The Difference Between Men and Women

Humor while we wait!

The Difference Between Man and Woman!

Let's say a guy named Fred is attracted to a woman named Martha. He asks her out to a movie; she accepts; they have a pretty good time. A few nights later he asks her out to dinner, and again they enjoy themselves. They continue to see each other regularly, and after a while neither one of them is seeing anybody else.

And then, one evening when they're driving home, a thought occurs to Martha, and, without really thinking, she says it aloud: "Do you realize that, as of tonight, we've been seeing each other for exactly six months?"

And then, there is silence in the car.

To Martha, it seems like a very loud silence. She thinks to herself: I wonder if it bothers him that I said that. Maybe he's been feeling confined by our relationship; maybe he thinks I'm trying to push him into some kind of obligation that he doesn't want, or isn't sure of.

And Fred is thinking: Gosh. Six months.

And Martha is thinking: But, hey, I'm not so sure I want this kind of relationship either. Sometimes I wish I had a little more space, so I'd have time to think about whether I really want us to keep going the way we are, moving steadily towards, I mean, where are we going? Are we just going to keep seeing each other at this level of intimacy? Are we heading toward marriage? Toward children? Toward a lifetime together? Am I ready for that level of commitment? Do I really even know this person?

And Fred is thinking: ...so that means it was...let's see...February when we started going out, which was right after I had the car at the dealer's, which means...lemme check the odometer...Whoa! I am way overdue for an oil change here.

And Martha is thinking: He's upset. I can see it on his face. Maybe I'm reading this completely wrong. Maybe he wants more from our relationship, more intimacy, more commitment; maybe he has sensed - even before I sensed it - that I was feeling some reservations. Yes, I bet that's it. That's why he's so reluctant to say anything about his own feelings. He's afraid of being rejected.

And Fred is thinking: And I'm gonna have them look at the transmission again. I don't care what those morons say, it's still not shifting right. And they better not try to blame it on the cold weather this time. What cold weather? It's 87 degrees out, and this thing is shifting like a garbage truck, and I paid those incompetent thieves $600.

And Martha is thinking: He's angry. And I don't blame him. I'd be angry, too. I feel so guilty, putting him through this, but I can't help the way I feel. I'm just not sure.

And Fred is thinking: They'll probably say it's only a 90-day warranty...scumballs.

And Martha is thinking: Maybe I'm just too idealistic, waiting for a knight to come riding up on his white horse, when I'm sitting right next to a perfectly good person, a person I enjoy being with, a person I truly do care about, a person who seems to truly care about me. A person who is in pain because of my self-centered, schoolgirl romantic fantasy.

And Fred is thinking: Warranty? They want a warranty? I'll give them a warranty. I'll take their warranty and stick it right up their...

"Fred," Martha says aloud.

"What?" says Fred, startled.

"Please don't torture yourself like this," she says, her eyes beginning to brim with tears. "Maybe I should never have...oh dear, I feel so..."(She breaks down, sobbing.)

"What?" says Fred.

"I'm such a fool," Martha sobs. "I mean, I know there's no knight. I really know that. It's silly. There's no knight, and there's no horse."

"There's no horse?" says Fred.

"You think I'm a fool, don't you?" Martha says.

"No!" says Fred, glad to finally know the correct answer.

"It's just that...it's that I...I need some time," Martha says.

(There is a 15-second pause while Fred, thinking as fast as he can, tries to come up with a safe response. Finally he comes up with one that he thinks might work.)

"Yes," he says. (Martha, deeply moved, touches his hand.)

"Oh, Fred, do you really feel that way?" she says.

"What way?" says Fred.

"That way about time," says Martha.

"Oh," says Fred. "Yes." (Martha turns to face him and gazes deeply into his eyes, causing him to become very nervous about what she might say next, especially if it involves a horse. At last she speaks.)

"Thank you, Fred," she says.

"Thank you," says Fred.

Then he takes her home, and she lies on her bed, a conflicted, tortured soul, and weeps until dawn, whereas when Fred gets back to his place, he opens a bag of Doritos, turns on the TV, and immediately becomes deeply involved in a rerun of a college basketball game between two South Dakota junior colleges that he has never heard of.

A tiny voice in the far recesses of his mind tells him that something major was going on back there in the car, but he is pretty sure there is no way he would ever understand what, and so he figures it's better if he doesn't think about it.

The next day Martha will call her closest friend, or perhaps two of them, and they will talk about this situation for six straight hours. In painstaking detail, they will analyze everything she said and everything he said, going over it time and time again, exploring every word, expression, and gesture for nuances of meaning, considering every possible ramification.

They will continue to discuss this subject, off and on, for weeks, maybe months, never reaching any definite conclusions, but never getting bored with it either.

Meanwhile, Fred, while playing racquetball one day with a mutual friend of his and Martha's, will pause just before serving, frown, and say: "Norm, did Martha ever own a horse?"

And that's the difference between men and women.

Humor While We Wait!!!

Thank you Charlotte!!!!

Got this from a friend who found it on FB. A LOL-er!

Stay well!!!!!  Love to you all, Charlotte

Half of us are going to come out of this quarantine as amazing cooks. The other half will come out with a drinking problem.

I used to spin that toilet paper like I was on Wheel of Fortune. Now I turn it like I'm cracking a safe.

I need to practice social-distancing from the refrigerator.

Still haven't decided where to go for Easter ----- The Living Room or The Bedroom

PSA: every few days try your jeans on just to make sure they fit. Pajamas will have you believe all is well in the kingdom.

Homeschooling is going well. 2 students suspended for fighting and 1 teacher fired for drinking on the job.

I don't think anyone expected that when we changed the clocks we'd go from Standard Time to the Twilight Zone

This morning I saw a neighbor talking to her cat. It was obvious she thought her cat understood her. I came into my house, told my dog..... we laughed a lot.

So, after this quarantine.....will the producers of My 600 Pound Life just find me or do I find them?

Quarantine Day 5: Went to this restaurant called THE KITCHEN. You have to gather all the ingredients and make your own meal. I have no clue how this place is still in business.

My body has absorbed so much soap and disinfectant lately that when I pee it cleans the toilet.

Day 5 of Homeschooling: One of these little monsters called in a bomb threat.

I'm so excited --- it's time to take out the garbage. What should I wear?

I hope the weather is good tomorrow for my trip to Puerto Backyardia. I'm getting tired of Los Livingroom.

Classified Ad: Single man with toilet paper seeks woman with hand sanitizer for good clean fun.

Day 6 of Homeschooling: My child just said "I hope I don't have the same teacher next year".... I'm offended.

Better 6 feet apart than 6 feet under.

Sabickford:   I 'm making a Prozac, morphine, chocolate chip cookie dough, vodka, rum, whiskey, beer and moonshine martinis. Anyone else want one?

Raise your hand if you also need a little pause from life and its stress. A Little Wine, $6 Million Dollars, A flat Stomach and your own Island.

