A successful rancher died and left everything to his devoted wife. She was a very good looking woman and determined to keep the ranch, but knew very little about ranching, so she decided to place an ad in the newspaper for a ranch hand. Two cowboys applied for the job. One was gay and the other a drunk. She thought long and hard about it, and when no one else applied she decided to hire the gay guy, figuring it would be safer to have him around the house than the drunk. He proved to be a hard worker who put in long hours every day and knew a lot about ranching. For weeks, the two of them worked, and the ranch was doing very well. Then one day, the rancher’s widow said to the hired hand, ‘You have done a really good job, and the ranch looks great. You should go into town and kick up your heels.’ The hired hand readily agreed and went into town one Saturday night. One o’clock came, however, and he didn’t return. Two o’clock and no hired hand. Finally he returned around two-thirty, and upon entering the room, he found the rancher’s widow sitting by the fireplace with a glass of wine, waiting for him. She quietly called him over to her. ‘Unbutton my blouse and take it off: she said. Trembling, he did as she directed. ‘Now take off my boots.’ He did as she asked, ever so slowly. ‘Now take off my socks.’ He removed each gently and placed them neatly by her boots. ‘Now take off my skirt.’ He slowly unbuttoned it, constantly watching her eyes in the fire light. ‘Now take off my bra.’ Again, with trembling hands, he did as he was told and dropped it to the floor. Then she looked at him and said, ‘If you ever wear my clothes into town again, you’re fired.’

I’ve always felt that our country lags behind America in making sure it’s past heroes and their accomplishments are celebrated. Louis Riel was Canada’s Metis people’s hero, but beyond that, he stands today as a symbol of hope for minorities.

I don’t know who wrote this joke, if you do, send me their name and I’ll attribute it to them, a friend sent me this one.

Once upon a time, in a village, a man appeared and announced to the villagers that he would buy monkeys for $10 each.

The villagers, seeing that there were many monkeys around, went out to the forest and started catching them. The man bought thousands at $10 and, as supply started to diminish, the villagers stopped their effort.

He further announced that he would now buy at $20 for a monkey.

This renewed the efforts of the villagers and they started catching monkeys again. Soon the supply diminished even further and people started going back to their farms. The offer increased to $25 each, and the supply of monkeys became so small that it was an effort to even find a monkey, let alone catch it!

The man now announced that he would buy monkeys at $50! However, since he had to go to the city on some business, his assistant would now buy on behalf of him.

In the absence ofthe man, the assistant told the villagers. ‘Look at all these monkeys in the big cage that the man has collected.

I will sell them to you at $35, and when the man returns from the city, you can sell them to him for $50 each:

The villagers rounded up all their savings and bought all the monkeys.

They never saw the man nor his assistant again, only monkeys everywhere!

Now you have a better understanding of how Wall Street works.

NASA has developed a six-limbed robot for all terrain exploration on Mars, here’s it going through it’s moves, looking something like a hip-hop dancer.

When I was just out of high school, my girlfriend got a tattoo of a chinese character. I wondered why, since she wasn’t chinese–she said it meant freedom.  I wondered if it really did. We finally found a person who could read chinese, he said the character was just an emulation and didn’t mean anything. Thank god it wasn’t permanent. Check out these tattoo faux pas.

Sometimes when I reflect back on all the beer I drink, I feel ashamed. Then I look into the glass and think about the workers in the brewery and all of their hopes and dreams. If I didn’t drink this beer, they might be out of work and their dreams would be shattered. Then I say to myself, lilt is better that I drink this beer and let their dreams come true than be selfish and worry about my liver.” -Jack Handy

Kill some time with these visual illusions and see how easily your visual perception can be tricked.

I’m not sure where this one came from, if you know—drop me a note.

Estate Planning

Dan was a single guy living at home with his father and working in the family business. When he found out he was going to inherit a fortune when his sickly father died, he decided he needed a wife with which to share his fortune.

One evening at an investment meeting he spotted the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her natural beauty took his breath away. “I may look like just an ordinary man,” he said to her, “but in just a few years, my father will die, and I’ll inherit 20 million dollars.”

Impressed, the woman obtained his business card and three days later, she became his stepmother.

Women are so much better at estate planning than men.

Growing up in North America in the sixties and seventies I fell in love with the design of cars. I’ve always loved the different interpretations that are essentially for a device to carry us around. An automobile is a design bounty—to the marvels of engineering, electronics, body, interior and of course the decals and badges. HHere’s a site devoted to automobiles, design and art and the point they all come together.