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.

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

7/25 - Ducky Derby!

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Last year, just after Scout camp, and just before we were to leave
for Nauvoo Illinois, you’ll remember doctors found a tumor in son
#4’s head. This year, things are much better. He’s a year older,
and we’re all much wiser in things that matter.

I always heard about the Ducky Derby that the Make-a-wish
foundation held in August. I thought it would be cool to see
15,000+ rubber duckies float down the lazy river at raging waters
But, like life, I never got involved or paid much attention
to it. Now, almost a full year later, and a huge roller coaster
ride, we have an invitation to join 800+ other “wish
families” and attend the 18th annual Ducky Derby, and
2006 wish family reunion. (Known this year as “Duckies
of the Caribbean II”) You can buy a Ducky to float. For each $5
donation, you get a chance to win a brand new 2006 Pontiac G6
Sedan donated by Jerry Seiner dealerships

All donations go to the Make-a-Wish foundation. You can see more about it
here and make an online donation here

If you’d like, at the bottom of the form where it asks what the
specific referral source you can put something down like “For son
#4 at Martysjotd.blogspot.com”

But, if you win the car, you have to take my family for a ride!

Enjoy today’s Jokes!

Reader Comment sections


At a boat-rental concession, the manager went to the lake's edge
and yelled through his megaphone, "Number 99, come in, please.
Your time is up." Several minutes passed, but the boat didn't
return. "Boat number 99," he again hollered, "return to the dock
immediately or I'll have to charge you overtime."

"Something is wrong here, boss," his assistant said. "We only have
75 boats. There is no number 99."

The manager thought for a moment and then raised his mega- phone:
"Boat number 66," he yelled. "Are you having trouble out there?"

~Wanda D.


Grandpa was always going on about the good old days, and the lower
cost of living, in particular... "When I was a kid, my mom could
send me to the store, and I'd get a salami, two pints of milk, 6
oranges, 2 loaves o' bread, and a magazine, some new blue jeans...
all for a dollar!! Then Grandpa said sadly ..."You can't DO that
any more... they got those darn video cameras everywhere you look
~Wanda D.


After opening the medicine cabinet door caused my hairbrush to
tumble out, ricochet off the sink and into the toilet for the
third time in a week, I decided I needed to make a little room in
the cabinet. The first thing I pulled down was a bottle of pills
that had been prescribed by a doctor who died six years ago. At
this point I had no idea what the prescription was for and,
frankly, I'm not even sure it was for me, as the label had faded a
long time ago. But since I don't know what it's for, I'll never
know when I'll need it. So I put it back. I suppose I'll keep my
half-full jar of liniment. I indulged myself in a week-long
addiction to this stuff after I strained a muscle in my neck. This
brand uses heat to soothe aching muscles and it works pretty
quickly. Next to it is a bottle of calamine lotion. It was used
only once -- when I burned my neck rubbing too much liniment on
it. I should also probably keep my vertigo pills, even though a
yellow sticker on the side warns: May Cause Dizziness! Now, you
can look at this two ways. 1.) Don't take anything that might
cause dizziness; or 2.) While the vertigo will make me dizzy in
one direction, the pills will make me dizzy in another direction,
countering the effects. I was wrong. There was nothing I could
part with. So I made a decision: I just won't open my medicine
cabinet door anymore.


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