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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.

Friday, February 16, 2007

2/16 - MRI Results

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Friday, February 16, 2007
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Thought I’d do an update. Son #4 has CLEAN SCANS yet again! Ok,
the radiologist didn’t come out and say, “Good news, your son
had clean scans.” He said, “Good news, everything is stable.” I
don’t think I like that word, “stable”. There’s a little blip in
son #4’s noodle that they long ago determined was scar tissue.
Yet each time he has an MRI, it’s “everything is stable” not
“we have clean scans again.” I don’t know, maybe it’s just sleep
depravation. But, at least I’ll be able to sleep tonight. Yipee!

So, a bit more on the Trolley Square thing; it’s kind of sad to
hear some of the stories of the victims. It was just such a
random thing. All very sad. Yes, there are “no guns allowed”
sings all over Trolley Square. When they interviewed the off
duty officer, we got to see his wife. Either he’s really tall,
or she’s really short. Or both. The officer’s wife was a very
young looking, cute little red-headed, pregnant girl. She looked
very innocent, and had that sweet (what we affectionately call
around here) “Molly Mormon” look about her. But when she spoke,
she spoke with confidence and poise. Then we heard later that
she was also ‘packing heat’. Guess you really can’t judge a book
by its cover.

Now a funny on son #4. He likes to play video games. (It’s kind
of funny to see him get up really close to the screen and turn
his head so his one ‘good’ eye can see.) Anyway, that’s where he
gets a lot of his phrases he uses. And phrases that we have to
correct, and monitor the games even closer. The other day he
said, “I’m going to kick you’re aXX” My sweet wife sat him down
and told him that that was a swear word and that he shouldn’t
use it. She said he could use the word ‘butt’. (which, ok, isn’t
perfect but better I guess...) So, anyway, the next day he let
the same phrase slip. She said, “Do you want me to wash out your
mouth with soap?” He hung his head and said, “no”. She hugged
him and told him not to use that word again. He went into the
bathroom and grabbed the liquid soap and rubbed it in his mouth,
by himself. My sweet wife said, “Why did you do that?” he said,
“How else am I going to learn?”

Hmm... I think I just want to fast forward 15 years and see what
he’s turned into.

Enjoy today’s Jokes
Marty

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Those of you who are as old as I am will be able to relate to
these lyrics; those who are still young will get a preview of
what is in store for you!

To commemorate her 69th Birthday on October 1, actress/vocalist
Julie Andrews made a special appearance at Manhattan's Radio
City Music Hall for the benefit of the AARP. One of the musical numbers she performed was "My Favorite
Things" from the Legendary movie "Sound of Music"Here are the lyrics she used:

Maalox and nose drops and needles for knitting,
Walkers and handrails and new dental fittings,
Bundles of magazines tied up in string,
These are a few of my favorite things.
Cadillacs and cataracts and hearing aids and glasses,
Polident and Fixodent and false teeth in glasses,

Pacemakers, go carts and porches with swings,
These are a few of my favorite things.

When the pipes leak,
When the bones creak,
When the knees go bad,
I simply remember my favorite things,
And then I don't feel so bad.

Hot tea and crumpets and corn pads for bunions,
No spicy hot food or food cooked with onions,
Bathrobes and heating pads and hot meals they bring,
These are a few of my favorite things.

Back pains, confused brains, and no fear of sinning,
Thin bones and fractures and hair that is thinning,
And we won't mention our short shrunken frames,
When we remember our favorite things.
When the joints aches,
When the hips break,
When the eyes grow dim,
Then I remember the great life I've had,
And then I don't feel so bad.

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HOW TO DRIVE IN PHOENIX:

1. You must first learn to pronounce the city name, it is:
"FEE-NICKS".

[Ok, let me jump into this joke here for a second. I’ll be
brief. I was in training the other day, and we had a trainer
from back east. We have a hospital that has “Alta” in the name.
He kept pronouncing it ALL-ta (like “All” the president’s men).
We, who live and say this name on a daily basis say AL-ta (like
“Al” Bundy on Home improvement). I think I should have said
something, but didn’t. It’s kind of like the great state of
Nevada that boarders right next to the (greater) state of Utah.
I hear senators and congressmen from back east say Na-Vaah-da
(aah, as in stick your tongue out and say aah…) when it’s
supposed to be pronounced Na-Va-da (‘a’ like in back). But,
enough of my ramblings, back to the joke.]

2. The morning rush hour is from 5:00am to noon. The evening
rush hour is from noon to 7:00pm. Friday's rush hour starts on
Thursday morning.

3. The minimum acceptable speed on most freeways is 85 mph. On
Loop 101, your speed is expected to match the highway number.
Anything less is considered "Wussy".

4. Forget the traffic rules you learned elsewhere. Phoenix has
its own version of traffic rules. For example, cars/trucks
with the loudest muffler go first at a four-way stop; the trucks
with the biggest tires go second. However, East Valley, SUV-
driving, cell phone-talking moms ALWAYS have the right of way.

5. If you actually stop at a yellow light, you will be rear
ended, cussed out, and possibly shot.

6. Never honk at anyone. Ever. Seriously. It's another offense
that can get you shot.

7. Road construction is permanent and continuous in Phoenix.
Detour barrels are moved around during the middle of the night
to make the next day's driving a bit more exciting.