My Mind is Exceptionally Quiet - I'm Suspicious that I'm up to something I don't want myself to know about.

If you boil a Funny Bone it becomes a Laughing Stock. That's Humerus.

I don't try to annoy People. It's just a gift.

Life is Short. Smile while you still have Teeth.

The Parents Prayer: God grant me the Serenity to accept my kids can be jerks. The Courage to not scream at them constantly and Wisdom to realize where they probably got it from.

When is this "Old enough to know Better" Supposed to Kick In?

I am one step away from being Rich!!! Now All I need is the Money!

I'm so old I remember when a "Hashtag" was called a pound sign. And We played Tic-Tac-Toe on that stuff.

I am not a Early bird or a Night Owl. I am Some form of Permanently Exhausted Pigeon.

There are three kinds of people. The one that learns by reading. The few who learn by observation. The rest of them have to pee on the electric fence for themselves. - Will Rogers

I wish all the extra fat on my body would fall off and turn into money. Anyone Else?

I'm not self-medicating with Chocolate. The Lady at the shop wrote me a prescription… Well, she called it a receipt. Whatever.

Noah saved bacon and steaks not lettuce and Cauliflower….Just Sayin'

I'm going to try and act like a normal, Happy, Mentally Balanced Person Today… WISH ME LUCK!

TNT:

Mot:  soooo You Have Your Hands Full...... SUPER DAD VS. SIX BABIES AT BEDTIME! ..........

https://youtu.be/rNIO1kLHcqs?t=6

Mot:  from Home Schooling... we Now Have..... ""Happy National Siblings Day"" !! ...................

50 Ways to beat Covid 19! (to the tune of 50 ways to leave your lover)

News, Rumors and Humor Sturday Night 3-28-2020

Thank you Sierra:

"New Q: The Entire World is Watching" by Sierra (NZ) - 3.28.20

Entry Submitted by Sierra (NZ) at 6:51 PM EDT on March 28, 2020

There are several new Q drops. They are lengthy, inspirational posts designed to encourage World Patriots as we head into the final battle to free humanity.

https://qanon.pub/

Here are excerpts from Q drop number 3907...

'The entire world is watching.
Patriots from around the world are praying for America...
...WE MUST RISE AGAIN.
WE MUST UNITE AGAIN.
WE MUST FIGHT AGAIN.
FOR GOD & COUNTRY.
GOD BLESS AMERICA.
WWG1WGA!!!'
Q

For those of you new to Q drops, WWG1WGA stands for Where We Go One We Go All. It was inscribed on a bell on JFK Senior's yacht. JFK Senior attempted to introduce the gold standard into America and was assassinated. Donald Trump took up his mantle. He WILL succeed. Donald Trump is close friends with JFK Junior. Notice that I said IS - I believe JFK Junior is alive and playing an active role, alongside President Trump, to liberate humanity.

Q drop number 3908 from 28th March features a photo - no words - of a USA flag with NO gold fringing. The removal of gold fringing from USA flags has always been seen by Anons as a sign of the restoration of the Republic.

Scroll down I ET 17's Twitter feed until you find a picture of President Trump giving a speech in front of the naval 'hospital' ship Comfort. Note the flags...

https://twitter.com/Inevitable_ET

I ET 17 has retweeted Billy Bear...
'NO gold fringes on flags...this is HUGE!!!'

I ET 17 has added...
'Check it. Top kek. Q+'

In the picture, notice the large white Q super-imposed over POTUS and the large white + super-imposed over the red cross on the ship. This is very cool imagery - and no accident. President Trump is known as Q+ to Anons. Oh, and 'kek' is an Anon word. There is a whole special vocabulary in Q world!

On another topic...

There is great debate among Light Warriors about the Ten Days of Darkness. Interestingly, it seems that some You Tube Q commentators aren't supporting the concept. Maybe because their channels are monetized and they would lose income if the internet went down?? Whereas Tweeters such as I ET 17 and Joe M(StormIsUponUs) are being open-minded.

It is one reason why I have gravitated away from videos and now use Twitter for my intel. There is financial motivation for You Tubers. Light Warriors on Twitter are not there to make money. They are there to INFORM. They are true journalists - old school, the way I was trained. They are supplying daily information and allowing us to form our own opinions.

I will end with a Tweet from Joe M(StormIsUponUs). I resonate with these words...

https://twitter.com/StormIsUponUs

'We know that major drama is coming in the hot phase of a corrupt purge that will shock the world and disrupt the collective consciousness of humanity forever. If not during a once-in-a-lifetime event when the planet is at home in lock down, then WHEN?!'

Exactly.

Where We Go One We Go All.

Love and Light
Sierra (NZ)

https://inteldinarchronicles.blogspot.com/2020/03/new-q-entire-world-is-watching-by.html

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Courtesy of Dinar Guru   https://www.dinarguru.com/

Frank26  ...nobody knows the date or the rate...at this pace.  If I didn't know any better.  It sure feels like the same thing that happened in Kuwait.  There was every reason for it not to happen.   There was every delay and every reason for it not to go up in value and then all of a sudden - BOOM!  We woke up and their money went up in value.  This is very interesting. 

Delta   ...I might be wrong but my opinion is that come April the Central Bank of Iraq is gonna make the move...remember if they are going to increase the value...they want to be sure they paid salaries before they do anything.  They are moving very fast to pay those salaries...I've never seen the CBI rushing the citizens...to [give] a due date, 'You have by Tuesday to go get your money.'  It never happened before...I do believe after they pay all the salaries the Central Bank of Iraq has to move forward and raise the value...they have only one month.  Next month and then it's a disaster for Iraq.  They have to come up ASAP...

Pimpy   ...these people are in such an economical financial crunch they need to increase the rate.  They need the increase very soon before they can't recoup.  They need to do this so they can start buying the things they need to get the country kick-started and rebuilding...99% of us feel like for some reason this coronavirus is just a distraction...

TNT:

Mot:  Jay Leno went into the audience to find the most embarrassing first date that a woman ever had................

Jay Leno went into the audience to find the most embarrassing first date that a woman ever had. The winner described her worst first date experience. There was absolutely no question as to why her tale took the prize!

She said it was midwinter, snowing and quite cold... and the guy had taken her skiing in the mountains outside Salt Lake City, Utah. It was a day trip (no overnight).

They were strangers, after all, and had never met before. The outing was fun but relatively uneventful until they were headed home late that afternoon. They were driving back down the mountain when she gradually began to realize that she should not have had that extra latte !!

They were about an hour away from anywhere with a restroom and in the middle of nowhere! Her companion suggested she try to hold it, which she did for a while.

Unfortunately, because of the heavy snow and slow going, there came a point where she told him that he had better stop and let her go beside the road, or it would be the front seat of his car.

They stopped and she quickly crawled out beside the car, yanked her pants down and started. In the deep snow she didn't have good footing, so she let her butt rest against the rear fender to steady herself.

