Been Busy

Hello everyone out there in never never land (if anyone actually reads this). I have been busy and lots of stuff going on in my life. The most important being in these pictures.







Yes, that's right, pretty soon there will be a little one running around the house. This is our first one. These pictures are at 18 weeks. Pretty amazing. Just watching the ultrasound and hearing the heartbeat is unbelievable. Due date is January 15. Almost halfway there. I will post more pictures as we go along.

We are not going to find out what it is. But we have picked out the names. For a boy Taylor Patrick and for a girl Madison Avery.

Now my master plan is to have 10 in order to field a baseball team and have a closing pitcher....However my wifey seems to think that is a little much. But how cool would that be !!!!!

Anyway I hope to post more soon. And to everyone that has donated to the Lance Armstrong Foundation for me THANKS !!!!!

Good Point

The man is Rick Mathes a prison minister. I thought it was good
reading.
The Muslim religion is the fastest growing religion per capita in the
United States, especially in the minority races!!!

"Allah or Jesus?" by Rick Mathes (A well known leader in prison
ministry)

Last month, I attended my annual training session that's required for
maintaining my state prison security clearance. During the training
session there was a presentation by three speakers representing the
Roman Catholic, Protestant and Muslim faiths, who explained each of
their beliefs.

I was particularly interested in what the Islamic Imam had to say.
The Imam gave a great presentation of the basics of Islam, complete
with
a video.

After the presentations, time was provided for questions and answers.

When it was my turn, I directed my question to the Imam and asked:
"Please, correct me if I'm wrong, but I understand that most Imams and
clerics of Islam have declared a holy jihad [Holy war] against the
infidels of the world and, that by killing an infidel, (which is a
command to all Muslims) they are assured of a place in heaven. If
that's
the case, can you give me the definition of an infidel?"

There was no disagreement with my statements and, without hesitation,
he
replied, "Non-believers!"

I responded, "So, let me make sure I have this straight. All followers
of Allah have been commanded to kill everyone who is not of your faith
so they can have a place in Heaven. Is that correct?"

The _expression on his face changed from one of authority and command
to
that of "a little boy who had just been caught with his hand in the
cookie jar." He sheepishly replied, "Yes"

I then stated, "Well, sir, I have a real problem trying to imagine Pope
John Paul commanding all Catholics to kill those of your faith or Dr.
Stanley ordering all Protestants to do the same in order to guarantee
them a place in Heaven!"

The Imam was speechless.

I continued, "I also have a problem with being your 'friend' , when you
and your brother clerics are telling your followers to kill me! Let me
ask you a question. Would you rather have your Allah, who tells you to
kill me in order for you to go to Heaven, or my Jesus who tells me to
love you because I am going to Heaven and He wants you to be there with
me?"

You could have heard a pin drop as the Imam hung his head in shame. Needless to say, the organizers and/or promoters of the
'Diversification' training seminar were not happy with Rick's way of
dealing with the Islamic Imam and exposing the truth about the Muslims'
beliefs. In twenty years there will be enough Muslim voters in the
U.S.to elect the President! I think everyone in the US should be
required to read this but with the liberal justice system, liberal
media,and the ACLU, there is no way this will be widely publicized.

Please pass this on to all your e-mail contacts.

This is a true story and the author, Rick Mathes, is a well known
leader
in prison ministry

A man only accepts the hand of his rescuer, once he realizes he is
drowning, and cannot save himself

US Marine

A United States Marine was attending some college courses between
assignments. He had completed missions in Iraq and Afghanistan. One of the
courses had a professor who was an avowed atheist and a member of the ACLU.

One day the professor shocked the class when he came in. He looked to the
ceiling and flatly stated, "God, if you are real, then I want you to knock
me off this platform. I'll give you exactly 15 minutes." The lecture room
fell silent. You could hear a pin drop. Ten minutes went by and the
professor proclaimed, "Here I am God. I'm still waiting." It got down to the
last couple of minutes when the Marine got out of his chair, went up to the
professor, and cold-cocked him knocking him off the platform. The professor
was out cold. The Marine went back to his seat and sat there, silently. The
other students were shocked and stunned and sat there looking on in silence.
The professor eventually came to, noticeably shaken, looked at the Marine
and asked, "What the hell is the matter with you? Why did you do that?"

The Marine calmly replied, "God was too busy today protecting America's
troops who are protecting your right to say stupid shit and act like an
asshole. ................So, He sent me."

