the cream off the top of the milk when you open the new bottle.

Take that empty bottle to the store with you so you won't have to pay a deposit on another one.

Put a dish towel over the cake so the flies won't get on it.

Quit jumping on the floor. I have a cake in the oven and you're going to make it fall if you don't quit.

Let me know when the Fuller Brush man comes. I need to get a few things from him.

You boys stay close by, the car may not start and I will need you to push it off.

There's a dollar in my purse, get 5 gallons of gas when you go to town.

Open the back door and see if we can get a breeze through here. It's getting hot.

You can walk to the store. It won't hurt you to get some exercise.

Don't sit too close to the TV. It's hard on your eyes.

If you pull that stunt again, I am going to wear you out.

Don't lose that button; I'll sew it back after while.

Wash under your neck before you come to the table.

Get from under the sewing machine. Pumping it messes up the thread.

Be sure and fill the lamps this morning so we don't have to do it in the dark tonight.

Here, take this old magazine to the toilet when you go. We are almost out of paper out there.

Go to the well and draw a bucket of water so I can wash dishes.

Don't turn the radio on now, I want the battery to be up when the Grand Ole Opry comes on.

No. I don't have nine cents for you to go to the show. Do you think money grows on trees?

Eat those vegetables. They'll make you big and strong like your daddy.

That dog is not coming in this house. I don't care how cold it is out there, dogs just don't come in the house.

Sit still. I'm trying to get your hair cut straight and you keep moving and it's all botched up.

Hush your mouth. I don't want to hear words like that. I'll wash your mouth out with soap.

It is time for your system to be cleaned out. I am going to give you a dose of Castor Oil tonight.

If you get a spanking in school and I find out about it, you'll get another one when you get home.

Quit crossing your eyes. They will get stuck that way.

Soak your foot in this pan of Coal Oil (or Pine Sol) so that cut won't get infected.

When you take your driving test don't forget to signal each turn. Left arm straight out the window for a left turn; left arm bent up at the elbow for a right turn; and straight down the side of the door when you are going to stop.

It is "Yes sir" and "No sir" to me young man, and don't you forget it.

While we're at Aunt Mary's and Uncle John's, you kids can eat when the adults get through and I don't want to hear any "I don't like this stuff". Keep your mouth shut and eat everything on your plate.

Here is a pretty neat little thing from Paul Harvey. See if you can
>guess the riddle at the end.
> Paul Harvey Writes:
> We tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them
>worse. For my grandchildren, I'd like better.
> I'd really like for them to know about hand me down clothes and homemade
>ice cream and leftover meat loaf sandwiches. I really would.
> I hope you learn humility by being humiliated, and that you learn
>honesty by being cheated.
> I hope you learn to make your own bed and mow the lawn and wash the car.
> And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are sixteen.
> It will be good if at least one time you can see puppies born and your
>old dog put to sleep.
> I hope you get a black eye fighting for something you believe in.
> I hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger brother/sister. And
>it's all right if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room,but
>when he wants to crawl under the covers with you because he's scared, I
>hope you let him.
> When you want to see a movie and your little brother/sister wants to tag
>along, I hope you'll let him/her.
> I hope you have to walk uphill to school with your friends and that you
>live in a town where you can do it safely.
> On rainy days when you have to catch a ride, I hope you don't ask your
>driver to drop you two blocks away so you won't be seen riding with someone
>as uncool as your Mom.
> If you want a slingshot, I hope your Dad teaches you how to make one
>instead of buying one.
> I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read books.
> When you learn to use computers, I hope you also learn to add and
>subtract in your head.
> I hope you get teased by your friends when you have your first crush on
>a boy\girl, and when you talk back to your mother that you learn what ivory
>soap tastes like.
> May you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn your hand on a stove
>and stick your tongue on a frozen flagpole.
> I don't care if you try a beer once, but I hope you don't like it. And
>if a friend offers you dope or a joint, I hope you realize he is not your
>friend.
> I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your Grandma/Grandpa
>and go fishing with your Uncle.
> May you feel sorrow at a funeral and joy during the holidays.
> I hope your mother punishes you when you throw a baseball through your
>neighbor's window and that she hugs you and kisses you at Hannukah/Christmas
>time when you give her a plaster mold of your hand.
>
>These things I wish for you - tough times and disappointment, hard work and
>happiness. To me, it's the only way to appreciate life.
>
> Written with a pen. Sealed with a kiss. I'm here for you. And if I die
>before you do, I'll go to heaven and wait for you.
> Send this to all of your friends. We secure our friends, not by
>accepting favors, but by doing them.
> Paul Harvey RIDDLE:
> When asked this riddle, 80% of kindergarten kids got the answer,
>compared to 17% of Stanford University seniors.
> What is greater than God, More evil than the devil, The poor have it,
>The rich need it, And if you eat it, you'll die?
> Send this to 10 people and then press shift and you will get the answer.
> P.S. You won't believe this, but this really does give you the
>answer!!!!
> .
>
> >

Only great minds can read this



This is weird, but interesting!



