Marty's Joke of the Day

Marty's Joke of the day is an internet column that I've written for more than 5 years.
I tell humorous stories about my "sweet wife" and raising our 4 young sons, named #1, #2, #3, and #4.
After 5 years of story telling, in August of 2005, doctors found a brain tumor in son #4.
Our focus here has changed little as we still try to find humor in our lives.

Monday, April 10, 2006

4/10 - Young pics

Monday, April 10, 2006

[Our 300th Blog Site Post! – http://martysjotd.blogspot.com ]

It was a busy Saturday. Three of us started out with a 3 hour long
play practice. After that, I snuck off with my father-in-law to
Randolph to pick up my dad’s truck and camper. We’ve gotten a few
offers on the camper, but no one wants to drive 2 hours to look at
it. So we hauled it home. While we were gone, my sweet wife had a
birthday party with 5 visually impaired 5 year olds. She said they
had a great time. I was happy for them. Yup. Kids’ birthday
parties aren’t exactly my cup of tea. Not that I mind helping, but
stuff another 5 kids into our house and turn up the volume another
30%, and it’s enough to drive me nuts.

Anyway, by the time Sunday rolled around, I was bushed. I played a
few computer games with the kids, and then I got out my brand new
scanner. The other one started scanning with deep lines. So last
weekend we went to the computer store to get another one. I hadn’t
had much time to play with it until last Sunday. It will scan
pictures from negatives and slides too. It’s a pretty cool unit.
Anyway, I found a few pictures of me during my elementary
school days. (see below) After I scanned them, I showed them to
son #2 and he said, “That one looks like son #3!” then he said,
“And that one looks like me!”

Here are a couple of them;

Anyway, it’s kind of cool to put them all together and see how
things have really changed! I think my grand kids will get a kick
out of them...

For those of you who get this as email...
Enjoy today’s Jokes!

p.s. The play is coming along really well. I’ve learned my lines,
but can’t say them without message up on stage yet. But soon. And,
if you’re going to be in Downtown Salt Lake City at the conference
center on May 11th, 12th, or 13th, let me know. Tickets are only $3
each. It’s going to be a really great show!

Reader Comment Section:

> p.s. And, a funny license plate holder I saw today on a police
> car; "Honk if you're D.U.I."

Speaking of funny license plate holders... I saw one on a police
K-9 unit that said, "Wanna play hide-n-seek?"

~Justin H.

[Oh, P.S. Just is still around, he just thinks he’s busy during
tax season. Go figure.]


During the second Gulf War, I was an Air Force colonel. I
routinely flew on different aircraft to familiarize myself with
their capabilities. One day I was aboard an intelligence aircraft
where each crew member was surrounded by complex gear. A young
major showed me his computer screen. "That's a chat screen, Sir,"
the soldier said. "We use it to relay enemy information to the
crew. It's like instant messaging." Nodding, I moved down the
line. Flashing on an airman's screen several feet away was this
warning: "Heads up! The colonel's on the way!"


I was having trouble with the idea of turning 30 and was
oversensitive to any signs of advancing age. When I found a
prominent gray hair in my bangs, I pointed to my forehead. "Have
you seen this?" I indignantly asked my husband. "What?" he asked.
"The wrinkles?"


A widower who never paid any attention to his wife while she was
alive now found himself missing her desperately. He went to a
psychic to see if he could contact his late wife. The psychic went
into a trance. A strange breeze wafted through the darkened room,
and suddenly, the man heard the unmistakable voice of his dearly
departed wife.
"Honey!" he cried. "Is that you?"
"Yes, my husband."
"Are you happy?"
"Yes, my husband."
"Happier than you were with me?"
"Yes, my husband."
"Then Heaven must be an amazing place!"
"I'm not in Heaven, dear."


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