About my Grandmother

She went by Memaw to all of her grandchildren. Most of the time she was quiet and just let my grandfather ramble on about business deals, Alabama football or whatever. I can still hear her say, "Oh Pat..." at things she thought were crazy that my grandfather would say. Her house was always spotless. She always had plenty of toys and books to play with and read. The food she cooked was always great. She had stashes of candy around the house. One of my fondest memories was that as we were leaving each time my parents took my brothers and I to visit we would each ask Memaw if we could have a piece of candy for the ride home. Of course the answer was always yes. We never took more than one nor asked for candy at any other time but when it was time to leave. I guess we always thought that if we took or asked for more then there would not be any next time. Boy did that candy taste good on the ride home. The ride was only 20 or 30 minutes but as a kid that is eternity. The candy just made the ride go by faster. Memaw always had a bird feeder and sometimes complained how the squirrels were taking all the food but she kept refilling it just to see the birds.
Now to my most favorite and most cherished memory. When I was young my mother use to ask me at my birthday what kind of cake I would like. I would always say I wanted Memaw's chocolate cake. Holy crap that was a good cake. I cannot explain in simple words how good it was. I never knew how she did it but that cake tasted better every year. Before we got married my wife had a shower with a kitchen theme. People were asked to give recipes. My grandmother could not make it. However my wife and I received the recipe for the chocolate cake. I think that out of everything we received for the showers and wedding, that recipe is my most favorite gift and I will cherish it forever. I have not tried to make it yet but I don't think I could do it the same anyway. It was just something about Memaw's Chocolate Cake. It must have been all the experience and the great amount of care and love put into it that made it so damn good. Sorry for the strong language but really it was the BEST you just don't even know. Maybe one day I will try to make it and post the recipe on here.
Now Memaw is in a better place. She is with her family and most importantly with my grandfather. Whether my grandfather would admit it or not, he always needed her and she always needed him. Now they are together again.
Memaw, keep Bepaw in line up there and make sure he keeps it down when Alabama is playing football. Also one more favor. Make that chocolate cake for all the children up in heaven, they will love it!!!!!

We love and miss you

Tom and all of your grandchildren

My Grandmother

Helen Rockwell Morgan, 85, of Houston, died Wednesday, August 9, 2006, at home in the company of her family. Helen was born on July 11, 1921, in Camden, Arkansas, the youngest child of Byrd and Olive Rockwell. She grew up in Sheffield, Alabama, where she lived until accepting a position with the Tennessee Valley Authority in 1940. Helen moved to Knoxville and soon met her future husband, Patrick Morgan, whom she married on June 9, 1942. After several career changes and the birth of four children, Pat and Helen eventually settled in Houston in the early 60's. All who met Helen were touched by her kind manner and sweet nature. Helen is preceded in death by her parents, sisters Peggy and Mary, brothers George and Louis, grandson Seth Morgan and most recently, her husband. She is survived by her children and their spouses Scott and Margaret Morgan of Houston, Beth and Drew Black of Folsom, CA, Jack and Carole Morgan of Houston, Melissa and George Tooley of Katy, as well as ten grandchildren, two great-grandchildren, nieces and nephews. Pallbearers will be grandsons Daniel, Thomas, Nicholas, Andrew and Griffin Morgan, Keegan and Jared Tooley and Morgan Black. Granddaughters Meredith Black and Kaelin Tooley will serve as lectors for her Rite of Christian Burial Mass. The family wishes to thank VistaCare Hospice for their wonderful help and support during Helen's last days and the staff at the Atria Westchase for their devotion to our mother and Memaw. Visitation will be from 7 to 9 p.m. on Friday, August 11, with a Rosary at 8 p.m. at Earthman Hunter's Creek, 8303 Katy Frwy, Houston. Funeral Mass will be held at St. Cyril's of Alexandria, 10503 Westheimer, Houston on Saturday, August 12, at 10:00 a.m. Interment will take place at Memorial Oaks Cemetery. Donations may be made to the Mercy Home for Boys and Girls, 1140 West Jackson Blvd, Chicago, IL, 60607-2980.

Please help

Hello Everyone

A few months ago my cousin, Mike, was diagnosed with cancer. This is the same type of cancer that Lance Armstrong had and beat. My cousin, who I view as a brother, is a tremendous young man. He is 21 years old and attends Texas A&M at Galveston. He went through chemotherapy like a champ. The chemo did not get everything so he had to have surgery.

The Lance Armstrong Foundation raises money to fight this deadly disease. Every year they have a walk, run, and bike ride to raise funds. My family has put together a team in honor of my cousin.

I have signed up for the 40 mile bike ride. This will be a definite challenge for me in a couple of ways. First, I am not in shape at all and secondly I have never ridden a bike this far before. I am starting my training this month. The ride is October 8th in Austin, TX.

I need help from any and all that are reading this. I have to raise $500 to participate in the ride. Any contributions you can give would be greatly appreciated by Mike, my family and especially by me. The link below will take you to my website to donate online. If you would rather send cash or check you can give it to me or email me and I will send you my home address. Thomas_Morgan15@yahoo.com

Click here for online donation

With your help we can beat this thing for Mike and everyone else who suffers from it.

Thank you for your support

Tom Morgan

PS: I will be reposting this every week so that it is at the top of this page.

Question

Read the following and figure out an answer......then look in the comments to see if you are right.

You are on a horse, galloping at a constant speed. On your right side is sharp drop off, and on your left side is an elephant traveling at the same speed as you. Directly in front of you is a galloping kangaroo and your horse is unable to overtake it. Behind you is a lion running at the same speed as you and the Kangaroo. What must you do to safely get out of this highly dangerous situation?