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FORWARD ONLY IF YOU CAN READ IT

A PERSPECTIVE ABOUT OLD BARNS
Only years of standing in the weather, bearing the storms and scorching sun, only that can produce beautiful barn wood. A stranger came by the other day with an offer that set me to thinking. He wanted to buy the old barn that sits out by the highway. I told him right off he was crazy. He was a city type, you could tell by his clothes, his car, his hands, and the way he talked. He said he was driving by and saw that beautiful barn sitting out in the tall grass and wanted to know if it was for sale. I told him he had a funny idea of beauty. Sure, it was a handsome building in its day. But then, there's been a lot of winters pass with their snow and ice and howling wind. The summer sun's beat down on that old barn till all the paint's gone, and the wood has turned silver gray. Now the old building leans a good deal, looking kind of tired. Yet, that fellow called it beautiful. That set me to thinking. I walked out to the field and just stood there, gazing at that old barn. The stranger said he planned to use the lumber to line the walls of his den in a new country home he's building down the road. He said you couldn't get paint that beautiful. Only years of standing in the weather, bearing the storms and scorching sun, only that can produce beautiful barn wood. It came to me then. We're a lot like that, you and I. Only it's on the inside that the beauty grows with us. Sure we turn silver gray too... and lean a bit more than we did when we were young and full of sap. But the Good Lord knows what He's doing. And as the years pass He's busy using the hard weather of our lives, the dry spells and the stormy seasons to do a job of beautifying our souls that nothing else can produce. And to think how often folks holler because they want life easy! They took the old barn down today and hauled it away to beautify a rich man's house. And I reckon someday you and I'll be hauled off to Heaven to take on whatever chores the Good Lord has for us on the Great Sky Ranch. And I suspect we'll be more beautiful then for the seasons we've been through here... and just maybe even add a bit of beauty to our Father's house. May there be peace within you today. May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be. And...I do sincerely thank God for my wonderful friends and family who love me even though I show signs of weathering.





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Live in such a way that those who know you
but don't know God will come to know God
because they know you.

ONE. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.

TWO. Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you get older, their conversational skills will be as important as any other.

THREE. Don't believe all you hear, spend all you have or sleep all you want.

FOUR. When you say, 'I love you,' mean it.

FIVE. When you say, 'I'm sorry,' look the person in the eye.

SIX. Be engaged at least six months before you get married.


SEVEN. Believe in love at first sight.

EIGHT. Never laugh at anyone's dreams. People who don't have dreams don't have much.

NINE. Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it's the only way to live life completely.

TEN.. In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling.

ELEVEN. Don't judge people by their relatives.

TWELVE. Talk slowly but think quickly.

THIRTEEN! When someone asks you a question you don't want to answer, smile and ask, 'Why do you want to know?'

FOURTEEN. Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.

FIFTEEN. Say 'bless you' when you hear someone sneeze.

SIXTEEN. When you lose, don't lose the lesson.

SEVENTEEN. Remember the three R's: Respect for self; Respect for others; and Responsibility for all your actions.

EIGHTEEN. Don't let a little dispute injure a great friendship.

NINETEEN. When you realize you've made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.

TWENTY. Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.

TWENTY- ONE. Spend some time alone.

The yellow shirt had long sleeves, four extra-large pockets trimmed in black thread
and snaps up the front. It was faded from years of wear, but still in decent shape. I found it in 1963 when I was home from college on Christmas break, rummaging through bags of clothes Mom intended to give away. "You're not taking that old thing, are you?" Mom said when she saw me packing the yellow shirt. "I wore that when I was pregnant with your brother in 1954!"


"It's just the thing to wear over my clothes during art class,



Mom. Thanks!" I slipped it into my suitcase before she could object. The yellow shirt be came a part of my college wardrobe. I loved it. After graduation, I wore the shirt the day I moved into my new apartment and on Saturday mornings when I cleaned.



The next year, I married. When I became pregnant, I wore the yellow shirt during big-belly days. I missed Mom and the rest of my family, since we were in Colorado and they were in Illinois But that shirt helped. I smiled, remembering that Mother had worn it when she was pregnant, 15 years earlier.