Her companion stood on the side of the car watching for traffic and indeed was a real gentleman and refrained from peeking. All she could think about was the relief she felt despite the rather embarrassing nature of the situation.

Upon finishing, however, she soon became aware of another sensation. As she bent to pull up her pants, the young lady discovered her buttocks were firmly glued against the car's fender.

Thoughts of tongues frozen to poles immediately came to mind as she attempted to disengage her flesh from the icy metal. It was quickly apparent that she had a brand new problem, due to the extreme cold.

Horrified by her plight and yet aware of the humor of the moment, she answered her date's concerns about' what is taking so long' with a reply that indeed, she was 'freezing her butt off' and in need of some assistance!

He came around the car as she tried to cover herself with her sweater and then, as she looked imploringly into his eyes, he burst out laughing. She too got the giggles and when they finally managed to compose themselves, they assessed her dilemma. Obviously, as hysterical as the situation was, they also were faced with a real problem.

Both agreed it would take something hot to free her chilly cheeks from the grip of the icy metal! Thinking about what had gotten her into the predicament in the first place, both quickly realized that there was only one way to get her free. So, as she looked the other way, her first-time date proceeded to unzip his pants and pee her butt off the fender.

As the audience screamed in laughter, she took the Tonight Show prize hands down. Or perhaps that should be 'pants down'. And you thought your first date was embarrassing.

Jay Leno's comment..... 'This gives a whole new meaning to being pissed off.'

Oh, and how did the first date turn out? He became her husband and was sitting next to her on the Leno show.

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From MarkZ’s stream:

Sabickford:  My Goal was to lose 10 Lbs. this year. Only 15 more to go.

I’m starting to think I'm the ugly friend that gets invited out all the time just to make sure my friends look more attractive.

Why did the cows return to the marijuana field? It was the pot calling the cattle back.

Every Family has one Weird Relative. If you don't know who it is, Then it's probably you.

If I can make one person Smile, or pee their pants a little, Then my Day was not wasted.

Lead me not into temptation….Who am I Kidding follow me I know a Shortcut.

Go ahead and keep rolling your eyes honey, maybe you'll find a brain back there

You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say will be misquoted, then used against you

Your Inner Child pretty much runs the show huh?

Just saw three people jogging outside and it inspired me to get up & close the blinds.

I am Trans financial which means I am a rich person born in a poor persons body. Help me stop the hate by sending me money to resolve my Financial Identity Disorder. The Pain is Real Folks!

If you can't be a good example, then you'll just have to be a horrible warning

I Do not have a screw loose. It fell Out!

The Earth revolves around the sun! This may upset some people who think it revolves around them.

So I got a call from a telemarketer and he said he couldn't understand me. I told him push 1 for English.

Humor While We Wait

Humor While We Wait

Sabickford: I thought the "Dryer" made my clothes shrink, turns out it was the "Refrigerator

I have created a new Recipe: I've combined a Laxative and Alphabet soup. I call it "Letter Rip".

I am sitting here swatting flies. I have killed 3 males and 2 females. How do I know the sex? 3 were on a beer can and 2 were on the phone.

Do you ever have so much stuff planned for the next day and then you wake up and You're just like "Nah"?

I meant to behave, but there were too many other options

Life was simpler when we could play a game of Red Rover and just clothesline the people we didn't like.

A Man is suing Smart Water for not making him smart, and I'd Like to formally announce my lawsuit against Thin Mints.

Felt uncomfortable driving into the cemetery. The GPS Blurted out "You have reached your final destination"

I hate it when I see an old person and then remember we went to High School Together.

Breaking News: The Earth revolves around the sun! This may upset some people who think it revolves around them.

Raise your hand if you also need a little pause from life and its stress. A Little Wine, $6 Million Dollars, A flat Stomach and your own Island.

What’s the difference between Bird Flu and Swine Flu? One requires Tweetment and the other requires Oinkment.

KTFA:

Iggy:  A husband and wife were driving through Louisiana. As they approached Natchitoches, they started arguing about the pronunciation of the town. They argued back and forth, then they stopped for lunch. At the counter, the husband asked the blonde waitress, "Before we order, could you please settle an argument for us? Would you please pronounce where we are very slowly?" She leaned over the counter and said, "Burrr-gerrr Kiiing."

Iggy:  Math Teacher: "If I have 5 bottles in one hand and 6 in the other hand, what do I have?"
Student: "A drinking problem."

Iggy:  Teacher: "Which book has helped you the most in your life?"
Student: "My father's check book!"

Iggy:  Q: What do you call a pig that does karate?
A: A pork chop.

Iggy:  A man got hit in the head with a can of Coke, but he was alright because it was a soft drink.

Iggy:  Q: What do computers eat for a snack?
A: Microchips!

Iggy:  A police officer attempts to stop a car for speeding and the guy gradually increases his speed until he's topping 100 mph. The man eventually realizes he can't escape and finally pulls over. The cop approaches the car and says, "It's been a long day and my shift is almost over, so if you can give me a good excuse for your behavior, I'll let you go." The guy thinks for a few seconds and then says, "My wife ran away with a cop about a week ago. I thought you might be that officer trying to give her back!" The officer smiles and say's: Have a good day sir."

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TNT:

Mot:  ""Fred"" had a terrible day fishing on the lake, ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

""Fred"" had a terrible day fishing on the lake, sitting in the burning sun all day without catching a single one. On his way home, he stopped at the supermarket and ordered four catfish. He told the salesman: “Pick four large ones out and throw them at me, will you?”

The salesman said: “Why do you want me to throw them at you?”

“Because I want to tell my wife that I caught them.”

“Okay, but I suggest that you take the Red Snapper,” the salesman said.

“But why?” he asked.

“Because your wife came in earlier today and said that if you came by, I should tell you to take Red Snapper. She would like to have it for dinner tonight.”

Mot:  After a Week of Home Schooling!!!! ......................

Tim Hawkins - Things You Don't Say To Your Wife

https://youtu.be/XpFD-kgQxnI?t=2

"Keep Believin' In the Unbelievable" by Dr. Dinar 12-1-19

Keep Believin' In The Unbelievable!

by Dr. Dinar

Sheesh. They can put a man on the Moon. Or at least we think they can anyway.

Could've been Hollywood magicification for all we know.

Without a doubt the lighting situation was highly suspect.

But let's go ahead and give 'em the benefit of the doubt, just for the sake of discussion.

What we do know is they can put shampoo and conditioner in the same bottle.

Well, according to the label anyway.

Even if we're unable to see inside the bottle itself, that much we can see.

However, based on the results, it certainly appears we're being fed some serious misdisinfo.

Would the shampoo company intentionally deceive us?

Naw... they wouldn't do that.

Or would they.

The all-in-one results certainly aren't anything even close to those derived from implementing them in a two-step process. Shampoo first, then conditioner.

Matter of fact it almost feels (and looks) as if there's been no conditioner applied whatsoever.

Once again, we're left with two options. Believe or don't believe.

