Three More Weeks...

and school will be over. I can't wait! I know I sound like a teenager or something but lets face it. This semester has definitely been tougher than the last but overall, I think I am doing fine. That is, for someone who has not been in fulltime school in 26 years. Yea go ahead, do the math.

This weekend passed by rather quietly, that is, if you leave of the Jewish Parade on Fifth Avenue that Jon, Jasmin and I stopped at briefly after church on Sunday. There was also Cinco De Mayo (5th of May) which was Mexico's Independance Day. We tried going to this Mexican resturant but could not find it. Maybe they moved it to California, who knows.

Apart from that, life has been good and with the weather getting warmer, our moods are difinitely lighter. We no longer have to bundle up from head to toe!

I am just about to go to my Abnormal Psychology class and talk about the characteristics of a psychopath and what symptoms one can expect to see them...sounds interesting? You don't know the half of it!

Have a good one.

Are You A Cowboy Or...

An old cowboy sat down at the Starbucks and ordered a cup of coffee.
As he sat sipping his coffee, a young woman sat down next to him.

She turned to the cowboy and asked, "Are you a real cowboy?"

He replied, "Well, I've spent my whole life breaking colts, working cows, going to rodeos, fixing fences, pulling calves, bailing hay, doctoring calves, cleaning my barn, fixing flats, working on tractors, and feeding my dogs, so I guess I am a cowboy."

She said, "I'm a lesbian. I spend my whole day thinking about women. As soon as I get up in the morning, I think about women. When I shower, I think about women. When I watch TV, I think about women. I even think about women when I eat. It seems that everything makes me think of women."

The two sat sipping in silence.

A little while later, a man sat down on the other side of the old cowboy and asked, "Are you a real cowboy?"

He replied, "I always thought I was, but I just found out that I'm a lesbian."

The Modern Woman

I would like to introduce this pratice to some Asian and Arab cultures. I might be give a Nobel prize if I achieve that.


A newly wed girl was being welcomed at the husband's home in a traditional manner.

As expected she gave a speech:

My dear family, I thank you for welcoming me in my new home and family",

"Firstly," she said "my being here does not mean that I would want to change your way of life, your routine."

"What do you mean my child ?" asked the patriarch of the family

"What I mean dad is: Those who used to wash dishes must carry on washing them."

"Those who used to do the laundry must carry on doing it. Those who
cooked shouldn't stop at my account."

"Those who used to clean should clean."

"As for me, I'm here just to entertain your son!"

Trini Joke

One day Port of Spain was flooded out due to heavy rainfall.

"South people" got to leave work early.

A young man egarly rushed home to be with his equally youthful wife.

As he pulled up on his driveway, he braved the thunderous rain and darted into his house.

To his dismay, his wife's "horner-man" ran outside to get away.

The young husband walked up to his wife and "buss two slap in she
ass."

Crying "bucket-ah-drop" she said,

"Why yuh slap meh for?"

She continued...

"Dat is d man who buy dem shoes on yuh foot.

Dat is d man who doz help me pay d bills. Dat is d man who pay down on d car u drivin."

Totally enraged the husband
replied,

"Dat is exactly why ah friggin slap yuh... yuh go hav d man runnin in d rain.

Lessons of life and then some

Just some thing to keep in mind as you go through life. You never know when you will need to remember something like this so just keep all of them in your recent memory.

That does not mean you should not work or make an effort, just have fun along the way 'cause you never know when you will get your reward.

Adorable Adrianna

Please meet Adrianna, who is the daughter of my good friend and former co-worker in Trinidad, Rakesh.
Adrianna was born on 14th of November, 2005. Wait...thats the day of my birthday (in case you did not know)
I only saw her once when I went home in 2006 just before coming to New York and I can't wait to see her again. Not sure when that will be but hopefully soon.
Speaking of home, I do miss our four dogs Chivas (the mom) Dougla, Frosty and Rebel. I am looking forward to see them just as much as anyone else when I go home...hope you are having a great day.

Talk About A Bad Hair Day!

OCKLAND, DE—Local resident Heather Telford's entire Friday was ruined by a set of uncooperative bangs that refused to set correctly, the 26-year-old benefits coordinator told reporters.

"Why me? Why today?" Telford asked.
According to Telford, the trouble began "right away" as she got ready for work, when she discovered that the three inches of forehead-skirting hair was unable to sit flat, despite the application of numerous gels, sprays, and pomades. A tuft on either side would not integrate with the central grouping, leaving three-quarter-inch gaps, while other wispy strands strayed from her temples, creating a highly undesirable "wing" effect. A last-ditch effort to wet and restyle the bangs only worsened their state, adding several more small kinks and increasing their overall dishevelment.

"It was so awful," Telford said. "I should've just called in sick after I found out that my straightening iron was broken, because the whole day went downhill from there. I can't imagine a worse thing happening to me."

The bangs went on to adversely affect every element of Telford's day, including her commute, her interactions with coworkers, the way food tasted, and even the sound of her voice.

"I kept feeling these awful little wayward pieces brushing against my face, and I couldn't think about anything else," Telford said. "I could just sense people's eyes burning holes into my forehead as I passed by the water cooler. I can't blame them. I looked like a complete freak."


Telford spent most of her hour-long lunch break locked in her office, trying unsuccessfully to pin back the bangs with a barrette she found in her desk drawer.

In the early afternoon, she was forced to present a new employee-wellness initiative at a meeting with company executives that she was unable to cancel.

Telford said her bosses were polite throughout her presentation, but were also "clearly trying not to burst out laughing" at her bangs.

"I'm not surprised they passed on the proposal—I just can't believe they didn't fire me on the spot," said Telford, who delivered her entire presentation while compulsively smoothing down the left portion of her bangs.

"How could they take me seriously with the state my hair was in?" Telford said. "Months of work down the drain all because my stupid, stupid bangs are so stupid."

The bangs, which Telford acquired five years ago in an attempt to frame her face and convince her ex-boyfriend he had made a big mistake by leaving her, have ruined an estimated 47 workdays, three vacations, and countless photos.

Blaming her errant bangs on a combination of genetics and routinely "sleeping on them funny," Telford said that their fine, flyaway nature and penchant for being either too long or too short exceed even the two-inch-wide port-wine birthmark on her hip as her most bothersome physical shortcoming.

"I'm about this close to cutting the damn things off myself, I swear to God," Telford said.

Though she has considered transitioning to a less stressful hairstyle, she said the process of growing the bangs out would be "10,000 times worse."

"I'd have to go through this awful period where they'd be at this odd, floppy length, and it would just suck," Telford said. "So I can either grow them out and look like a Yorkshire terrier, or keep them short and look like a mental patient. Those are my basic hair options right now."

Following a "humiliating" but unavoidable visit to the supermarket, Telford's plans to return home, shower, and go to bed were foiled by a surprise birthday party organized by her roommates in her honor. The party, attended by Telford's close friends, parents, and people not seen since high school, included presents, lots of champagne drinking, and photos, and was the absolute worst conceivable thing that could have ever happened to her.

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