The following is an excerpt from a children’s book, “Captain Underpants and the Perilous Plot of Professor Poopypants”, by Dave Pilkey. If you’re not familiar with these “Captain Underpants” books, you must not know any 7-11 year old boys. :-)

Anyway, the evil Professor forces everyone to assume new names as part of his plan to take over the world. To find out YOUR new name, follow these instructions:

Use the first letter of your first name
to determine
your NEW first name:
__________
a = stinky
b = lumpy
c = buttercup
d = gidget
e = crusty
f = greasy
g = fluffy
h = cheeseball
i = chim-chim
j = poopsie
k = flunky
l = booger
m = pinky
n = zippy
o = goober
p = doofus
q = slimy
r = loopy
s = snotty
t = falafel
u = dorkey
v = squeezit
w = oprah
x = skipper
y = dinky
z = zsa-zsa
Use the first letter of your last name
to determine the first half of
your NEW last name:
__________
a = diaper
b = toilet
c = giggle
d = bubble
e = girdle
f = barf
g = lizard
h = waffle
i = cootie
j = monkey
k = potty
l = liver
m = banana
n = rhino
o = burger
p = hamster
q = toad
r = gizzard
s = pizza
t = gerbil
u = chicken
v = pickle
w = chuckle
x = tofu
y = gorilla
z = stinker
Use the last letter of your last name
to determine the second half of
your NEW last name:
__________
a = head
b = mouth
c = face
d = nose
e = tush
f = breath
g = pants
h = shorts
i = lips
j = honker
k = butt
l = brain
m = tushie
n = chunks
o = hiney
p = biscuits
q = toes
r = buns
s = fanny
t = sniffer
u = sprinkles
v = kisser
w = squirt
x = humperdinck
y = brains
z = juice

Thus, for example:
George Bush’s new name is Fluffy Toiletshorts.
Barack Obama = Lumpy Burgerhead
John McCain = Poopsie Bananachunks
And I’m Snotty Hamsterbuns! :-D

An F-16 was refueling behind a KC-135 tanker and ragging on the tanker guys about how much cooler the F-16 was and how it could do so much better stuff.

The tanker captain said, “Let’s have a contest to see who can do the coolest thing.”

So the F-16 went off and did some crazy loops and spins and stuff. Then the tanker guy said, “Okay, here I go.”

The F-16 pilot watched as the tanker continued on in straight and level flight for a minute, then the tanker pilot came back on the radio and said, “There!”

The F-16 pilot said, “But you didn’t DO anything!”

The tanker pilot said, “Sure I did. I went to the bathroom, got a cup of coffee, made a sandwich, and came back and sat down”.

To really succeed in a business or organization, it is sometimes helpful to know what your job is, and whether it involves any duties. Ask among your coworkers. “Hi,” you should say. “I’m a new employee. What is the name of my job?” If they answer “long-range planner” or “lieutenant governor,” you are pretty much free to lounge around and do crossword puzzles until retirement. Most jobs, however, will require some work.

There are two major kinds of work in modern organizations:

  1. Taking phone messages for people who are in meetings, and
  2. Going to meetings.

Your ultimate career strategy will be to get a job involving primarily No. 2, going to meetings, as soon as possible, because that’s where the real prestige is. It is all very well and good to be able to take phone messages, but you are never going to get a position of power, a position where you can cost thousands of people their jobs with a single bonehead decision, unless you learn how to attend meetings.

The first meeting ever was held back in the Mezzanine Era. In those days, Man’s job was to slay his prey and bring it home for Woman, who had to figure out how to cook it. The problem was: Man was slow and basically naked, whereas the prey had warm fur and could run like an antelope. (In fact, it was an antelope, only nobody knew this).

At last someone said, “Maybe if we just sat down and did some brainstorming, we could come up with a better way to hunt our prey!” It went extremely well, plus it was much warmer sitting in a circle, so they agreed to meet again the next day, and the next.

But the women pointed out that, prey-wise, the men had not produced anything, and the human race was pretty much starving. The men agreed that was serious and said they would put it right near the top of their “agenda.” At this point, the women, who were primitive but not stupid, started eating plants, and thus modern agriculture was born. It never would have happened without meetings.

