The only excitement around these parts in the last few days has been a 5 1/2
hr. blackout when one is reduced to a solitary confinement doing numbers or
poetry or whatever in one's head:

What did a fish say when he hit a concrete wall?
Dam.

What do prisoners use to call each other?
Cell phones.

What lies on the bottom of the ocean and twitches?
A nervous wreck.

And over and out! Murray

Murray Hansen
Graham, WA
MurrayH at aol.com