Moving on, let's go with something a bit more visible. Like a sandwich.

We know they can put peanut butter and jelly in the same jar.

How do we know that? Because we can see it.

Yes, thanks to something as simple as a clear glass jar, we're able to see the two key ingredients in all their swirlicious glory.

We know what Peanut Butter looks like. We know what Jelly looks like.

Especially when both are applied to two separate slices of bread.

Both easily recognizable, totally different colors as well as tastes.

So when you see them both swirlified in the same clear glass jar, it's pretty much a no-brainer.

No need to be a believer in the unseen, the evidence is unmistakably clear.

So it only stands to reason that if they can do all of those things, then why on Earth can't they get this GCR done.

Yeah, yeah, I get it. This is a biggie.

A never previously been attempted, once in anybody's lifetime, one for the history books, global sized event.

Yet, isn't that exactly why they assigned this task to only the most intelligent folks on the planet.

If it were up to me and my goal was to make this GCR thing happen, I know I would do everything possible to ensure I had assembled the best Team available. Wouldn't you?

Isn't that sort of Rule No.1, hire those more intelligent than yourself.

It only makes sense.

Keeping all that in mind, we also have endless amounts of trendsetting technology at our fingertips.

From talking clones to flying drones, without a doubt we're wise beyond on years.

And still, with all that at their disposal, they still can't seem to get this done.

We're constantly being told that they've been working on getting this thing done for the past fartoomany years.

However, with no visible proof, one can't help but begin to wonder if this thing truly is getting done.

As in making forward progress of any sort.

Not to point fingers but if any of us were to be appointed to a similar position, we'd have been fired long ago.

And rightfully so.

After all, you're hired for one reason. To do a job.

One job. Complete a desired task.

Basically, to git 'r done.

And I don't know about you but from where I stand, they ain't got it done.

Not yet anyway.

Close? Maybe. But done?? Not so much.

I don't care how many hundreds of times I hear "It's done... we're just waiting for the release."

Until they release it, it ain't done.

Until it's liquid and spendable, it ain't done.

Until I can buy groceries and pay the electric bill to keep those groceries cold in the fridge, it ain't done.

Until I can buy the groceries for the person behind me in the grocery store line, it ain't done.

So please, if you're one of those continually saying "It's done, but... .", please check to see how important that add-on but is.

I believe you'll come to find that one little but makes all the difference.

Which brings me back to my original thought.

That being if any of us were in charge of getting it done, regardless of what "it" is, yet we continually fell short in accomplishing our goal, we'd surely be excused from our place of employment.

And our replacement would be hired (or recharged, depending on if we were to be replaced by a Robot or not) post haste.

Hmmmmm... replacement. That's it!

What if we seek out replacements for whomever the heck it is that's responsible for completing this task.

Whomever's job it is to make this RV / GCR thing happen. To git 'r done.

The one's that don't appear to be getting it done. Yeah, them folks.

Would it be a group such as the A-Team, with all of their battle-hardened skills?

Or a bunch such as Charlie's Angels, with their super-stealthish abilities among their many attributes.

Surely they could get the job done.

And no, I didn't refer to any of them as Shirley.

Heck, at this point I wouldn't care if it was The Brady Bunch.

As long as we're assured they're on our side and want the best for humanity, I'm okay with it.

But wait. Let's think about this for a second.

What if I'm wr... wro... mistaken in my thought process.

What if the people assigned to completing this task actually do want it done.

What if they are in fact doing their very best to get it released.

What if they are indeed on the good side, wanting the best for humanity.

After a decade of feeling as if it's entirely possible we've been duped, I think it's only natural to be more than a bit skeptical.

To begin to question everything and everyone involved in this situation.

Especially when we're all too aware of the many folks that don't want this to happen.

Yet, at some point you have to have faith.

In both the people in charge as well as the ongoing process itself and the supposed progress being made towards completing the process.

Think about it. Doesn't matter how long you've been involved in this exchange endeavor, if you're anything like me, then you've yet to see any factual signs of progress.

After hearing words such as Article 140, the HCL Law, new Prime Minister seated, Erbil Arbil Gerbil ramblin' by our monitors for over a decade now, one becomes quite numb to all of that delirium.

Meaning all of the supposed results are just as intangible as the forward progression of the process itself.

As Bruce Springsteen often says, we're runnin' on empty, runnin' blind, unable to see any progress nor the process itself.

He must be a currency holder.

Come to think of it, looking back, hasn't it pretty much been that way since the very start.

Runnin' on faith, believing in the unbelievable.

For the most part none of us had ever been to Iraq.

Yet we were so anxious to connect with someone that had (or had a connection to someone that had) that we were easily swept up by people that continually made claims of having connections in places we could never have imagined.

Were we idiots for believing them? Hmmm... perhaps. Let's hope not.

Believers in the unbelievable? Without a doubt.

And who could blame us.

If you're going to get involved in anything like the RV/GCR and you refuse to believe in the unseen, I wish you all the luck in the world.

You're gonna need it.

This whole thing runs on the unverified and unseen.

Believing in the unbelievable is key to surviving this journey.

So at this point in the process we're pretty much stuck believing that the people in charge of this RV/GCR thing, whomever they may be, have only the best of intentions.

Believing that they're working with much more intelligence and knowledge than we tend to give them credit for.

Or at the very least hoping they are well aware of Google and aren't afraid to use it.

Who knows, they might be just like us.

Fed up with the seemingly endless broke Holiday Seasons and want this done and completed just as much as we do.

Perhaps even more.

They've still got a few weeks to get this done.

Let's hope this is a season of miracles after all.

And let's hope our Christmas Bonus isn't just enrollment in another year of the RV/GCR "Rumor Of The Month" Club.

The global economy ain't got time for that.

And neither do we.

Hang in there folks and keep on believin' in the unbelievable.

Kindly,

Dr. Dinar

Disclaimer: Please consider everything in this post as my opinion. I’m not a professional Wealth Advisor, CPA, Tax Attorney, 'Rumor Of The Month' Club Salesman, etc.. I’m simply someone that chooses to believe in the unbelievable, including but not limited to, the possibility that they truly do want to get this thing done. Be sure to consult a professional for any financial decisions you make now and in the future.

Bits and Pieces in Dinarland Sunday Afternoon 11-24-19

KTFA:

Iggy:  I wish you a day of ordinary miracles

I am now, probably for the first time in my life, the person I have always wanted to be. Oh, not my body! I sometime despair over my body – the wrinkles, the baggy eyes, and the sagging butt. And often I am taken aback by that old person that lives in my mirror, but I don’t agonize over those things for long.

I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I’ve aged, I’ve become more kind to myself, and less critical of myself. I’ve become my own friend. I don’t chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn’t need, but looks so avant-garde on my patio.

I am entitled to overeat, to be messy, to be extravagant. I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.

Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 am, and sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60’s, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love.. I will I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the bikini set. They, too, will get old!

I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten, and I eventually remember the important things.

Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when a beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect. Old Age is a Gift

I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turn gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver. I can say ‘no’, and mean it. I can say ‘yes’, and mean it

As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don’t question myself anymore. I’ve even earned the right to be wrong

So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day

Today, I wish you a day of ordinary miracles.

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Iggy:  and one of my favorites...words to live by...imo

Here is a quote by - Charles R. Swindoll

The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude, to me, is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, the education, than money, than circumstances, than failure, than successes, than what other people think or say or do.

 It is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill. It will make or break a company... a church... a home.

The remarkable thing is we have a choice everyday regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past... we cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable.

The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude. I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% of how I react to it. And so it is with you... we are in charge of our Attitudes.

TNT:

Smitty76:   As OKIE would say, GOOD MORNING AMERICA-SHIPS AT SEA AND ALL OUR WORLD WIDE FRIENDS.

MOT:  Finally.... A Quote I Can Live To!!!.......................

“Never put off till tomorrow what may be done day after tomorrow just as well.” ― Mark Twain

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Restored Republic via a GCR: Special Report as of Nov. 23, 2019

"Judy Note: Please don’t be concerned if you don’t see a Restored Republic via a GCR Report in the next day or so. For the most part my sources have gone silent. No news was good news."

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Dr. Mark Skidmore - Financial Crisis Might Be Best Thing

GregHunter:  Nov 23, 2019

Michigan State Economics Professor Mark Skidmore revealed there was $21 trillion in what he calls “missing money” from the Department of Defense (DOD) and Housing and Urban Development (HUD) two years ago. This was a stunning revelation and the biggest auditing discovery in the history of accounting.

This is being ignored by academia, government and the MSM, but you cannot pretend there will be no consequences forever. Dr. Skidmore says, “The financial crisis that may come in the near future may not be the worst thing. That may be the best thing so we can reset and get a footing in reality and something that has integrity.

 I am concerned we won’t turn back and move in the right direction. What does it mean to my children when a government can say we can just create fake books and pretend they are real? This sure looks like a giant fraud to me. . . .

These unsupported adjustments are a sign of fraud. Why don’t we look?” Join Greg Hunter of USAWatchdog.com as he goes One-on-One with Michigan State Professor Dr. Mark Skidmore, who discovered $21 trillion in ‘missing’ federal money.

https://youtu.be/9hnjxqSYJRM?t=4

Humor While We Wait

Sabickford:  Common Sense is a flower that doesn't grow in everyone's garden.

I forgot to go to the Gym Today… That makes three years in a row.

To the teenager who flipped me off for honking at them, Your Cell Phone is on top of your car!

I'm at that age where my mind still thinks I'm 29, my humor suggests I'm 12 and my body mostly keeps asking if I'm sure I'm not dead yet.

I've been A lot of places but I've never been in Cahoots. Apparently you can't go alone, you have to be in Cahoots with someone. I've never been in Cognito either. I hear nobody recognizes you there. I have however been in Sane, They don't have a airport there, you have to be driven. I have made several Trips.

Women love it when you kiss the back of their neck - Just not when they are driving, and you are in the backseat, and they don't know you

I may not always have a handle on life, I do have a handle on my broom, and I can beat you with it if you try to mess with me.

Accept it. some days you're the pigeon, and some days you're the statue.

When I get a headache, I take 2 aspirin and keep away from children just like it says on the bottle.

Do you ever wake up and kiss the sleeping person beside you and feel glad to be alive? I just did and apparently I'm not allowed to fly this airline again

I’m not self-medicating with Chocolate. The Lady at the shop wrote me a prescription… Well, she called it a receipt. Whatever.

My bank has a new service where they text you your balance. It's cool, I just don't think they should add "LOL" at the end.

Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they're not out to get you

That mmoent you mqke a post and u relise that u speled half the words rong and u lok stupid.

SIGN IN A SHOE REPAIR STORE IN READS: “We will heel you. We will save your sole. We will even dye for you.”

SIGN ON A BLINDS AND CURTAIN TRUCK: “Blind man driving”.

Sign In a Podiatrist's office: "Time wounds all heels”.

Sign In a Non-smoking Area: "If we see smoke, we will assume you are on fire and will take appropriate action.”

The most effective way to remember your wife's birthday is to forget it once.

The four stages of life: 1 You believe in Santa Claus. 2 You don't believe in Santa Claus. 3 You are Santa Claus. 4 You look like Santa Claus.

Everyone has a right to be stupid. Politicians just abuse the privilege.

I wasn't planning on going for a run today…But those cops came out of nowhere.

I want to start juicing but I'm hesitant to start. I don't know how to juice Tacos

I'm great at multi-tasking - I can waste time, be unproductive, and procrastinate all at once.

Women spend more time wondering what men are thinking than men spend thinking.

I only do what the voices in my wife's head tell her to tell me to do…

I've finally lost my mind. If found Don't bother to return it. It wasn't working properly anyway.

I love it when people insult me. It means I don't have to play nice anymore.

I have zero tolerance for racism, Turkey Bacon, decaf Coffee, and Non-Alcoholic Beer

Kids Today: "OMG my parents never let me have anything!" sent by iPhone

 Chocolate comes from cocoa, which comes from a tree. That makes it a plant, therefore , Chocolate counts as a salad. You're Welcome.

Never ask a woman eating ice cream straight from the carton if she is OK

"Breaking News From the North Pole" by Dr. Dinar

Breaking News From The North Pole!

by Dr. Dinar

Just when I think I’ve heard it all, look what comes scrolling across my television screen.

I mean, you just can’t make this stuff up. Or can you.

What with all this fake news floating ’round out there, one can never be 100% certain.

Of anything. Especially what comes out in today’s mainstream media.

Yet, low and behold, there it was. Right before my eyes.

While watching the latest episode of As The Dinar World Turns what should happen to pop up on my front screen but this amazingly unexpected Breaking News alert.

To say it caught my attention is a huge understatement.

In fact, if I hadn’t seen it myself it’s highly doubtful I’d be gullible enough to take someone’s word for it.

Fortunately I was able to capture this screenshot before it disappeared because as we know all too well, when certain super-sensitive info happens to slip through the cracks, somehow reaching the surface, it’s equally as quickly removed from existence, never to be seen or spoken of again.

Apparently, according to popular rumor, our bright-nosed buddy Rudolph, after who knows how many years of extremely dedicated, uninterrupted service, has given his notice.

As in his two week, tell HR to cancel my 401K, never to punch a time clock again notice.

Yes, the very same Rudolph that has spent nearly his entire life circling the globe, helping a certain special someone spread joy throughout the world.

Now, let’s think about this for a second.

What is Rudolph best known for.

Yep, using his oh so bright nose to lead a certain well known individual from country to country, house to house, chimney to chimney, all throughout the entire global community.

And who might this well known individual be that Rudy’s been helping with his nose so bright as well as his awesome sense of direction?

You guessed it, the one and only, ever elusive entity known as Santa Claus.

