A little wit. A little wisdom. And a little whatever. Your daily dose of humor, of words that hopefully make a difference, and of some of the trivia that floats around in my brain all the time. I hope these posts bring some levity and light into your day. As always, if you like it, please hit the like button below (yes, you’ll be asked for your email address, but you’re NOT signing up for anything…I promise), and most importantly share, Share, SHARE!! I’d really appreciate it if you did. 🙂
Mirror, mirror on the wall…(From Surfersam.com)
Alice Smith was sitting in the waiting room for her first appointment with a new dentist. She noticed his DDS diploma, which showed his full name.
Suddenly, she remembered a tall, handsome, dark-haired boy with the same name who had been in her high school class some 40-odd years ago. Could this be the same guy that she had a secret crush on, way back then?
Upon seeing him, however, she quickly discarded any such thought. This balding, gray-haired man with the deeply lined face was way too old to have been her classmate.
After he examined her teeth, Alice asked him if he had attended Morgan Park High School.
“Yes. Yes, I did. I’m a Mustang,” he beamed with pride.
“When did you graduate?” she asked.
He answered, “In 1959. Why do you ask?”
“You were in my class!” Alice exclaimed.
He looked at her closely. Then, the old, bald, wrinkled, fat dentist asked, “What did you teach?”
“Fortune does not change men; it unmasks them.” —Suzanne Necker, 1739-1794 (Read more about her.)
Samuel Langhorn Clemens, better known to most readers as Mark Twain, is one of the most beloved of all American writers. His humorous tales have entertained countless numbers of people since he first became known as a writer in the mid-1800s. But, few people know that before he made a living putting pen to paper (literally in those days), Clemens was a licensed river boat pilot and worked for several years piloting big riverboats up and down the Mississippi River, until the Civil War brought that traffic to a halt. In 1863, Clemens wrote a humorous travel story for publication, and instead of signing his real name, he signed a pen name, Mark Twain. This name came directly from his days on the river boat. During the trip, crewmen would take measurements of the water’s depth. If it was two fathoms (24 feet) or less, barely enough depth for the boat to navigate, they would yell to the pilot “MARK TWAIN!”–twain being a (now outdated) way of saying “two.” From 1863 onward, Samuel Clemens has always been first known as Mark Twain.