Silly joke

A man died and went to heaven. As he stood in front of St. Peter at
the Pearly Gates, he saw a huge wall of clocks behind him. He
asked, "What are all those clocks?"

St. Peter answered, "Those are Lie-Clocks. Everyone on Earth has a
Lie-Clock. Every time you lie the hands on your clock will move."

"Oh," said the man, "whose clock is that?"

"That's Mother Teresa's. The hands have never moved, indicating that
she never told a lie."

"Incredible," said the man. "And whose clock is that one?" St. Peter
responded, "That's Abraham Lincoln's clock. The hands have moved
twice, telling us that Abe told only two lies in his entire life."

"Where's Bush's clock?" asked the man.

"Bush's clock is in Jesus's office. He's using it as a ceiling fan."

Yes, and Mom made it look fairly easy --

I was remarking to a friend recently how my respect for my mother (already great -- after all, she raised three daughters through a turbulent time, and none of us got pregnant, did drugs, or joined the SDS) has grown in the wake of trying to fix real meals for W & I -- both for weight reasons, and simple health reasons (refined carbohydrates just ladle on the fat, when you're on antibiotics.) The time issues are nuts.

Then this study is released:

http://abcnews.go.com/US/wireStory?id=1916891

So, I sure hope you got your Mom a card, for heaven's sake!

I apologize for the nuttiness of this paragraph. My energy is improving, but brains are still dandelion fluff . . ..