...this show in Middletown, NY at the Orange County Fairgrounds. I am hoping it is not a dud like was the one I went to a couple or few weeks ago in White Plains, NY. That one pretty much sucked although it did beat the most excellent day I ever had at work (well maybe the second most excellent day ever at work, the first one truly was excellent). I am driving up with my good friend Pete A. We will only be leaving my place at about 0900 so we will miss the 0900 opening of the show by a long shot. I hope that the dealer I hope to see there will be there and that he will still have the Remington Model 8 I saw on his table at White Plains, too bad I did not buy it there. I want one in .35 Remington and while that one was in the now defunct .30 Remington caliber I still should have bought it as a collector piece. I could probably easily make more on it than he was selling it for if I ever decided to sell it. If I do happen to find a nice on in .35 Remington at a good price, well then, I will buy that one instead.
If I am really lucky tomorrow, I will get Pete to buy a gun. I kind of doubt it but who knows, he may pick up something like a .22 rifle if I talk to him right. He is not much of a gun guy but I think I can turn him into one. Time will tell on that, I suppose.
This time, I think I will remember to take along the $1 off coupons for the admission fee.
All the best,
Glenn B
Friday, February 17, 2012
Heaven Or Hell (Your Choice) - A Tale With A Moral
I got the following in an email from a friend today. There was no attribution so I am using it here. If it turns out to be copyrighted, then I may have to take it down, yet something tells me this was meant to be shared (the italics are mine). Anyway, read it now, it may not be here later. It is not just all in fun, there is a moral and a very important point being made.
" While walking down the street one day a "Corrupt" Senator (that may be redundant) was tragically hit by a car and died.
His soul arrives in heaven and he is met by St. Peter at the entrance. "Welcome to heaven," says St.. Peter.
"Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you."
"No problem, just let me in," says the Senator.
"Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from the higher ups".
"What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity".
"Really?, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven," says the Senator.
"I'm sorry, but we have our rules." And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell.
The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him. Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people. They played a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and the finest champagne.
Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy who is having a good time dancing and telling jokes.
They are all having such a good time that before the Senator realizes it, it is time to go. Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises.
The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens in heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him, "Now it's time to visit heaven...”;
So, 24 hours passed with the Senator joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns.
"Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now choose your eternity."
The Senator reflects for a minute, then he answers: "Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell." So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell...
Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage. He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls to the ground.
The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulders. "I don't understand," stammers the Senator. "Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened?"
The devil smiles at him and says,
" Yesterday we were campaigning, Today, you voted.. "
Vote wisely on November 2, 2012........! "
A hat tip to Jim McK. for this one.
All the best,
GB
" While walking down the street one day a "Corrupt" Senator (that may be redundant) was tragically hit by a car and died.
His soul arrives in heaven and he is met by St. Peter at the entrance. "Welcome to heaven," says St.. Peter.
"Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you."
"No problem, just let me in," says the Senator.
"Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from the higher ups".
"What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity".
"Really?, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven," says the Senator.
"I'm sorry, but we have our rules." And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell.
The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him. Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people. They played a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and the finest champagne.
Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy who is having a good time dancing and telling jokes.
They are all having such a good time that before the Senator realizes it, it is time to go. Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises.
The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens in heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him, "Now it's time to visit heaven...”;
So, 24 hours passed with the Senator joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns.
"Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now choose your eternity."
The Senator reflects for a minute, then he answers: "Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell." So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell...
Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage. He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls to the ground.
The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulders. "I don't understand," stammers the Senator. "Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened?"
The devil smiles at him and says,
" Yesterday we were campaigning, Today, you voted.. "
Vote wisely on November 2, 2012........! "
A hat tip to Jim McK. for this one.
All the best,
GB
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