Would love to hear some stories about where members have gone over the years and what is happening in your lives. ie. babies, weddings, divorces (hey some celebrate that :)) so lets hear from you. Email me at hesselgr@telus.net.

BREAKING NEWS (while as of July 2010 anyway)

Learned our very own Terry Michalsky was the third highest collector of donations for the Ride for Dad in Alberta for 2010. Congratulations Terry

this weeks offering:

Do you just belong?

Are you an active member, the kind that would be

missed, Or are you just content that your name is on

the list?

Do you attend the meetings and mingle with the flock,

Or do you meet in private and criticize and knock?

Do you take an active part to help the work along,

Or are you satisfied to be the kind who just belongs?

Do you work on committees - to this there is a trick

Or leave the work to just a few and talk about the

clique?

So come to meetings often and help with hand and

heart, Don’t be just a member but take an active part.

Think this over members, you know what’s right from

wrong. Are you and active member of do you JUST

belong?

Author Unknown

THE JOY OF COMPUTERS

SUBMITTED BY rburgess (reprinted from the Busted Knuckle)

For all of us who feel only the deepest love and affection for the way computers have enhanced our lives, read on. At a recent computer expo (COMDEX), Bill

Gates reportedly compared the computer industry with the auto industry and stated, ‘If GM had kept up with technology like the computer industry has, we would all be driving $25 cars that got

1,000 miles to the gallon.’

In response to Bill’s comments, General Motors issued a press release stating:

If GM had developed technology like Microsoft, we would all be driving cars with the following characteristics (and I just love this part):

1. For no reason whatsoever, your car would crash ... twice a day.

2. Every time they repainted the lines in the road, you would have to buy a new car.

3. Occasionally your car would die on the freeway for no reason. You would have to pull to the side of the road, close all of the windows, shut off the car, restart

it, and reopen the windows before you could continue. For some reason you would simply accept this.

4. Occasionally, executing a manoeuvre such as a left turn, would cause your car to shut down and refuse to restart, in which case you would have to reinstall the engine.

5. Macintosh would make a car that was powered by the sun, was reliable, five times as fast and twice as easy to drive - but would run on only five percent of the roads.

6. The oil, water temperature and alternator warning lights would all be replaced by a single ‘This Car Has Performed An Illegal Operation’ warning light.

I love the next one!!!

7. The airbag system would ask ‘Are you sure?’ before deploying.

8. Occasionally, for no reason whatsoever, your car would lock you out and refuse to let you in until you simultaneously lifted the door handle, turned the key

and grabbed hold of the radio antenna.

9. Every time a new car was introduced, car buyers would have to learn how to drive all over again because none of the controls would operate in the

same manner as the old car.

10. You’d have to press the ‘Start’ button to turn the engine off.

PS: I ‘d like to add that when all else fails, you could call ‘customer service’ in some foreign country and be instructed in some foreign language how to fix your car yourself!!!!

Please share this with your friends who love - but

sometimes hate - their computer!

American Medical Association researchers have

found that patients needing blood transfusions may

benefit from receiving chicken blood rather than

human blood. It tends to make the men cocky and

the women lay better.

Just thought you’d like to know...

Meanwhile I got this from Terry so I thought you might want to pass it around.

JUST A BIKER

I saw you hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line. But you didn't see me put an extra £10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday.

I saw you pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk. But you didn't see me playing Santa at the local Mall.

I saw you change your mind about going into the restaurant when you saw my bike parked out front. But you didn't see me attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief. 


 

I saw you roll up your window and shake your head when I rode by. But you didn't see me riding behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window. 

 

I saw you frown at me when I smiled at your children. But you didn't see me, when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless. 


I saw you stare at my long hair. But you didn't see me and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love. 

I saw you roll your eyes at our Leather jackets and gloves. But you didn't see me and my brothers donate our old ones to those that had none. 

I saw you look in fright at my tattoos. But you didn't see me cry as my children where born or have their name written over and in my heart. 


I saw you change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere. But you didn't see me going home to be with my family. 

I saw you, complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be. But you didn't see me when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane.

I saw you yelling at your kids in the car. But you didn't see me pat my child's hands knowing she was safe behind me. 

I saw you reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road. But you didn't see me squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take the next turn. 

I saw you race down the road in the rain. But you didn't see me get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date. 

I saw you run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time. But you didn't see me trying to turn right. 

I saw you cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in. But you didn't see me leave the road. 

I saw you, waiting impatiently for my friends to pass. But you didn't see me. I wasn't there.

I saw you go home to your family. But you didn't see me. Because I died that day you cut me off. 


I was just a biker. A person with friends and a family. But you didn't see me. 



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