Weather: Very nice.
A chance for a thunderstorm on Friday but nice otherwise. We are into July my friends, only 4 months, 29 days, 14 hours and 53 minutes till the snowmobile trails open.
Fishing has improved, mosquitoes have dwindled down some and we have cold beer. What better time to come visit us in the UP?
Becker and I have not even been out on the side by side. Only been on the pontoon twice, so I guess we have to change our priorities, Summer is going quick and there is a lot of fun we need to have before it is over.
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The
Jewish
Quarterback:
The
coach
had
put
together
the
perfect
team
for
the
Baltimore
Ravens.
The
only
thing
missing
was
a
good
quarterback.
He
had
scouted
all
the
colleges
and
even
the
Canadian
and
European
Leagues,
but
he
couldn’t
find
a
ringer
who
could
ensure
a
Super
Bowl
win.
Then
one
night
while
watching
CNN
he
saw
a
war-zone
scene
in
the
West
Bank.
In
one
corner
of
the
background,
he
spotted
a
young
Israeli
soldier
with
a
truly
incredible
arm.
He
threw
a
hand-grenade
straight
into
a
15th story
window
100
yards
away.
KABOOM!
He
threw
another
hand-grenade
75
yards
away,
right
into
a
chimney.
KA-BLOOEY!
Then he threw another at a passing car going 90 mph. BULLS-EYE! “I’ve got to get this guy!” Coach said to himself. “He has the perfect Arm!” So, he brings him to the States and teaches him the great game of football. And the Ravens go on to win the Super Bowl. The young man is hailed as the great hero of football, and when the coach asks him what he wants, all the young man wants is to call his Mother. “Mom,” he says into the phone, “I just won the Super Bowl!” “I don’t want to talk to you, the old woman says.” You are not my son!” “I don’t think you understand, Mother,” the young man pleads. “I’ve won the greatest sporting event in the world. I’m here among thousands of my adoring fans.” “No!
Let
me
tell
you!”
his
mother
retorts.
“At
this
very
moment,
there
are
gunshots
all
around
us.
The neighborhood
is
a
pile
of
rubble.
Your
two
brothers
were
beaten
within
an
inch
of
their
lives
last
week,
and
I
have
to
keep
your
sister
in
the
house
so
she
doesn’t
get
raped!”
The
old
lady
pauses,
and
then
tearfully
says, |
