A joke for a clousy Wensday.......

A Rabbi and a Priest are sitting together discussing various differences and similarities of religion. The Priest invites the Rabbi to sit in on his mornings confession, which he does.

They are both in the confessional when a young lady comes in. She begins, "Forgive me Father for I have sinned." The Priest said, "What did you do?" "I made love with my boyfriend, she said." The Priest, "How many times?" The young lady, "Three times Father." For her sins the Priest said, "Say three Hail Mary's, four Our Father's and put ten dollars in the collection box."

Just a few minutes later another woman came in with the same sins, she said, "Forgive me Father for I have sinned." And again, the Priest said, "What did you do?" She said, "I made love with my boyfriend." "How many times?" The Priest asked. "Three times," she said. The Priest, "Say three Hail Mary's, four Our Father's and put ten dollars in the collection box."

At this point a Nun came over to tell the Priest he had a very important phone call. The Priest excused himself and asked the  Rabbi to wait. A minute later with the Rabbi alone, a third woman came in the confessional and closed the door.

"Forgive me Father for I have sinned," she said. "What was it you did?" asked the Rabbi. The woman thought for a moment then said, "I made love with my boyfriend." "How many times?" said the Rabbi. And the woman said, "Once." With that the Rabbi said, "Well, go back and do it two more times, we're having a special, three for ten dollars."

When is the last time you heard a joke? When is the last time you received one in your e mail?

It's cloudy, chilly and rainy, it's clousy. It's one of those days that good ideas are hard to come by. I think I'm going to take the rest of the day off. Or, until I take the garbage bins out to the curb. It's always nice to feel needed and appreciated.

I was thinking about us talking to Nick the other evening. We both are trying to give him some of the life lessons our folks didn't give us. Both Wanda and I were pretty much left alone as kids.

Although Irving taught me a few things I do remember; A flush beats a full house and never draw to an inside straight.