Good ol’ Kris Kringle, the jolliest guy this side of the North Pole Mall.

To say he’s well connected to those that are well connected goes without saying.

But does that mean he’s the most well connected guy on the planet?

Not necessarily.

Taking this a step further, who would most people consider to be the most well connected person on the planet.

Jeff Bezos, CEO of Amazon? While he may be labeled as the World’s Wealthiest Man, does that automatically imply his being the most well connected guy out there?

Not necessarily.

While his company unquestionably has global connections beyond contemplation, him personally, just not seeing it.

Bill Gates? Again, I picture him as someone that has far too much money and a personality that leaves quite a bit to be desired.

Once again, connections not being a priority in his life.

Not saying there’s a direct correlation between personal wealth and global connections but it certainly doesn’t hurt.

Take Mark Zuckerberg, the face of Facebook, for example.

Basically fell face-first into a huge bucket of funds and yet, he still can’t buy a personality.

While his company may boast of a couple billion monthly users, he himself, not too high on the connections list.

Sure, they snoop on you when you’re messaging and reprimand you when you’re a flake, but again, one on one connections aren’t their strong suit.

In today’s world not only do you need great communication skills as well as extensive global reach, it never hurts to have a bit of insider help as well.

And when you think insider connections, the who’s who of knowing who, who comes to mind.

Sure enough, the jolly ol’ fellow in the red suit.

Think about it. He’s got nearly everyone on the planet on his Lists.

Naughty, nice or somewhere in between, chances are more than good they’re on one of his Lists.

And when you take into consideration that he sees you when you’re sleeping as well as when you’re awake, there’s pretty much nowhere to hide.

So based on all of that, there’s only one thing we can conclude.

He’s as close to an RV/GCR source as we’re ever gonna get.

At least at our pay grade anyway.

No, he himself likely isn’t involved in the process per se nor is he in charge of pushing the GO button but who better than him to know those that are.

Therefore it only stands to reason that his actions  are more than likely based on what he’s both seeing as well as hearing.

And yes, I have it on good authority that he’s a currency holder just like we are.

He’s no dummy. He’s done his research and despite all of the constant objections from Mrs. Claus, he’s gone all in on the IQD, VND and the ZIM.

He’s even gifted all of his Elves with currency as well.

Truth be told, after hearing how committed he was, it pushed me to get even further involved in the Top 3 possibilities.

And now, with this latest rumor floating around out there about Rudolph retiring and then the capper of all, knowing that Santa is out there secretly scouting the Bentley Sleigh market, it leads me to only one conclusion.

This thing is about to pop!

C’mon, it only makes sense.

First of all, why else would Rudolph be retiring.

Think about it. He only works one night of the year and collects unemployment for the remainder of the year.

Yeah, the rest of the time the other reindeer are continuously bullying him, laughing at him and calling him names.

But he learned to just roll with it, knowing what a great gig he has and now he doesn’t waste time giving his haters the time of day.

So when you’ve basically got it all wrapped up in a pretty little bow, why retire.

Does he know something we don’t.

Hmmm…. certainly looks that way, doesn’t it.

Especially when you consider that for the most part his only social interaction is with the most well connected individual on the planet.

And now we have said individual out shopping for a Bentley Sleigh, one can’t help but put 2 & 2 together.

It’s not like Santa’s a politician or anything, making millions upon millions, year after year, off the books.

Nope. Come to think of it, I’m not even sure he receives a paycheck of any sort.

So how on earth is he expecting to afford that new Bentley Sleigh.

Last time I checked Bentley Dealers don’t take milk & cookies as a down payment on a new car, let alone a new sleigh.

Is it possible he’s just out their Dream Sleigh shopping, doing his best to keep his RV/GCR dream alive?

That would be understandable but when you take into consideration Rudy having already tendered his resignation, that just doesn’t make any sense.

That on its own is some tough to argue with confirmation of forward progress right there.

To me everything points to Santa getting some serious hints regarding the pending release of the RV/GCR.

Some people are micro focused on Iraq and all the goings on over in the Sandbox.

And if that gives them the best perspective and helps them through the night, then more power to ’em.

For me, Iraq is far too 2012. Meaning it was okay way back when things were RV focused but now that we know the GCR has run right over the top of that RV game plan, like a runaway snowball racing down from the top of Mt. Dinar, I pay zero attention to anything Iraq-ish.

I much prefer to remain focused on the global economies and how the longer this thing drags out, the more countries continue to collapse.

Contrary to others who believe they want the entire world to collapse prior to all currencies going asset-backed, I’m of the opinion that in reality nobody wins if they allow everything to fold.

And from what I can see, this house of corrupt cards is getting awfully close to crumbling with each and every passing day.

Which only serves to give me even more hope that sooner rather than later, they’re finally going to have to release this thing.

Leading to Santa getting his dream Bentley and I can finally begin to rebuild my life as well as the lives of my family and friends.

Could I be wrong about all this, my interpretation being totally skewed by viewing everything through Dinar goggles? You better believe it.

Please keep in mind it’s simply my opinion based on absolutely nothing other than lots of faith and an overwhelming overdose of hopium.

If I am wrong, I don’t wanna know it.

After a decade on this journey, I enjoy having something to hold onto.

Admittedly the foundation of knowledge that I built far too long ago isn’t quite as stable as it once was.

With all of the changes in the process and protocols throughout this journey, that should be easily understandable by most everyone.

I’m fairly certain that I’m not alone in wondering if my sisters Hairdresser’s Dentist’s Nanny’s Brother in Law wasn’t right in saying that this whole thing is a too good to be true pipe dream.

Could that deterioration be caused by the Boy That Cried Wolf having finally lost his vocal chords after calling it so many times, thereby eroding my footings?

Again, all possible and easy to understand considering how long this has continued to drag out.

So if I’m wrong, please let me survive this journey by any means necessary.

And I’ll gladly do the same for you.

But if I’m right, which I truly hope I am, then this could very well be THE best Holiday Season on record.

Sheesh, I sure like the sound of that.

Just because they’ve failed to get it done all of the previous years they were rumored to be working on it, hoping to reach completion, doesn’t mean this Christmas won’t be different.

After all, according to pretty much everyone out there in Dinarland, everything’s done.

We’re simply waiting for the release.

Let’s hope they’re right this time. After all, they only have to be right one time.

And there’s no better time to be right than right now.

Rudolph, please enjoy your retirement and Santa, I know you’re gonna be flyin’ around faster than the QFS can process a wire transfer but remember, despite what the Bentley Salesman said, that GPS isn’t infallible.

Don’t hesitate to rely on Rudy for directions.

As you well know he’s been around the block a time or two and one can’t imagine a better co-pilot.

Hang in there folks, we could be in store for the best Christmas ever.

Kindly,

Dr. Dinar

Disclaimer: Please consider everything in this post as my opinion. I’m not a professional Wealth Advisor, CPA, Tax Attorney, Bentley Salesman, etc.. I’m simply someone that chooses to believe in the unbelievable, including but not limited to the possibility that Santa truly does exist. Be sure to consult a professional for any financial decisions you make now and in the future.