That Christmas, mindful of the warm feelings the shirt had given me, I patched one elbow, wrapped it in holiday paper and sent it to Mom. When Mom wrote to thank me for her "real" gifts, she said the yellow shirt was lovely. She never mentioned it again.



The next year, my husband, daughter and I stopped at Mom and Dad's to pick up some


furniture Days later, when we uncrated the kitchen table, I noticed something yellow taped to its bottom. The shirt!


And so the pattern was set.


On our next visit home, I secretly placed the shirt under Mom and Dad's mattress. I don't know how long it took for her to find it, but almost two years passed before I discovered it under the base of our living-room floor lamp. The yellow shirt was just what I needed now while refinishing furniture. The walnut stains added character.



In 1975 my husband and I divorced. With my three children, I prepared to move back to Illinois . As I packed, a deep depression overtook me. I wondered if I could make it on my own. I wondered if I would find a job. I paged through the Bible, looking for comfort. In Ephesians, I read, "So use every piece of God's armor to resist the enemy whenever he attacks, and when it is all over, you will be standing up."


I tried to picture myself wearing God's armor, but all I saw was the stained yellow shirt. Slowly, it dawned on me. Wasn't my mother's love a piece of God's armor? My courage was renewed.


Unpacking in our new home, I knew I had to get the shirt back to Mother. The next time I visited her, I tucked it in her bottom dresser drawer.



Meanwhile, I found a good job at a radio station. A year later I discovered the yellow shirt hidden in a rag bag in my cleaning closet.


Something new had been added. Embroidered in bright green across the breast pocket were the words "I BELONG TO PAT."


Not to be outdone, I got out my own embroidery materials and added an apostrophe and seven more letters. Now the shirt proudly proclaimed, "I BELONG TO PAT'S MOTHER." But I didn't stop there. I zig-zagged all the frayed seams, then had a friend mail the shirt in a fancy box to Mom from Arlington , VA. We enclosed an


official looking letter from "The Institute for the Destitute," announcing that she was the recipient of an award for good deeds. I would have given anything to see Mom's face when she opened the box. But, of course, she never mentioned it.


Two years later, in 1978, I remarried. The day of our wedding, Harold and I put our car in a friend's garage to avoid practical jokers. After the wedding, while my husband drove us to our honeymoon suite, I reached for a pillow in the car to rest my head. It felt lumpy. I unzipped the case and found, wrapped in wedding paper, the yellow shirt. Inside a pocket was a note: "Read John 14:27-29. I love you both, Mother."


That night I paged through the Bible in a hotel room and found the verses: "I am leaving you with a gift: peace of mind and heart. And the peace I give isn't fragile like the peace the world gives. So don't be troubled or afraid. Remember what I told you: I am going away, but I will come back to you again. If you really love me, you will be very happy for me, for now I can go to the Father, who is greater than I am. I have told you these things before they happen so that when they do, you will believe in me."


The shirt was Mother's final gift. She had known for three months that


she had terminal Lou Gehrig's disease. Mother died the following year at age 57.


I was tempted to send the yellow shirt with her to her grave. But I'm glad I didn't, because it is a vivid reminder of the love-filled game she and I played for 16 years. Besides, my older daughter is in college now, majoring in art. And every art student needs a baggy yellow shirt with big pockets.

here's some advice to live happy


and you've grown a little at the waist
if you want to live a long and happy life,then these are the things you never say to your wife

Right on baby.......words for the wise among you he men types....lol....

it was just funny how that guy did it...I guess that's why I brought it up

MAKE SURE YOUR DAUGHTERS KNOW AND EVERYONE ELSE!!!

This was written by a guy from KVLY-TV in Fargo...
This is true AND Scary!

This is something that happened to us on the way
back from vacation last week. At first I didn't
think much of it until now. The reason we were a
little suspicious is we had been riding in a jeep
all day with 100 degree temps and we stopped at a
truck stop for something to drink. When I was
leaving, a young girl followed me out and asked what
kind of cologne I was wearing.




Well, after 7 hours in the car sweating, I don't
think you could tell if I was or was not wearing any
cologne. We just g got in the jeep and said no
thanks..




Then it was about 3 weeks ago, I was at a service
station in Birmingham getting gas. It was about 9:30
PM. I was approached by 2 men and 2 women in a car.
The man that was driving asked me 'What kind of
perfume do you wear?'




I was a bit confused and I asked him 'Why?' He said,
'We are selling some name brand perfumes, at cheap
prices.' I said I had no money. He then reached out
of the car and handed me paper that was laminated;
it had many perfumes on it I looked quickly at it
and gave it back. I said, have no money. He said it
is OK, we take check, cash, or credit cards. Then
the people in the car began to laugh. I just got in
my car and said no thanks.