The modern business meeting, however, might better be compared with a funeral, in the sense that you have a gathering of people who are wearing uncomfortable clothing and would rather be somewhere else. The major difference is that most funerals have a definite purpose. Also, nothing is really ever buried in a meeting.

An idea may look dead, but it will always reappear at another meeting later on. If you have ever seen the movie “Night of the Living Dead,” you have a rough idea of how modern meetings operate, with projects and proposals that everyone thought were killed rising up constantly from their graves to stagger back into meetings and eat the brains of the living.

There are two major kinds of meetings
1. Meetings that are held for basically the same reason that Arbor Day is observed - namely, tradition. For example, a lot of managerial people like to meet on Monday because it’s Monday. You’ll get used to it. You’d better, because this kind account for 83% of all meetings (based on a study in which I wrote down numbers until one of them looked about right). This type of meeting operates the way “Show and Tell” does in nursery school, with everyone getting to say something, the difference being that in nursery school, the kids actually have something to say.

When it’s your turn, you should say that you’re still working on whatever it is you’re supposed to be working on. This may seem pretty dumb, since obviously you’d be working on whatever you’re supposed to be working on, and even if you weren’t, you’d claim you were, but that’s the traditional thing for everyone to say. It would be a lot faster if the person running the meeting would just say, “Everyone who is still working on what he or she is supposed to be working on, raise your hand.” You’d be out of there in five minutes, even allowing for jokes. But this is not how we do it in America. My guess is that this is how they do it in Japan.

2. Meetings where there is some alleged purpose. These are trickier, because what you do depends on what the purpose is. Sometimes the purpose is harmless, like someone wants to show slides of pie charts and give everyone a big fat report. All you have to do in this kind of meeting is sit there and make up elaborate fantasies, then take the report back to your office and throw it away, unless, of course, you’re a vice president, in which case you write the name of a subordinate in the upper right hand corner, followed by a question mark, like this “Norm?” Then you send it to Norm and forget all about it. (Although it will plague Norm for the rest of his career.)

But sometimes you go to meetings where the purpose is to get your “input” on something. This is very serious because what it means is, they want to make sure that in case whatever it is turns out to be stupid or fatal, you’ll get some of the blame, so you have to escape from the meeting before they get around to asking you anything. One way is to set fire to your tie.

Another is to have an accomplice interrupt the meeting and announce that you have a phone call from someone very important, such as the president of the company or the Pope. It should be one or the other, however, not both. It would a sound fishy if the accomplice said, “You have a call from the president of the company, or the Pope.”

You should know how to take notes at a meeting. Use a yellow legal pad. At the top, write the date and underline it twice. Now wait until an important person, such as your boss, starts talking; when he does, look at him with an expression of enraptured interest, as though he is revealing the secrets of life itself. Then draw interlocking rectangles. If it is an especially lengthy meeting, you can draw more elaborate doodles and maybe even a caricature of the boss.

If somebody falls asleep in a meeting, have everyone else leave the room. Then collect a group of total strangers, right of the street, and have them sit around the sleeping person until he wakes up. Then have one of them say to him, “Bob, your plan is very, very risky. However, you’ve given us no choice but to try it. I only hope, for your sake, that you know what you’re getting yourself into.” Then they should file quietly out of the room.

Current music: Autobahn, by Kraftwerk

There are many websites that list jokes about musicians. Here are all lightbulb-related ones I could find on a variety of websites.

How many sopranos does it take to change a lightbulb?
One to hold the lightbulb while the world revolves around her.
or
Three. One to climb up the ladder, one to kick the ladder out from under her, and a third to say, “I knew that was too high for you dear.” (That laughter you hear is from the Alto Section.)

How many altos does it take to change a lightbulb?
One to climb the ladder and the rest to complain about how high it is.

How many tenors does it take to change a light bulb?
Four. One to change the bulb and three to complain that they could have done it if they had the high notes.

How many basses does it take to change a lightbulb?
None. They’re so macho they prefer to walk in the dark and bang their shins.

How many trumpet players does it take to change a light bulb?
Four. One to change it and the other three discussing how Dizzy Gillespie would have done it.

How many drummers does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
Twenty. One to hold the bulb and nineteen to drink until the room spins.

How many bass players does it take to change a lightbulb?
1-5-1-5-…

How many rock drummers does it take to screw in a light bulb?
Just one, so long as a roadie gets the ladder, sets it up, and puts the bulb in the socket for him.
or
One, Two, and a-one two three four

How many punk-rock musicians does it take to change a light bulb?
Two: One to screw in the bulb and the other to smash the old one on his forehead.

