A man walks into a restaurant with a full-grown ostrich behind him. The waitress asks them for their orders. The man says, “A hamburger, fries and a coke,” and turns to the ostrich, “What’s yours?” “I’ll have the same,” says the ostrich. A short time later the waitress returns with the order. “That will be R9.40 please.” The man reaches into his pocket and pulls out the exact change for payment.
The next day, the man and the ostrich come again and the man says, “A hamburger, fries and a coke.” The ostrich says, “I’ll have the same.” Again the man reaches into his pocket and pays with exact change. This becomes routine until the two enter again. “The usual asks the waitress?” “No, this is Friday night, so I will have a steak, baked potato and a salad,” says the man. “Same,” says the ostrich. Shortly the waitress brings the order and says, “That will be R32.62.” Once again the man pulls the exact change out of his pocket and places it on the table.
The waitress cannot hold back her curiosity any longer. Excuse me, sir. How do you manage to always come up with the exact change in your pocket every time?” “Well,” says the man, “several years ago I was cleaning the attic and found an old lamp. When I rubbed it, a Genie appeared and offered me two wishes. My first wish was that if I ever had to pay for anything, I would just put my hand in my pocket and the right amount of money would always be there.” “That’s brilliant!” says the waitress. “Most people would ask for a million dollars or something, but you’ll always be as rich as you want for as long as you live!” “That’s right…Whether it’s a gallon of milk or a Rolls Royce, the exact money is always there,” says the man.
The waitress asks, “What’s with the ostrich?” The man sighs, pauses and answers, “My second wish was for a tall chick with a big ass and long legs who agrees with everything I say..”
South Africa’s beautiful suburb on the Western Cape Coast that is home to luxury houses of Cape Town’s wealthiest residents. Residents here enjoy beautifully designed homes with panoramic views of the Ocean and beach and ofcourse the most beautiful sunsets!! Local life is casual and in the evening residents and holiday makers can be found enjoying sundowners at the many chic sidewalk cafés on the beachfront.
These were taken in 2005 Dec with a canon powershot!
“Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation?
Tell me, if you understand.
Who marked off its dimensions? Surely you know!
Who stretched a measuring line across it?
On what were its footings set,
or who laid its cornerstone—
“Who shut up the sea behind doors
when it burst forth from the womb,
when I made the clouds its garment
and wrapped it in thick darkness,
when I fixed limits for it
and set its doors and bars in place,
when I said, ‘This far you may come and no farther;
here is where your proud waves halt’?
“Have you ever given orders to the morning,
or shown the dawn its place,
that it might take the earth by the edges …
Do you send the lightning bolts on their way?
Do they report to you, ‘Here we are’?
Astronomers are greatly disappointed when, having traveled halfway around the world to see an eclipse, clouds prevent a sight of it; and yet a sense of relief accompanies the disappointment. Wednesday night was no different for me. Just when the moon was changing color 😦 a biiiiig dark cloud just covered it (so much for an eclipse tht lasted over 100 minutes!!). And for that reason I dedicate todays post to ‘clouds!’ in protest!!
God writes the Gospel not in the Bible alone, but also on trees, and in the flowers and clouds and stars
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
The Kakapo left Cape Town for Sydney on a misty night.Captain Nicolaysen saw Chapman’s Peak and thought it was Cape Point. Thinking he had rounded the point, the Captain turned his ship to port (left), and headed straight for Noordhoek Beach. It came as a terrible surprise when, with the help of a strong tail wind and furnaces at full steam ahead, he hit the beach and wedged the Kakapo high and dry onto the soft sand. As day dawned, all twenty crewmen were able to disembark without even getting their feet wet. Capt. Nicholayson was so embarrassed at having beached this brand new steamship on its maiden voyage from Britain to Australia that he refused to get off or answer any questions.
How Did You Die?
Did you tackle that trouble that came your way with a resolute heart and cheerful? Or hide your face from the light of day with a craven soul and fearful? Did you bury your head in the sand and suffocated to death or did you just grow old and weathered away, unable to move? Were you sickly and frail that no one could eat you? Did they leave you to die by yourself and watched as your feathers fell off one by one? Did the ants start eating you before you breathed your last? How did you die?