Silly Joke Friday

Silly Joke #1

A father scolded his son for being so unruly and the child decided to rebel against his father. He got some of his clothes, his teddy bear and his piggy bank and proudly announced, “I’m running away from home!!!” The father calmly decided to look at the matter logically. “What if you get hungry?” he asked. “Then I’ll come home and eat,” bravely declared the child. “And what if you run out of money?” inquired the father. “Then I’ll come home and get some,” readily replied the child. The man then made a final attempt, “What if your clothes get dirty?” “Then I’ll come home and let mommy wash them,” was the reply. The man shook his head and exclaimed to himself, “This kid isn’t running away from home, he’s going off to college!”

Silly Joke #2

Some tourists in the Chicago Museum of Natural History are marveling at the dinosaur bones. One of them asks the guard, “Can you tell me how old the dinosaur bones are?” The guard replies, “They are 3 million, four years, and six months old.” “That’s an awfully exact number,” says the tourist. “How do you know their age so precisely?” The guard answers, “Well, the dinosaur bones were three million years old when I started working here, and that was four and a half years ago.”

Silly Joke #3

A Highway Patrolman waited outside a popular bar, hoping for a bust. At closing time everyone come out and he spotted his potential quarry. The man was so obviously inebriated that he could barely walk. He stumbled around the parking lot for a few minutes, looking for his car. After trying his keys on five other cars, he finally found his own vehicle. He sat in the car a good ten minutes, as the other patrons left. He turned his lights on, then off, wipers on, then off. He started to pull forward into the grass, then stopped. Finally, when he was the last car, he pulled out onto the road and started to drive away. The patrolman, waiting for this, turned on his lights and pulled the man over. He administered the breathalyzer test, and to his great surprise, the man blew a 0.00. The patrolman was dumbfounded. “This equipment must be broken!” he exclaimed. “I doubt it,” said the man, “Tonight I am the designated decoy!”

Bonus Silly Joke

Tom is applying for a job as a signalman for the local railroad and is told to meet the inspector at the signal box. The inspector decides to give Tom a pop quiz, asking: “What would you do if you realized that two trains were heading towards each other on the same track?” Tom says: “I would switch one train to another track.” “What if the lever broke?” asks the inspector. “Then I’d run down to the tracks and use the manual lever down there,” answers Tom. “What if that had been struck by lightning?” challenges the inspector. “Then,” Tom continued, “I’d run back up here and use the phone to call the next signal box.” “What if the phone was busy?” “In that case,” Tom argued, “I’d run to the street level and use the public phone near the station.” “What if that had been vandalized?” “Oh well,” said Tom, “in that case I would run into town and get my Uncle Leo. This puzzled the inspector, so he asked “Why would you do that?” “Because he’s never seen a train crash!”

Peace, love, light, and joy,
Andrew Arthur Dawson

Question For The Day

Today’s question is…

Do you maintain any type of diary or journal? If so, how often do you write in it and how long have you been doing it?

Peace, love, light, and joy,
Andrew Arthur Dawson


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Dear Diary???

Every now and then I feel really compelled to write an entry that explains my blog and the writings I do for it because quite often people seem to question me surrounding it.

There’s a simple answer what this blog is at its very core.

It’s an online “Dear Diary” of sorts and nothing more.

Look, I don’t have that many creative talents, but if there is one thing I do feel I’m good at, it’s composing my thoughts in a clear manner on paper, or as in this case with my blog, digitally.

When my spiritual teacher suggested back in 2012 that I should start writing all the things I’ve gone through in life and continue to go through, by way of a diary or journal, I balked. I’ve never been the “Dear Diary” type. Although I was a small-town columnist in prior years for a few local newspapers writing inspirational stories for readers to digest, the idea of writing for myself about my life experiences in a diary and being told it could actually help heal myself, seemed a little absurd. It just didn’t quite make sense how this could do anything good for me, especially in some type of notebook with my handwriting always being so atrocious. So, when my spiritual teacher recommended that I start an online blog instead, which I learned was basically an online version of a “Dear Diary”, I decided the only thing I could do was at least try it out.

I officially wrote my first post for this blog on January 14th, 2013. It was nothing more than me stating an intention for myself to begin something new in my life. After that, I made a commitment to keep posting something every single day from then on out, in the hopes that it may indeed help myself spiritually heal and grow. I never thought that anything I wrote though would ultimately connect much with anyone else, that was until I began seeing people discover my blog on the Internet, and even sign up for the free subscription to it. As time moved forward, some suggested I repost the links to my articles on social media. I was a little hesitant at first, but eventually I did and soon found more were finding connection to my spiritual journey and musings via my blog’s words. But more importantly was that it did seem to be helping me somehow with my healing, as there were days I felt far better on the mental, emotional, and spiritual levels after composing my thoughts in an article. Unfortunately, along with all these benefits this online “Dear Diary” was bringing me, came some negative energy as well, or should I say a peanut gallery of people who felt the need to tear down and question my writing, rather than uplift and appreciate it. Dealing with that has probably been the only hard part of maintaining this online diary.

Nevertheless, this blog is still mainly for me and my healing. It began that way and will continue to remain that way. It’s a tool I use to express my truths in a way I understand. While they may not be anyone else’s truths and while others may not understand at times what I write either, I’ve begun to accept that’s ok because a blog in of itself is simply one person’s opinions and viewpoints in life, which in my case is a diary of my life, of all my ups and downs, my storms and sufferings, my triumphs and failures, and everything in between. The fact is, I write for me and only me, to help me go within, and to communicate to my inner self. While my words at times may indeed come off as preposterous to others, I accept that, because this is my “Dear Diary”, and is something meant to help me. If it helps others, I’m thankful to God for that, but ultimately, it’s still at its very core for me and my spiritual journey in life. While some may not like what I write and judge my content, I’m thankful I keep beating to my own drum by maintaining this because it’s been helping me heal and spiritually grow. And, if in the process, it helps any of you as well on your own spiritual journeys, I’m blessed to know that too.

So, “Dear Diary”, as I complete one more entry in you for one more day of my life, I credit the Spirit within me and the God of my understanding, for giving me such a strong drive to keep on doing something that has truly helped me on my spiritual journey, even when others may harshly judge me and my words from time to time.

Peace, love, light, and joy,
Andrew Arthur Dawson