The Holiday Spirit

Wishing everyone a Holiday of Laughter,
Prosperity, Miracles
and FUN!

Season’s Greetings!
From,
Flash Mc Cool

Survival and A Prayer

This Saturday November Morning in 50 degree weather and a cool drizzle of rain,I left my cave and headed about three-quarters of a mile to the outskirts of Philadelphia,PA USA.This is my usual Saturday morning trek for brunch at one of my favorite spots.
Along the way I was greeted and entertained by the brightly-colored splendor of Fall and the approaching Christmas Holiday Season: Fallen piles of yellow,brown,gold and crimson leaves showed off their brilliance amidst green pine tree needles. A lone, bright orange pumpkin stood vigilance on a old porch,several feet from a large woodpile.Several windows of a colonial brick-styled apartment complex were blushing with bright red velvety christmas bows and ribbons.
I reached the fast food restaurant,ordered my brunch and sat down to eat.In came a
little old white- bearded man with a Jamaican accent.He placed his order.When the
clerk asked if he wanted," Grilled,baked or ..", the man explained,"I don't care.It doesn't matter.I'm broke as a dog.I just want something to eat. Whatever you have for five dollars.Just give me that.I'm just hungry".The clerk looked at the man as he rustled up a platter of food and said,"What kind of work do you do?" The old man replied, "I am a hack (unlicensed taxi) man.Things are slow.I'm just trying to get to the next job.The clerk smiled,gave the little man his platter and wished him a good day.I thought about mutual survival here.The clerk could have insisted that the man stick to the precise menu and costs as some merchants do, But he did not. The clerk made a sale.The man got a meal and both survived for another day.
I left the restaurant feeling good about what just transpired and as I approached
another old man who was walking ahead of me,he heard my footsteps,turned around,looked me in the eye and said,"God loves you sir.Have a great weekend!"
I immediately replied,'You too'.
As the man walked further ahead of me,I noticed that he had no socks on.Instead, he had a red and white neckerchief tied on each foot covered by his pair of white sneakers.Now,this may not mean anything to you but I immediately wondered,who is the clown here? Me or this old guy? Who could really authentically tell me that God loves me besides another clown? I interpreted this as a brightly-colored prayer,custom- designed especially for me.

The U.S. Health Insurance Reform Debate?

Hi Guyzs! My K-9 skills have been deployed again to assist in the raging debate of
Health Insurance Reform in the United States.I did smell around the battleground of the debate and located some tasty Man-Made morsels of information. If you wanna know more about the history of Health Insurance in the United States and the various and numerous types of Private and Public Health Insurance plans that exist now,go to http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Health_insurance_in_the_United_States
At this spot, excellent,well-meaning and reputable think-tanks have contributed to this wikipedia article.
I am still hunting for an entry by Mother Nature,that discusses any non-Man Made,Global system that maintains,promotes and restores the physical and spiritual health of all living organisms.I am sure the fossil bones have some clues! When I return from the digs with some interesting clues,I will be sure to bring them to you!
Until then,beware of the tale that is wagging the dog!

The Value of Competition

'Winning and Losing are States of Mine and Mind.Last night, the New York Yankees
won the 2009 World Series Title from the Philadelphia Phillies.Congratulations to
the Yankees and Phillies! Winning and Losing can be both taxing and enriching.
Both teams have contributed enormous wealth to the Land of Imagination. '
~Flash Mc Cool

The Baseball Recipe

We dogs will play with anything.My boss,Flash Mc Cool, told me that," baseball is a man-made game".I wanted to see if the game was only made of great smells like popcorn,peanuts,pretzels,
beer and hot dogs.So I ran off to the past to fetch a quote that described what baseball was made of. Here are the real ingredients right from the horse's mouth,
" Baseball is ninety percent mental.The other half is physical".
-Yogi Berra