Then I received this e-mail yesterday and it sent
chills up my spine. Please read this. It is no joke.
Here is the e-mail I was sent:




Dear Friends:




I know not all of you are women that I am sending
this to, but am hoping you will share this with your
wives, daughters, mothers, s sisters, etc. Our world
seems to be getting crazier by the day. Pipe bombs
in mail boxes and sickos in parking lots with
perfume. Be careful. I was approached yesterday
afternoon around 5:30 PM in the Wal-Mart parking lot
by two males asking what kind of perfume I was
wearing. Then they asked if I'd like to sample some
fabulous scent they were willing to sell me at very
reasonable rate. I probably would have agreed had I
not received an e-mail warning of a 'Wanna smell
this neat perfume?' scam.

The men continued to stand between parked cars, I
guess to wait for someone else to hit on. I stopped
a lady going towards them, pointing at them and told
her about how I was sent an e-mail at work about
someone walking up to you at the malls or in parking
lots and asking you to SNIFF PERFUME t hat they are
selling at a cheap price or at least compare to
which one you like best.

THIS IS NOT PERFUME...IT'S ETHER !


When you sniff it, you'll pass out. They'll take
your wallet, your valuables and heaven knows what
else. If it were not for this e-mail, I probably
would have sniffed the 'perfume' but thanks to the
generosity of an e-mailing friend, I was spared
whatever might have happened to me I wanted to do

the same for you.

PLEASE PASS THIS ALONG TO ALL YOUR WOMEN FRIENDS AND
PLEASE BE ALERT AND BE AWARE. IF YOU ARE A MAN AND
RECEIVE THIS, PASS IT ON TO YOUR WOMEN FRIENDS.

Ladies, this happened to me yesterday and I didn't
smell the perfume either, thanks to this email. This
is true. Believe me, I know. I was over by Big Lots
in the parking lot at lunch time when I was
approached.


So either day or night, it does not matter. There
were 3 guys together when I was approached. I called
the police when I got back to my desk.


Like the email says above, LET EVERYONE KNOW ABOUT
THIS - YOUR FRIENDS, FAMILY, CO-WORKERS, whomever.
It helped me. The first thing that popped into my
head was this e-mail warning.

Five Things You Never Knew Your Cell Phone Could Do!

There are a few things that can be done in times of grave emergencies. Your mobile phone can actually be a life saver or an emergency tool for survival. Check out the things that you can do with it:

FIRST - Emergency

The Emergency Number worldwide for Mobile is 112. If you find yourself out of the coverage area of your mobile network and there is an emergency, dial 112 and the mobile will search any existing network to establish the emergency n! umber f or you, and interestingly this number 112 can be dialed even if the keypad is locked. Try it out.

SECOND - Have you locked your keys in the car?

Does your car have remote keyless entry? This may come in handy someday. Good reason to own a cell phone. If you lock your keys in the car and the spare keys are at home, call someone at home on their cell phone from your cell phone. Hold your cell phone about a foot from your car door and have the person at your home press the unlock button, holding it near the mobile phone on their end. Your car will unlock. This will save someone from having to drive your keys to you. Distance is no object. You could be hundreds of miles away, and if you can reach someone who has the other 'remote' for your car, you can unlock the doors (or the trunk).
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Editor's Note: It works! We tried it out and it unlocked our car over a cell phone!

THIRD - Hidden Battery Power

Imagine your cell battery is very low. To activate, press the keys: *3370# Your cell will restart with this reserve and the instrument will show a 50% increase in battery. This reserve will get charged when you charge your cell next time.

FOURTH - How to disable a STOLEN mobile phone?

To check your Mobile phone's serial number, key in the following digits on your phone: *#06# A 15-digit code will appear on the screen. This number is unique to your handset. Write it down and keep it somewhere safe. When your phone gets stolen, you can phone your service provider and give them this code. They will then be able to block your handset so even if the thief changes the SIM card, your phone will be totally useless. You probably won't get your phone back, but at least you know that whoever stole it can't use/sell it either. If everybody does this, there would be no point in people stealing mobile phones.

FIFTH - Free Directory Service for Cells

Cell phone companies are charging us $1.00 to $1.75 or more for 411 information calls when they don't have to. Most of us do not carry a telephone directory in our vehicle, which makes this situation even more of a problem. When you need to use the 411 information option, simply dial: (800) FREE 411, or (800) 373-3411 without incurring any charge at all. Program this into your cell phone now.

This is the kind of information people don't mind receiving, so pass it on to your family and friends.