Another "If you are reading this..." (Especially for my cousin)

Instead of wasting time hunting and cooking, why don't hunters just use flame-throwers?

If you are reading this....

Why is the alphabet in that order? Is it because of that song?

Robot Bartender

A man walked into a very high-tech bar. As he sat down on a stool he noticed that the bartender was a robot.
The robot clicked to attention and asked, "Sir, what will you have?" The man thought a moment then replied? "A martini please". The robot clicked a couple of times and mixed the best martini the man had ever had. The robot then asked, "sir, what is your IQ?" The man answered "oh, about 164." The robot then proceeded to discuss the 'theory of relativity' 'interstellar space travel' 'the latest medical break through's etc........?
The man was most impressed. He left the bar but thought he would try a different tact. He returned and took a seat. Again the robot clicked and asked what he would have? "A Martini please'" Again it was suburb. The robot again asked "what is your IQ sir?" This time the man answered , "Oh about 100".
So the robot started discussing NASCAR racing, the latest basketball scores, and what to expect the Dodgers to do this week end. The guy had to try it one more time.
So he left, returned and took a stool.... Again a martini, and the question, "What is your IQ?" This time the man drawled out " Uh..... bout 50".. The robot clicked then leaned close and very slowly asked , " A-r-e Y-o-u-r p-e-o-p-l-e g-o-i-n-g t-o n-o-m-i-n-a-t-e H-i-l-l-a-r-y-?"

Touching Story

A man was on holiday in Kenya. While he was walking through the bush, hecame across an elephant standing with one leg raised in the air.The elephant seemed distressed so the man approached it very carefully. He got down on one knee and inspected the elephant's foot. There was a large thorn deeply embedded in the bottom of the foot.As carefully and as gently as he could he removed the thornand the elephant gingerly put down its foot. The elephant turned to face the man and with a rather stern look on its face, stared at him. For a good ten minutes the man stood frozen -- thinking of nothing else butof being trampled.Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned and walked away. For years after, the man remembered the elephant and the events of that day. One day the man was walking through the zoo with hisson. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creaturesturned and walked over to where they are standing at the rail. It stared at him and the man couldn't help wondering if this was the same elephant.After a while it trumpeted loudly; then it continued to stare at him.The man summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant andstared back in wonder.Suddenly the elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunkaround one of the man's legs and swung him wildly back and forth along the railing, killing him.

Probably wasn't the same elephant.

What kind of car are you?

I am a Dodge Viper !!!!!! Yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Today's "If you are reading this"

Why do toasters always have a setting that burns the toast to a horrible crisp, which no decent human being would eat?

If you are reading this....

If Jimmy cracks corn and no one cares, why is there a song about him?

One more "If you're reading this" for today

Who was the first person to see an egg come from a chicken's butt and think, "I'll bet that would be good to eat?

Another "If you're reading this"

What if the hokey pokey really is what it's all about?

Speeding in Arkansas

A cowboy from Texas was pulled over by an Akansas DPS Trooper for speeding.
The trooper started to lecture the cowboy about his speeding, and in general began to throw his weight around to try to make the cowboy feel uncomfortable.
Finally, the trooper got around to writing out the ticket. As he was doing that, he kept swatting at some flies that were buzzing around his head.

The cowboy said, "Y'all havin' some problem with circle flies ?"

The trooper stopped writing the ticket and said, "Well yeah, if that's what they're called. But I never heard of no circle flies."

Well, sir," the cowboy replied, "circle flies hang around ranches. They're called circle flies because they're almost always found circling around the back end of a horse."

The trooper said, "Oh," and went back to writing the ticket. But, a moment later he stopped and said, "Are you calling me a horse's ass?"

"No, sir," the cowboy replied, "I have too much respect for law enforcement to call y'all a horse's ass."

"That's a good thing," the trooper said and went back to writing the ticket.

After a long pause, the cowboy, in his best Texas drawl said, "Hard to fool them flies though."

Us Senator unhurt in Air Crash

The Associated Press reports that New York Senator Hillary Clinton, narrowly escaped injury in the aircraft that she was piloting when she was forced to make an emergency landing in Southern New Jersey because of bad weather. National Transportation Safety Board officials have issued a preliminary determination that pilot error contributed to the accident, and that the senator was flying a single engine aircraft in IFR [instrument flight rating] conditions while only having obtained a VFR (visual flight rating) rating. The absence of a post-crash fire was likely due to insufficient fuel on board. No one on the ground was injured. Photographs taken at the scene show the extent of damage to Senator Clinton's aircraft. She was very lucky.

Does anyone really read this?????

If you do let me know your thoughts on this

How can a fly, flying right side up, land on a ceiling upside down?

If you say it rolls over like a jet doing a barrel roll or something, then ok. Then does it know which way is really up and which way is down. Why doesn't it fly upside down all the time. Or does it usually fly upside down and it's legs are really on it's back?!?!?!?!

Put that in your pipe and smoke it.

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