Three Things

Three things in life that, once gone, never come back -

1. Time
2. Words
3. Opportunity

Three things in life that can destroy a person -

1. Anger
2. Pride
3. Unforgiveness

Three things in life that you should never lose -

1. Hope
2. Peace
3. Honesty
   

Three things in life that are most valuable -

1. Love
2. Family &Friends
3. Kindness

Three things in life that are never certain -

1. Fortune
2. Success
3. Dreams

Three things that make a person -

1. Commitment
2. Sincerity
3. Hard work

Three things that are truly constant -
Father - Son - Holy Spirit

I ask the Lord to bless you, as I pray for you today; to guide you and protect you, as you go along your way. God's love is always with you, God's promises are true. And when you give God all your cares, you know God will see you through.

When you get gasoline.........Save some money!

I received this email for a friend awhile ago and just got around to reading it. Talk about some great tips. I'll be using several. Anything to save money on gas!

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We've been in petroleum pipeline business for about 31 years, currently working for the Kinder-Morgan Pipeline here in San Jose, CA. We deliver about 4 million gallons in a 24- hour period from the pipeline; one day it is diesel, the next day it's jet fuel and gasoline. We have 34 storage tanks here with a capacity of 16,800,000 gallons.

Here are some tricks to help you get your money's worth:

1. Fill up your car/truck in the morning when the temperature is still cool. Remember that all service stations have their storage tanks buried below ground. The colder the ground the denser the gasoline. When it gets warmer gasoline expands, so if you're filling up in the afternoon or evening, what should be a gallon is not exactly a gallon. In the petroleum business, the specific gravity and temperature of the fuel (gasoline, jet fuel, diesel, ethanol and other petroleum products) are significant. Every truckload that we load is temperature- compensated so that the indicated gallonage is actually the amount pumped. A one-degree rise in temperature is a big deal for businesses, but service stations don't have temperature compensation at their pumps. (ed.: Which means "too bad for us"........)
2. If a tanker truck is filling the station's tank at the time you want to buy gas, DO NOT fill up. Most likely, dirt and sludge are being stirred up when gas is being delivered and you might be transferring that dirt from the bottom of their tank into your car's tank.
3. Fill up when your gas tank is half-full because the more gas you have in your tank, the less air there is and gasoline evaporates rapidly, especially when it's warm. Gasoline storage tanks have an internal floating "roof" membrane to act as a barrier between the gas and the atmosphere, thereby minimizing evaporation. (ed.: Another reason not to wait until you are empty is that you are gradually burning out the fuel sender unit in your gas tank. The fuel pump/sender unit is all one part on most cars now ........replacement is roughly $600)
4. If you look at the gas trigger (at the pump) you'll see that it has three delivery settings: slow, medium, and high. When you're filling up DO NOT squeeze the trigger of the nozzle to the high setting. You should be pumping at the slow setting, thereby minimizing vapors created while you are pumping. Hoses at the pump are corrugated; the corrugations act as a return path for vapor recovery from gas that already has been metered. If you are pumping at the high setting, the agitated gasoline contains more vapor, which is being sucked back into the underground tank...............so you're getting less gas for your money.
   

FREE THE JENA 6 ...ENOUGH IS ENOUGH... FREE THE JENA SIX

Source: http://www.michaelbaisden.com

On September 20, 2007 more than 1 million people will wear BLACK as we unite in one voice with one message to declare that UN-EQUAL JUSTICE is just not acceptable. The world will be watching when not just African Americans but people of all races take a stand for something that we all believe in. Mychal Bell and the Jena Six should be free. If you have not heard about their case and why these average teenagers, good students, great athletes and are now fighting for their lives (one student Mychal Bell has been in jail since Dec. 2006) please CLICK HERE NOW to view this video for the shock of your life and on any of the links below for more information. This is clearly a case of racism, but Michael Baisden reminds us the protest in Jena, LA, the US and around the world is not an attack on white people but against a system that has failed us all. It is not about black and white but about what is wrong and what is right!

Enough is Enough...Un-Equal Justice is just not acceptable! ..Wear Black on September 20th to show your support!

