Monday :: 08 February 2010 :: 11:21 PM
320 days to Christmas!
Ohio legislature recently passed a gun-carry law (after all these years!). We will be posting gun laws and registration information.
Lyrics I'm My Own Grandpa
Many, many years ago
When I was twenty three
I got married to a widow
Pretty as could be.
This widow had a grown up daughter
With flowing hair of red,
My father fell in love with her
And soon the two were wed.
This made my dad my son-in-law
And changed my very life.
Now my daughter was my mother,
For she was my father's wife.
To complicate the matters worse
Although it brought me joy,
I soon became the father
Of a bouncing baby boy.
My little baby then became
A brother-in-law to dad,
And so became my uncle,
Though it made me very sad.
For if he was my uncle,
Then that also made him brother
To the widow's grown up daughter,
Who of course was my step-mother.
Father's wife then had a son
Who kept them on the run,
And he became my grandson
For he was my daughter's son.
My wife is now my mother's mother
And it makes me blue.
Because although she is my wife,
She's now my grandma too.
If my wife is my grandmother,
Then I am her grandchild.
And every time I think of it
It simply drives me wild.
For now I have become
The strangest case you ever saw,
As the husband of my grandmother,
I am my own grandpa!
I'm my own grandpa.
I'm my own grandpa.
It sounds funny, I know, but it really is so,
Oh, I'm my own grandpa.
Random Humor: Another Fishing Story
I have never been good at fishing. Over the years I have discovered there are only two kinds of fishermen: those who fish for sport and those who catch something.
I've never figured out, when I fish, if I am drowning worms or teaching them to fish.
I usually stop at the fish store on the way home and have him toss me a fish so I can say I caught it.
I used to go fishing with my sister's father-in-law, Bill. Every time we went out he'd be picking these things out of the water left and right. I would sit there in amazement wondering what his secret was.
One day I got up early to get to our fishing spot by myself, thinking I might catch something with one less pole in the water. Hours went by without a nibble when suddenly, a fish leaps up to the side of my boat and says, "Hey where's Bill?"
An old high school friend was visiting and we decided to go fishing. We were just sitting above the river with our lines in the water when my friend says, "Hey, twenty bucks on the person who catches the first fish."
"You're on," I says.
Soon I got a nibble and became so excited that I fell into the water.
"Hold everything! yelled my friend. "If you're going to dive for them the bet's off."