Saturday, November 05, 2005

THE IRVINGS SHOULD CLEAN THEIR NEWSPAPERS WITH THIS!!!!

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WWHHHEEEE...CLOSE ONE!!!!! BLOG WAS KAPUT!!!!

I got home and had a few emails telling me that my blog wasn't working???

I tried it and nothing.

I said to myself - Can you imagine if someone carcked in the main Blogger system?

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Can you imagine the panic around the world? No more blogs!!!!

As for me? I would continue sending updates like the old days but it would be boring because this would be done without pictures and artist WCIE would be out of a job!!!!

Yes, it was a wake up call and if the Bloggling system would have been Kaput?

I am 100% that the Irvings, Rogers Television and the Brnard Lord would have been very happy!

Here's the final stats before the blog shut down!!!!!

1 e-novations.ca 4:45:11 pm 2 1:48
2 aliant.net 3:08:21 pm 1 0:00
3 ev1servers.net 3:07:34 pm 1 0:00
4 rogers.com 3:04:15 pm 24 54:52
5 aliant.net 2:59:44 pm 3 12:07
6 nbnet.nb.ca 2:57:44 pm 4 5:21
7 cox.net 2:54:49 pm 1 0:00
8 fastwebnet.it 2:54:21 pm 1 0:00
9 comcast.net 2:54:06 pm 1 0:00
10 unbsj.ca 2:40:04 pm 6 0:49
11 206.113.18.# 2:33:29 pm 3 5:14
12 sympatico.ca 2:21:48 pm 1 0:00
13 e-novations.ca 2:19:31 pm 3 22:07
14 aliant.net 2:15:34 pm 3 12:40
15 aliant.net 2:07:50 pm 1 0:00
16 comcast.net 2:06:41 pm 1 0:00
17 rogers.com 2:04:46 pm 3 0:18
18 nbnet.nb.ca 2:00:58 pm 1 0:00
19 tassietek.com 1:41:48 pm 3 27:17
20 65.75.66.# 1:38:05 pm 1 0:00
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HOW COME I ALWAYS HEAR THAT NEW BRUNSWICK IS A < HAVE NOT > PROVINCE???????

L-H-Money

37 seconds of reading......< a must read >

It sure makes a person think does it??? Do you have 37 seconds????? Go inside......



This is a lovely story that's been making its rounds through the officers at BNS.

A great note for all to read it will take just 37 seconds to read this and
change your thinking.

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window.

The other man had to spend all his time flat ! on his back. The men talked for
ours on end.

They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.

Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would
pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the
distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Al though the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it.

In his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Days and weeks passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.

She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away. As soon
>as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to
>the window.

The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure >he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped >himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.

He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed.

It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.

The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.

She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."

Epilogue: There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own
situations.

Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled. If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy.

"Today is a gift, that's why it is called the present."

The origin of this letter is unknown, but it brings good luck to everyone who passes it on. Do not keep this letter.

Just forward it to your friends to whom you wish good luck. You will see that something good will happen to you....Have a wonderfull day,, and always remember to wear a smile.