RALLY & MARCH FOR PEACE AND JUSTICE

DATE: SEPTEMBER 20, 2007
LOCATION: JENA, LA
WHAT TO WEAR: BLACK
SCHEDULE:*
--- 7:00am Protesters assemble at Ward 10 Recreation Park
--- 7:30am March to the steps of the LaSalle Parish Courthouse
--- 8:00am Prayers / Speakers front of the Courthouse
--- 9:00am Sentencing for Mychal Bell
--- 11:00am March to Park / Rally in Support of Mychal Bell & the Jena 6
--- 2:00pm Adjournment
--- 4:00pm Town Hall Meeting on "Quality Education without Fear or Intimidation" C-Span
* Schedule is tentative and subject to change based on sentencing time

FOR MORE INFORMATION CLICK ON ANY LINK BELOW:

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HERE’S HOW YOU CAN PROTEST FROM ANYWHERE:

1 Wear BLACK on September 20th to protest Un-Equal Justice wherever you are
2 Register to Vote to make your voice heard beyond today
3 Sign the Petitions above
4 Email government officials
5 Call government officials
6 Tell your friends and co-workers to do the same

Week 240

1. Dork :: Pocket Protector


2. Refurbished :: New but Not New
   


3. Basket :: Case


4. Mousse :: Chocolate


5. Studio :: 57


6. 8 ball :: Get Behind It


7. Masking tape :: Mouth


8. Love :: What's It Got to Do With It?


9. Wilder :: Van
   


10. Lindsey :: Poor, poor girl

Wet Pants

Come with me to a third grade classroom..... There is a nine-year-old kid sitting at his desk and all of a sudden, there is a puddle between his feet and the front of his pants are wet. He thinks his heart is going to stop because he cannot possibly imagine how this has happened. It's never happened before, and he knows that when the boys find out he will never hear the end of it. When the girls find out, they'll never speak to him again as long as he lives. The boy believes his heart is going to stop; he puts his head down and prays this prayer, 'Dear God, this is an emergency! I need help now! Five minutes from now I'm dead meat.' He looks up from his prayer and here comes the teacher with a look in her eyes that says he has been discovered.As the teacher is walking toward him, a classmate named Susie is carrying a goldfish bowl that is filled with water. Susie trips in front of the teacher and inexplicably dumps the bowl of water in the boy's lap.The boy pretends to be angry, but all the while is saying to himself, 'Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord!' Now all of a sudden, instead of being the object of ridicule, the boy is the object of sympathy. The teacher rushes him downstairs and gives him gym shorts to put on while his pants dry out. All the other children are on their hands and knees cleaning up around his desk. The sympathy is wonderful. But as life would have it, the ridicule that should have been his has been transferred to someone else - Susie. She tries to help, but they tell her to get out. You've done enough, you klutz!' Finally, at the end of the day, as they are waiting for the bus, the boy walks over to Susie and whispers, 'You did that on purpose, didn't you?' Susie whispers back, 'I wet my pants once too.' May God help us see the opportunities that are always around us to do good.. Remember.....Just going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in your garage makes you a car. Each and everyone one of us is going through tough times right now, but God is getting ready to bless you in a way that only He can. Keep the faith. This prayer is powerful, and prayer is one of the best gifts we receive. There is no cost but a lot of rewards. Let's continue to pray for one another. The Prayer: Father, I ask You to bless my friends, relatives and those that I care deeply for, who are reading this right now. Show them a new revelation of Your love and power. Holy Spirit, I ask You to minister to their spirit at this very moment. Where there is pain, give them Your peace and mercy. Where there is self-doubt, release a renewed confidence through Your grace. Where there is need, I ask you to fulfill their needs. Bless their homes, families, finances, their goings and their comings. Amen.

6 out of 10

By looking at a picture of a person, you have to decide if he is a computer geek or a serial killer. Go with your gut feeling and click on your choice.

There are 10 photos. Your score will be given at the end.

Click here to begin your analysis.

As Seen on K's

You Belong in London

A little old fashioned, and a little modern. A little traditional, and a little bit punk rock. A unique soul like you needs a city that offers everything. No wonder you and London will get along so well.

What City Do You Belong In?

Liar, Liar Pants on Fire

It would appear I am raising a liar. I don't know how this turn of events came to be, but I can let you know that it is going to end badly for the liar. Let's provide a little history.

Near the end of last year's school year, Munchkin decided that to keep out of trouble at school for not completing her homework she would lie on me. Big mistake! I went straight to the source (her teacher) for an explanation and found out the truth. I'm not sure why Munchkin thought this would be a good idea. Maybe she thought I wouldn't contact her teacher. Considering the fact that I talked to her teacher fairly regularly she didn't think that through completely. Once I found out what happened, she got the wuppin' of her life AND I grounded her. After that incident she said she didn't really understand what it meant to lie but now she did. Great! Wonderful! Awesome! Lesson learned, right? Not so much.

