US Route 60 East - Day 07
Friday, May 13 2005

Today's Narrative

Uh-oh. Today is Friday the 13th. Have you ever wondered how Friday the 13th got it's rep as a day of bad luck? The answer is right here.

Part of the mystique of Friday the 13th is triskaidekaphobia. And the word triskaidekaphobia has an interesting origin.

13 is unlucky and 7 is lucky. So what is the significance of the fact that this, the seventh day of this trip, falls on Friday the 13th? I have no idea.

Ok, enough weirdness. Here's today's narrative:

Oh, before I forget...

Bye-bye Brandi. Thanks for all your help. Best of luck!

Now, the narrative: (gonna be almost anticlimatic :)

The trip is on pause while we visit with friends in Louisville, KY. I suspect we'll be hitting the road again on Monday.

No pix, no stats. But there is a bonus joke below. Enjoy.

Thought For The Day

This thought donated by Terry...

by Dave Barry, Nationally Syndicated Columnist

  1. Never, under any circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night.
  2. If you had to identify, in one word, the reason why the human race has not achieved, and never will achieve, its full potential, that word would be "meetings."
  3. There is a very fine line between "hobby" and "mental illness."
  4. People who want to share their religious views with you almost never want you to share yours with them.
  5. You should not confuse your career with your life.
  6. Nobody cares if you can't dance well. Just get up and dance.
  7. Never lick a steak knife.
  8. The most destructive force in the universe is gossip.
  9. You will never find anybody who can give you a clear and compelling reason why we observe daylight savings time.
  10. You should never say anything to a woman that even remotely suggests that you think she's pregnant unless you can see an actual baby emerging from her at that moment.
  11. There comes a time when you should stop expecting other people to make a big deal about your birthday. That time is age eleven.
  12. The one thing that unites all human beings, regardless of age, gender, religion, economic status or ethnic background, is that, deep down inside, we ALL believe that we are above average drivers.
  13. A person who is nice to you, but rude to a waiter, is not a nice person. (This is very important. Pay attention. It never fails.)
  14. Your true friends love you anyway.
  15. Never be afraid to try something new. Remember that a lone amateur built the Ark. A large group of professionals built the Titanic.
  16. Men are like fine wine... They start out as grapes, and it's up to the women to stomp the crap out of them until they turn into something acceptable to have to dinner with.

Joke Of The Day

From Ralph in FL:

More Cards You'll Never See At Hallmark:

"I'm so miserable without you, it's almost like you're here."

"If you ever need a friend, buy a dog.*"

"Congratulations on your new bundle of joy.
Have you determined who the father is?"

"If you didn't have any money, I'd still love you.
And miss you very much."

"Your friends and I wanted to do something special for your birthday.
So we're having you put to sleep."

"Happy Birthday, Uncle Dad!!"

*The Navigator was none too happy about this sentiment. So I gave him two Greenies and now he's okay with it.
He's soooooo easy :)

Bonus joke:

From Denise in IN:
We serve only the freshest jokes. Denise sent this one to me literally minutes ago :)

Two 90-year-old men, Moe and Sam, have been friends all their lives. But now Sam is dying of cancer, and Moe comes to visit him every day.

"Sam," says Moe, "You know how we have both loved baseball all our lives, and how we played minor league ball together for so many years. Sam, you have to do me one favor. When you get to Heaven, and I know you will go to Heaven, somehow you've got to let me know if there's baseball in Heaven."

Sam looks up at Moe from his death bed, and says, "Moe, you've been my best friend many years. This favor, if it is at all possible, I'll do for you."

And, shortly after that, Sam passes on.

It is midnight a couple of nights later. Moe is sound asleep when he is awakened by a blinding flash of white light and a voice calls out to him, "Moe.... Moe...."

"Who is it?" says Moe sitting up suddenly. "Who is it?"

"Moe, it's me, Sam," says the voice.

"Come on. You're not Sam. Sam just died."

"I'm telling you," insists the voice. "It's me, Sam!"

"Sam? Is that really you? Where are you?"

I'm in heaven," says Sam, "and I've got to tell you, I've got really good news and a little bad news."

"So, tell me the good news first," says Moe.

"The good news," says Sam, "is that there is baseball in heaven. Better yet, all our old buddies who've gone before us are there. Better yet, we're all young men again. Better yet, it's always spring time and it never rains or snows. And best of all, we can play baseball all we want, and we never get tired!"

"Really?" says Moe. "That is fantastic, wonderful beyond my wildest dreams! But, what's the bad news?"

"On the game roster it says you're pitching next Tuesday"


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