Tidbits from TNT Halloween Evening 10-31-19

TNT:

Tishwash:  Iraqi President: Prime Minister Has Agreed To Resign And Requests An Acceptable Alternative

Iraqi President Barham Salih, announced that Prime Minister Adel Abdul Mahdi has agreed to resign, but with the demand for understanding on an acceptable alternative within the framework of the Constitution.

Saleh said in a speech, "The Prime Minister has agreed to submit his resignation, asking the political blocs to reach an acceptable alternative, in light of the commitment to constitutional and legal contexts and to prevent a constitutional vacuum."

He added, “I personally continue consultations and meetings with the various blocs, forces and popular actors, in order to bring about the desired reforms and within the constitutional and legal contexts in a manner that preserves the stability of Iraq, protects public security and promotes higher national interests, certain that the current situation is unsustainable. “We really need big changes to make.”

 He continued, “The demands of the Iraqi people have been put to the test. In the grievances and adversity, the true and sincere men and the real men of the homeland appear to make adversity and adversity a means of leapfrogging, advancement and progress. We must make this circumstance suitable for construction and progress, and prevent the impulse and setback. ”

The President of the Republic, “Whether we are a government, parliament or popular events, the responsibility binds us all to protect the homeland from tampering with the bad intentions of the abusers just as it obliges us to get rid of corruption and spoilers, so I invite you and ourselves to protect our homeland and preserve the peaceful demonstrations so that we can all achieve the demands Iraq is healthy. ”

“I am with you, and I will stay, and I will do my best to fulfill the right demands. I am following with exceptional interest the investigation of the martyrs and the wounded. My heart and deep feelings with their generous families that deserve from the state all fairness and appreciation, no one is credited with this fairness, it is a responsibility and honesty, otherwise there is no good in a position, no matter how high and large, if he did not do justice to the oppressed and save a poor from his poverty and protect a country and cherish his sons. Iraq deserves a lot from us. ” link

Cutebwoy:  Urgent .. Iraqi President announces the resignation of Prime Minister Adel Abdul Mahdi

Iraqi President Barham Saleh said on Thursday that Prime Minister Adel Abdul Mahdi had agreed to resign.

The President of the Republic, during a television broadcast today, that the Prime Minister agreed to submit his resignation, demanding the blocks to choose the appropriate alternative.

President Saleh added that corruption files were referred to the judiciary.

President Saleh revealed that a national dialogue is underway in the presidency to discuss the structural imbalances in the system of government, in accordance with the constitutional and democratic contexts, and works to achieve the demand of Iraqis in the rule of Rashid.

Iraq has witnessed several demonstrations in various cities during the month, demanding the elimination of corruption and the provision of employment opportunities, which resulted in the occurrence of many martyrs.

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Earthfirst:  Exclusive: Iran intervenes to prevent ousting of Iraqi prime minister - sources

BAGHDAD (Reuters) - Iran has stepped in to prevent the ouster of Iraqi Prime Minister Abdel Abdul Mahdi by two of Iraq’s most influential figures amid weeks of anti-government demonstrations, sources close to both men told Reuters.  LINK

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JWill:  I guess Abadi won’t be the temp PM? This has been the most confusing time ever in the history of DinarWorld. Oh well!! We move on.

TKing:  After the RV follow the Rules,,, Customs agents seize $72G in cash from Orlando airport traveler https://www.foxnews.com/travel/cbp-seize-72g-airport-orlando

Mobius:  If undeclared, it's Illegal and subject to seizure by customs !

Rogue:  any amount over $10,000

Mot:  Gathering Pecans in the Cemetery..............

On the outskirts of a small Panhandle town, there was a big, old pecan tree just inside the cemetery fence. One day, two boys filled up a bucketful of nuts and sat down by the tree, out  of sight, and began dividing the nuts.  “One for you, one for me, one for you, one for me,”  said one boy. Several of the nuts dropped and rolled down toward the fence.

As they were dividing the nuts, another boy came riding along the road on his bicycle. As he passed, he thought he heard voices from inside the cemetery.  He slowed down to investigate.  Sure enough, he heard, “One for you, one for me, one for you, one for me.”  In an instant he just knew what it was. He jumped back on his bike and raced to find someone to tell about what he had heard..

Just around the bend he met an old man with a  cane, hobbling along.  “Come here quick,” said the boy, “you won’t  believe what I heard! The devil and God are down at the cemetery dividing up the souls!”   The man said, “Beat it kid, can’t you see it’s hard for me to walk.”  When the boy insisted though, the man hobbled slowly to the cemetery.

Standing by the fence they heard, “One for you, one for  me. One for you, One for me.”  The old man whispered, “Boy, you’ve been telling me the truth. Let’s see if we can see God.”  Shaking with fear, they peered through the fence, yet were still unable to see anything. The old man and the boy gripped the wrought iron bars of the fence tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse of God.  At last they heard, “One for you, one for me. That’s all… Now let’s go get those nuts by the fence and we’ll be done!”

They say the old man had the lead for a good half-mile before the kid finally passed him on his bike.

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Mot:  Here Ya Goes!!!... Whats Ur Halloween Name!!!! ..................

Mot:  When the Clock Strikes Midnight!!!! .......................

X22 and more on a Quiet Sunday Night 10-20-19

The [CB]s Didn’t See This Coming, Within The Agreement Is The Economic Plan - Episode 1999a

X22 Report:  Oct 20, 2019

https://youtu.be/ylcNmTSITHQ?t=2

Attacks Will Intensify, Who Holds All The Cards? The End Is Near - Episode 1999b

X22 Report:  Oct 20, 2019

https://youtu.be/vLfAUJzMedo?t=2

From Recaps Archives:

“Quotes from Maxine….Life, Love and Losers”

“I just tried to book a makeover.  They said they’d call me when the parts come in!”

“My brain’s not on vacation anymore…but it does seem to be considering an early retirement!”

“Your golden years are a time to start asking yourself life’s big questions…Like, “Now why did I come into this room? I knew a minute ago!”

“My favorite coffee flavor?....Under- a -dollar flavor!”

“I’ve got the ergonomic office chair…but, this job’s still a pain in the butte!”

“When the going gets tough……eat more fiber!”

“Going to work would be easier if I stayed in bed for a living!”

“Let your conscience by your guide……and you will never have any fun!”

“ Remember: Two Wrongs don’t make a right….It takes two wrongs a shin kick and a prank phone call!”

“I like to think of each day as a new mountain to be climbed, a new river to be crossed, a new neighbor to be mooned!”

“The only time I make a splash at a party is when I put more ice cubes in my drink!”

“TV is like a book you can sleep through!”

“Here’s a tip…If you have hot flashes you’re too old for hot pants!”

“You are welcome to kiss the cook. Guess where?”