How many MySpace musicians does it take to screw in a light bulb?
BULLETIN: We’re going to screw in a bulb!
BULLETIN: We’re screwing in a bulb!
BULLETIN: We’re still screwing in a bulb — come watch!
BULLETIN: We just screwed in a bulb!
BULLETIN: Vote for us in the bulb-screwing contest!
BULLETIN: Read our friend’s review of us screwing in a bulb!
BULLETIN: NEW PHOTOS of the bulb we just screwed in!

How many CD player users does it take to change a lightbulb?
One, but the old bulb keeps getting stustustustustustustustustustuck

Here are some musical terms that are commonly misunderstood by Country-Western musicians with their translated “Country” (or redneck, if you prefer) definitions:

    • 12-Tone Scale: The thing the State Police weigh your tractor trailor truck with.
    • A 440: The highway that runs around Nashville.
    • Aeolian Mode: How you like Mama’s cherry pie.
    • Altos: Not to be confused with “Tom’s toes,” “Bubba’s toes” or “Dori-toes.”
    • Arpeggio: “Ain’t he that storybook kid with the big nose that grows?”
    • Bach Chorale: The place behind the barn where you keep the horses.
    • Bass: The things you run around in Softball.
    • Bassoon: Typical response when asked what you hope to catch and when.
    • Big Band: When the bar pays enough to bring two banjo players.
    • Bossa Nova: The car your foreman drives.
    • Cadenza: The ugly thing your wife always vacuums dog hair off when company comes.
    • Cello: The proper way to answer the phone.
    • Clarinet: Name for your second daughter if you’ve already used Betty Jo.
    • Clef: What you try to never fall off of.
    • Bass Clef: Where you wind up if you do fall off.
    • Conductor: The man who punches your ticket to Birmingham.
    • Cut Time: Parole.
    • Cymbal: What they use on deer-crossing signs so you know what to sight-in your pistol with.
    • Diminished 5th: An empty bottle of Jack Daniels.
    • 1st Inversion: Grandpa’s battle group at Normandy.
    • Major Scale: What you say after chasing wild game up a mountain; “Whew!” That was a major scale!”
    • Melodic Minor: Loretta Lynn’s singing dad.
    • Minor 3rd: Your approximate age & grade at the completion of formal schooling.
    • Order of Sharps: What a wimp gets at the bar.
    • Passing Tone: Frequently heard near the baked beans at family barbecues.
    • Perfect 5th: A full bottle of Jack Daniels.
    • Perfect Pitch: The smooth coating on a freshly paved road.
    • Pianissimo: “Refill this beer bottle.”
    • Portamento: A foreign country you’ve always wanted to see.
    • 1/4 tone: What most standard pickups can haul.
    • Relative Major: An uncle in the Marine Corps.
    • Relative Minor: A girlfriend.
    • Repeat: What you do until they just expel you.
    • Ritard: There’s one in every family.
    • Sonata: What you get from a bad cold or hay fever.
    • Staccato: How you did all your ceilings in your mobile home.
    • Tempo: Good choice for a used car.
    • Time Signature: What you need from your boss if your forget to clock in.
    • Transpositions: Men who wear dresses.
    • Treble: Women ain’t nothin’ but.
    • Tuba: A compound word: “Hey, woman! Fetch me another tuba Bryll Cream!”
    • Whole Note: What’s due after failing to pay the mortgage for a year.

Charlie was a regular visitor at the racetrack. One afternoon he noticed an unusual sight. Right before the first race, a Catholic priest visited one of the horses in the stable area and gave it a blessing. Charlie watched the horse race very carefully, and sure enough the blessed horse came in first!

Charlie followed the priest before the next race, and again he went to the stables and performed a similar procedure. Charlie played a hunch and put a couple of dollars on the blessed horse. Sure enough the blessed horse came in by two lengths and Charlie won close to fifty bucks!

The priest continued the same procedure through the next few races and Charlie won each time. He was now ahead $1,000, so between races Charlie left the track and went to the bank and withdraw his life’s savings $20,000.

The biggest race of the day was the last one. Charlie followed the priest and watched carefully which horse he blessed. He then went to the betting window and put his whole $21,000 bundle of cash on that horse to win.

