3/22/2013 (1744)

Folks,
 
I don’t have much today, but I will go with what I have.
 
Tomorrow Morning I am going down to the American Consulate to pick up Bernadette’s New Pass Port. They told me to go back in four weeks to pick it up. Tomorrow is exactly 4 weeks.
 
We had a late lunch or an early dinner with Art Hagen today too. Rose will be returning from Singapore on Sunday. Art is Navigating the city, the area and his driving pretty well without Rose this week. The saying here is if you can drive in the Philippines you can drive anywhere. If you see an opening, go for it. If you constantly let the other guy in you will never get anywhere.  
 
Gary
 
 
 
         Happy Birthday Diane Millang Volk (DHS ’77):Sherwood, ND
                                               
 
      Happy Birthday Wendy Strietzel:Sawyer, ND
 
                        
 
Cebu Marco Polo Buffet Dinner – March, 18th
I wanted to share this nice picture of Bernadette with our good friend Em-Em.
 
Folks,
 
I’d say Art Hagen eats pretty well here in the Philippines.  Rose and Art ordered what
they thought would be a light dinner in this new restaurant and this is what they got.
Kind of like the Jumbo Berger at Dale’s in Dunseith.
 
Gary
 
 
 
Joke of the day
Posted by Rosemary Smith: Bottineau, ND
 
TWO BOYS!!!!!!!

Two little boys, ages 8 and 10, are excessively mischievous.

They are always getting into trouble and their parents know if any mischief occurs in their town, the two boys are probably involved.

The boys’ mother heard that a preacher in town had been successful in disciplining children, so she asked if he would speak with her boys. The preacher agreed, but he asked to see them individually.

The mother sent the 8 year old in the morning, with the older boy to see the preacher in the afternoon.

The preacher, a huge man with a deep booming voice, sat the younger boy down and asked him sternly,

“Do you know where God is, son?”

The boy’s mouth dropped open, but he made no response, sitting there wide-eyed with his mouth hanging open.

So the preacher repeated the question in an even sterner tone,

“Where is God?!

Again, the boy made no attempt to answer.

 The preacher raised his voice even more and shook his finger in the boy’s face and bellowed, “WHERE IS GOD?!”

The boy screamed & bolted from the room, ran directly home & dove into his closet, slamming the door behind him.

When his older brother found him in the closet, he asked,

“What happened?”

The younger brother, gasping for breath replied, “We are in BIG trouble this time!”

“GOD is missing, and they think WE did it!”