8. Watch carefully for road hazards such as drunks, skunks,
dogs, barrels, cones, cows, horses, cats, mattresses, shredded
tires, squirrels, rabbits, crows, vultures, javelinas,
roadrunners, and the coyotes feeding on any of these items.

9. The Maricopa Freeway, Papago Freeway and the "I-10" are the
same road.

10. If someone actually has their turn signal on, wave them to
the shoulder immediately to let them know it has been
"accidentally activated."

11. If you are in the left lane and only driving 70 in a 55-65
mph zone, you are considered a slow-moving road hazard and will
be "flipped off" accordingly. If you return the flip, you'll be
shot.

12. For summer driving, it is advisable to wear potholders on
your hands.

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When I go to a local discount store to get oil and filters
for my car, I buy my wife a bouquet of flowers on display
near the checkout counter. During one trip, some women in line
behind me were oohing and aahing about a husband getting flowers
for his wife. "How often do you do that?" one asked. Before I
could answer, the cashier, more than familiar with my routine,
said, "Every three months or 3,000 miles, whichever comes
first."

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Thursday, December 28, 2006

12/28 - Home surgery

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Thursday, December 28, 2006
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Today we went to the plastic surgeon for son #4’s post-op check
up. We were running late and the roads were snowy, so I drove as
fast as I could and ‘white knuckled’ it all the way to the
University. When we arrived literally one minute early, they said,
“Oh, sorry, he hasn’t arrived yet, and when he does get here,
he’ll be at least an hour late.” Oh wonderful. I said, “It would
have been nice if someone could have called and let us know...”
The receptionist didn’t answer.

So we left and went to exchange some of Santa’s gifts while we
waited for the doc. When we were done, we walked back into the
docs office 90 minutes later. We got to see him within 10 minutes.
Both surgeons were there, (including the Doogie Howser one ).
As we talked with the surgeons about his bone graft, son #4
listened and asked questions and answered correctly (with his
impish grin of course). Then the doc asked something and son #4
answered with an answer well beyond his years. The doc looked him
squarely in the eye and said, “Thank you. And, how old did you say
you were?” son #4 answered quickly and then the doc said, “And
when’s your birthday?” again son #4 answered without hesitation.
The doc said ‘wow, that’s great’ gave him a high five and got up
to leave. Dr. Doogie had the biggest grin on her face, like son #4
had just made her day. I almost said, “Well he *is* ‘profoundly
socially adept
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The plastic surgeon said that they could fix the bald spots on son
#4’s head. (Because of his radiation treatments)
They said they could put a bubble between his skull and skin and
stretch the skin for a month. Then they’d take the bubble out and
use the extra skin, with hair, to pull down over his bald spot. I
don’t know about that one; it’s just a little too cosmeticy for me
right now. Maybe in the future.

The doc also said to take vitamin E and rub and massage it into
the scar, twice a day, for several months. That’s supposed to help
it fade away. So, this afternoon my sweet wife got down a vitamin
E tablet. (It’s a plastic pill filled with liquid) She put it on
the counter and son #4 asked what it was for. She said he was
going to rub it on his scar to help it fade away. So he took it
and started rubbing his head with it. My sweet wife turned around
with scissors and said, “No, not yet. First I have to poke a hole
in it.” Son #4 grabbed his head in mortal fear, and screamed in
terror, “NO! Don’t poke a hole in my head!” She smiled and said,
“No silly. I have to poke a hole in the pill, not your head.”
After a second, he laughed and laughed. He said, “Mom, call dad
and tell him what I did so he can put it in the Joke of the day!”

Ok...


Enjoy today’s Jokes!
Marty

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A sick man turned to his doctor,
As he was preparing to leave the examination room and said,
"Doctor, I am afraid to die.
Tell me what lies on the other side."

Very quietly, the doctor said, "I don't know."

"You don't know?
You, a Christian man, do not know what is on the other side?"

The doctor was holding the handle of the door;
On the other side came a sound of scratching and whining,
And as he opened the door,
A dog sprang into the room
And leaped on him with an eager show of gladness.

Turning to the patient, the doctor said,
"Did you notice my dog?
He's never been in this room before.
He didn't know what was inside.
He knew nothing except that his master was here,
And when the door opened, he sprang in without fear.
I know little of what is on the other side of death,
But I do know one thing...
I know my Master is there and that is enough."
~Wanda D.


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A group of Minnesota friends went deer hunting and paired off in
twos for the day. That night, one of the hunters returned alone,
staggering under the weight of an eight-point buck.

"Where's Henry?" the others asked.

"Henry had a stroke of some kind. He's a couple of miles back up
the trail," the successful hunter replied.

"You left Henry laying out there and carried the deer back?" they
inquired.

"A tough call," nodded the hunter. "But I figured no one is going
to steal Henry!"
~Wanda D.

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I keep all of my New Year's resolutions, every single one. How do
I do it? Quite simple, really. After years of introspection and
many sessions with a Magic 8-Ball, I've developed a healthy
understanding of what I can and cannot do. Therefore, I keep my
resolutions realistic. For example, a few years ago I resolved to
gain five pounds. And I did. Last year I decided that I didn't
know enough curse words. Today my vocabulary is much richer. And
as for 2007? This will be the year I don't clean up my garage.
Andy Simmons - Senior Editor Readers Digest

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