Yesterday was the first day of school. Munchkin has asthma so she is supposed to carry her inhaler with her at all times. I asked her if she had it in her backpack and she said she did. When we got home, her breathing was labored. I asked her if she used her inhaler and she said yes. I used it at school. Now this is suspicious because they aren't allowed to use medicine at school and I said so. She said she used it when she was headed out of the building once class was dismissed. Oh, OK! Then I asked her where her inhaler was. On my bedside table was the reply. Oh, OK! This morning we switched bags. Therefore, I told Munchkin to go get her inhaler and put it in her bag. Well she goes upstairs to get it and puts it in her bag. I told her to let me see it. She likes - no, no it's in there. I look in the bag and lo and behold no inhaler. Well now! Her story quickly changed to "OK. I don't have it. I don't know where it is."

Funny how a lie unravels that way. Essentially I got to the point that she lied about everything involving the inhaler from yesterday to today. Yes was the reply. OK. I knew that I put her inhaler in her overnight bag when she stayed at my parents house this week. I went upstairs and that's where the inhaler still was - in.the.bag. I came downstairs with the inhaler and the belt. Yeah the belt because now it's time for a refresher course in lying. I proceeded to light a fire. Her legs were the twigs and my belt was the match.

Do you know that after all of that Squirm has the nerve to try to add his two cents about spanking his sister? I asked him if he wanted some. Nooooo....uh huh....

So what is the resolution? Munchkin is grounded - again! She gets to come home, clean up, shower (cause she stinks, remember?), and spend quality time in her room alone. Oh and now her parents don't trust her. We officially live in the "show me" state. What does this mean? Every time she says that she has done something, she has to show me. I finished my homework - show me. I cleaned my room - show me. I brushed my teeth - show me. I wiped my ass - show me.

First puberty and now lying. As if life could get anymore interesting.

It's Official

I have a 3rd-grader. Munchkin's first day of 3rd grade was today. She was so excited. I don't remember being this excited about school. She is one of those rare birds who actually likes school and can't wait for it to begin. Her teacher seems no-nonsense so that is a relief. 3rd grade is a stepping it up to the next level. Time to start writing in cursive, doing multiplication and long division and prepping for *gasp* middle school.

On another note, MD had a rude awakening. Munchkin has a crush on a boy from her 2nd grade class. Lo and behold that same boy is in her 3rd grade class. When she saw him she hid behind me and said his name. MD turned around to see what the commotion was. He realized immediately that his little girl liked a boy. By the look on his face you would have thought someone kicked him in the balls. His only comment at that time was "Oh no!" We'll be alright - well at least I will. Let's see what tomorrow brings!

Christians by Maya Angelou

I really like this poem. Enjoy!
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When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not shouting "I'm clean livin."
I'm whispering "I was lost,"
Now I'm found and forgiven.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
and need CHRIST to be my guide.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak
and need HIS strength to carry on.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed
and need God to clean my mess.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible
but, God believes I am worth it.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I still feel the sting of pain,
I have my share of heartaches
So I call upon His name.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not holier than thou,
I'm just a simple sinner
who received God's good grace, somehow.

~Maya Angelou~

Week 238

1. Uneven :: Pavement


2. Wonder :: Stevie
   


3. Spider :: Plant


4. Emma :: Smemma


5. Swing :: Dance


6. Orbit :: Eye


7. Flirt :: Booty, Booty, Booty


8. Donation :: Money


9. Veil :: Bridal
   


10. Atmosphere :: Pressure

Like Sands Through the Hourglass...

These are the days of our lives. Or better yet, we can count our days by the growth of our children. However you want to put it, we have come to a major milestone. Munchkin needs deodorant. I know some of you are thinking - isn't she only 3 years old? What could she possible need deodorant for? Hold onto your hats people. Munchkin will be 9 in November. Yes I said it out loud - 9 YEARS OLD! She has been hoping for months now to need deodorant. Well I don't think she realizes what comes with deodorant. In my book she has officially started "the change." Dundunduuuuunnnnn!

For those of you that don't know my family - which is a majority - we call anything hormone-related in a woman's life "the change". Munchkin is officially in puberty. I know this because she STINKS! Not little kid funk. I'm talking about sweating all night at the club funk.

This equates to her first change of life. How many changes will she go through remains to be seen. She has to survive this one. I think I am ready for the mood swings, pouty faces, training bras, boyfriends, slamming doors and punishment. MD is not. I don't even think he realizes that his is raising young women. They are just his babies. Life is about to get interesting.

A Little Perspective

I haven't been following the story of Elvira Arellano. The issue of immigration is such a hot one but it seems that no progress is being made. I was curious how she came to authorities' attention in the first place. This story provides some background. I thought identity theft was a federal crime. Did I miss something?

Madness

I know I haven't posted in a while. Quite frankly, blogging seemed to happen for the handful of readers I had then for myself. Then I ran across this:



This is complete and utter madness. A complete PSA gone wrong but I can't stop myself from watching again and again and again. All I can say is READ A BOOK!!!