Then Charlie went out to watch the horses race. Down the stretch they came, and as they crossed the finish line, the horse Charlie’s fortune was bet on was dead last!

Charlie was crushed. He located the priest and told him that he had been watching him bless the horses all day, and they all became winners except the last horse on which he had bet his life savings. Charlie then asked, “What happened to the last horse you blessed? Why didn’t it win like the others?”

“That’s the trouble with you Protestants,” sighed the priest. “You can never tell the difference between a blessing and the last rites.”

Here are the Top 10 Reasons Dogs are Better Pets than Cats


1. Dogs will tilt their heads and try to understand every word you say. Cats will ignore you and take a nap.

2. Cats look silly on a leash.

3. When you come home from work, your dog will be happy and lick your face. Cats will still be mad at you for leaving in the first place.

4. Dogs will give you unconditional love until the day they die. Cats will make you pay for every mistake you’ve ever made since the day you were born.

5. A dog knows when you’re sad. And he’ll try to comfort you. Cats don’t care how you feel, as long as you remember where the can opener is.

6. Dogs will bring you your slippers. Cats will drop a dead mouse in your slippers.

7. When you take them for a ride, dogs will sit on the seat next to you. Cats have to have their own private basket, or they won’t go at all.

8. Dogs will come when you call them. And they’ll be happy. Cats will have someone take a message and get back to you.

9. Dogs will play fetch with you all day long. The only thing cats will play with all day long are small rodents or bugs, preferably ones that look like they’re in pain.

10. Dogs will wake you up if the house is on fire. Cats will quietly sneak out the back door.

Given that so much discussion is going on about the presidential candidates, and given that we’re having another presidential election in just a couple of months, you may be interested in a website that gives you the candidates’ perspectives on tons of issues. Unless you’re a one-issue voter (which I think is a pretty inefficient way to properly evaluate our potential national leaders), you will probably benefit from a resource that gives you all the details. ProCon.org is a site that does that. They have a 1-minute overview that tells you what their site is all about.

Before you get into comparing the various candidates, you seriously may want to take their survey that compares your positions on 65 different issues with the positions of all the candidates. Go to http://www.2008electionprocon.org/candidatesurvey.htm and download the Excel spreadsheet and take the survey. When you’re done you’ll see at the bottom what percentage of your views is shared by each of the candidates.

After you’re done with the survey, you can visit http://www.2008electionprocon.org/ for tons of information about the candidates and even pick particular issues and see how everyone stands. Or you can scan their Summary Chart. Candidate positions are backed up by quotes.

A high school student is working his first day in a pharmacy when he’s approached by a customer who asks for something to cure his cough.

The boy hands him a box of laxatives, telling him to take them all at once. The man follows his orders, walks out of the drug store and leans against the building.

The druggist comes over and asks the boy what happened. The boy then tells the druggist about the man, his cough and that he gave the customer laxatives because he couldn’t find the cough medicine.

“Laxatives won’t cure a cough!” exclaims the pharmacist.

“Yes they will,” replies the boy. “Would you cough if you took laxatives?”

About a year ago or so, I wrote an essay explaining the journey I’d been on for 5-6 years and how I’d ended up becoming Catholic. Since then, mostly due to my wife’s concerns, we spent 6-7 months attending an Orthodox Church (OCA) and sitting in on catechumen classes so as to learn more about Orthodox Christian faith and practice, as a possible alternative to Catholicism. This summer I spent quite a bit of time wrestling with the differences between East and West and figuring out where I needed to be. In the end, I came to the conclusion that I needed to remain Roman Catholic.

If you are curious at all about the process I went through and what I learned, I’ve updated the essay I wrote that explains my pilgrimage. This is the “short” version (only 17 pages of text in MS Word) since there is much more that could be said. It is available in a more or less “final” version at http://coffeeklatch.pfitzinger.net/essay/.

While it’s taken that much longer to decide in a more permanent sense where I needed to be, my knowledge of the Christian faith is broader and richer than it would have been otherwise and I’ve grown more because of it. If you have questions or are just curious about my story, I always welcome discussion, whether in the form of comments or other more discussion-based formats. But please do read my essay first, so you know where I’m coming from and what I’ve been through. After that, discussion would be great.

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