This is the story of the blonde flying in a two-seater airplane with just the pilot. He has a heart attack and dies. She, frantic, calls out a May Day."May Day! May Day! Help me! Help me! My pilot had a heart attack and is dead. And I don't know how to fly. Help me! Please help me!" She hears a voice over the radio saying:"This is Air Traffic Control and I have you loud and clear. I will talk you through this and get you back on the ground. I've had a lot of experience with this kind of problem. 'Now, just take a deep breath. Everything will be fine! Now give me your height and position." She says,"I'm 5'4" and I support Obama.""O.K." says the voice on the radio...."Repeat after me: Our Father. . Who art in Heaven. . . .." ****************************************************************************** ************************************************************************HOPE YOUR DAY GOES BETTER THAN HERS--HAVE A WONDERFUL WEEKEND
YESTERDAY WAS PROBABLY THE LAST GOOD DAY OF THE YEAR TO RIDE SO I TOOK ADVANTAGE OF IT. ALMOST 350 MILES AND SEVERAL WATERING HOLES I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW EXISTED. NOW I ONLY HAVE 1 PROBLEM--I THINK MY REALITY CHECK JUST BOUNCED. HAVE A GREAT DAY!
