I was thinking back to when I was young and how something like a laptop would have been like something out of a science fiction movie. If I had seen a PDA when I was a youngster I would have thought the person carrying it was an alien. Funny how fast technology has progressed so fast. I am guess soon an ordinary TV will end up being 3three dimensional for example, that would be very cool don’t you think. I also remember the cutting edge of technology was a Commodore-64 or a VIC-20, which is by today’s standards very laughable. What does the future have in store for us I wonder? Some of it will be good I imagine but some of the things they invent to make our lives easier seems to make us want to be more lazy don’t you agree? It seems to me society has become too dependant on technology in the first place anyway. Look for example when the black outs occurred last week everything in those areas pretty much ground to a halt what would be the end result if some major disaster happened for example? Not good I would imagine. One of these days we will be totally dependant on computers for everything and some one will release a virus that will bring down everything and then we will all be up the creek sans paddle. Maybe that will be the new wave of modern warfare in the future trying to give a country the blue error screen of death and making everything crash and lock up. The new viruses on the internet what if they had held a code to format all of the hard drives they came into contact with, and what if they had targeted all types of operating systems? Something to think about I guess, must go and get ready to go too work I guess talk to you all later.

HERE IS A JOKE FOR YOU....................


A young boy asks his father, "Dad, is it ok for us guys to notice all the different kind of boobs?"

Surprised, the father answers, "Well, sure son, we wouldn't be normal if we didn't....there are all kinds of breasts...depending on a woman's age-- In her twenties, a woman's breasts are like melons, round and firm. In her thirties to forties, they are like pears, still nice but hanging a bit. After fifty, they are like onions."

"Onions, Dad?"

"Yeah, you see them and they make you cry...."


Not to be outdone, his sister asks her mother, "Mom, how many kinds of penises are there?"

The mother, delighted to have equal time, answers, "Well, daughter, a man goes through three phases. In a man's twenties, a man's penis is like an oak, mighty and hard. In his thirties and forties, it is like a birch, flexible but reliable. After his fifties, it's like a Christmas tree."

"A Christmas tree?"

"Yep, dried up and the balls are only there for decoration..."