“Ever get your fast food, and kinda wish they’d taken their time?”

“I tried getting away from it all…most of it followed me!”

“Every once in a while the girls get together for a brunch…that’s a cross between a brawl and a punch!”

“Never put off till tomorrow what you can ignore indefinitely!”

“I have an 8 to 5 job….Unfortunately it comes with a 10 to 2 paycheck!”

“ I work in a big office…..The conference room sleeps thirty!”

“They say that truth is inside you….That must be what’s giving acid reflux!”

“The Journey of 10 feet begins with a single “Where’s the $#%&^*!@ remote!”

“You can lead a horse to water…If you want the water to smell like horse for the rest of the day!”

“I applied for a loan, but the bank had zero percent interest.”

“I feel like I’ve left my mark on the world…..a scar is a type of mark, right?”

“In life there’s no free lunch…Unless you crash a wedding reception…then there’s free cake and booze too!”

“Reach for the stars….It keeps your chest from sagging!”

“I love soap operas…They make me feel so….what’s the word-Normal!”

“Love is in the air…in case you are wondering what that smell was!”

“Catch and release” is pretty much my policy when it comes to dating too!”

“The women in romance novels ought to throw a fit instead of heaving a bosom!”

“Romantic gestures are not my speciality…..driving gestures….sure!”

“If men are from Mars,  we need to find the bozo who supplied them with spaceships!”

“Looking for a hot date?  Pick any date in August…They don’t get much hotter than that!”

“I like to think of make-up as just another way to lie to men!”

“I’m what they call a “natural woman”….which just means “Not rich enough to get implants!”

“Men are only good for one thing…but, then you have to feed them between car repairs!”

“They say it’s not over till it’s over….Wow, I wonder how long it took ‘em to figure that one out?”

“When people ask me what I do, I say I’m in manufacturing…If they ask what kind, I tell them I make trouble for people who ask too many questions!”

“A single red rose says, “I love you” ….a window box of headless carnations says “Keep your dog in your own yard!”

“My boss asked me to take an anger management class this year…I told him I’m angry enough with management as it is!”

“You can tell Hollywood is full of environmentalists…they keep recycling the same plots!”

“Interesting coincidence…I have firewood, and the neighbor is missing an Adirondack chair!”

“It’s not the heat…It’s the boneheads who keep saying it’s not the heat!”

“I keep a well stock pantry in case friends drop by….I could hide in there for days!”

“I’m not sure that good things come to those who wait….but, I’ve noticed that bad things happen to people who cut in front of me in the express lane!”

“Instead of blogging about your life…try getting one!”

“Personally, I think conservatives and liberals should move toward the middle of the road….Makes it easier to run ‘em over!”

“It’s tough being a Congressman….try patting yourself on the back with both hands in constituents pockets!”

“ All my co-workers have great tans….Especially on their noses!”

“Riding the bus saves gas and helps the environment…plus, what other mode of transportation gives you so many chances to tell people where to get off?”

“ The only thing worse then seein’ a baseball player scratch himself on TV, is knowing he probably earned a couple grand while doing it!”

“The early bird may get the worm…but the night owl gets the tequila!”

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TNT:

Mot:  Package Thief vs. Glitter Bomb Trap...................

https://youtu.be/xoxhDk-hwuo?t=1

READY...SET...WHOA! by Dr. Dinar 9-29-19

Thank you Dr. Dinar

READY... SET... WHOA!  by Dr. Dinar

As we ease into October of 2019, the one phrase we continue to hear over and over again is "Everybody's ready, everything's in place, we're simply waiting for the GO signal."

There's only one problem. We've been hearing that very same phrase for the past 2 or 3 years.

I don't know about you but I've lost quite a bit of faith in that statement.

Actually, more than just a bit.

As a matter of fact, I've pretty much filed that phrase under the same category as "Sooner than later" and "We're in the window".

The category starts with an "M"... for Meaningless.

And as much as we continually hear there haven't been any delays, the longer this continues to drag out the less I believe in that statement.

If I have to hear about the horses waiting anxiously in the starting gate one more time, I'm going to open up my own Glue Factory.

Well, I would but I'd need to exchange some IQD first. So I guess that will have to wait.

You get the point. Things can only be "ready to go" for so long before they're no longer ready to go.

Does that mean the plan has changed? That sounds a bit more plausible.

For as many decades as this traveling Circus has been on the road it's easy to believe there have been more than a few delays along the way.

Some they could plan for. Others, not so much.

Again, with a never before attempted task as monumental as the GCR, easily understandable.

For example, how many times have you set up your Saturday morning schedule of chores only to just get started and first thing outta the gate, blindsided by the unforseen.

That's life. Regardless of how well you've planned, things rarely, if ever, go as planned.

 For example, let's say your goal for the weekend is to begin your Saturday by mowing the lawn and straight outta the gate, the lawnmower won't start.

Sure enough, it's out of gas. Next stop, the garage to grab a nearby gas can (one of seven or so waiting patiently on the shelf as this is not a new experience).

Wouldn't you know it, it's empty as well. So it's off to the gas station you go.

Upon arrival, you immediately see that your "fave" pump is clear and it's gonna be your day.

Only one small problem. Reaching for your debit card you instantly discover you've forgotten your wallet.

Easy to understand as only a crazy person mows the lawn with their wallet in their cargo shorts pocket.

Nobody wants to mistakenly mow down their wallet, completely shredding everything inside.

Jumping in your car, it's back home you go.

Fortunately you only live a couple miles away.

Knowing you'll be back in a flash, this is really no big deal and should only set you back a half hour or so.

After all, you've been mapping out the entire scenario in your mind all the way home. No worries, you got this.

Upon arriving home, you run in the house knowing all too well just exactly where your wallet is.

Your default spot, where it always is.

Running in the house, it's off to your dresser you go.

It's THE spot for your wallet. Been that way for longer than you can remember.

Well, not this time. Not on top of the dresser.

Not behind the dresser. Not in a top drawer. Not anywhere.

It's gone. Just plain gone. So much for your so called plan. Now what.

That plan just went out the "everybody's ready, everything's in place, just waiting for the GO signal" window.

Whispering (okay, screaming) in your head "Think, you idiot... THINK! Where could that dang thing be!"

It has to be here somewhere. "Ohhh, that's right. Now I remember!"

It quickly dawns on you that you ordered a pizza last night and needed your wallet to tip the delivery guy.

Heading to the living room, knowing it has to be sitting on the table by the front door, on top of the TV, the coffee table, one of those three spots.

It's guaranteed to be there, just like the 30 minute delivery guarantee. It's good as gold.

Or is it. Scouting around, you're still not seeing it. But you know it's close and you'll find it sooner than later.
Under the couch. Behind the TV. That would be a double NO.

Okay, think. Where could it be.

Doing your best not to get too stressed, you already know the last place you used it. To tip the delivery driver.

So you got that goin' for you, which is nice.

Now all you have to do is find it. Between the couch cushions? Nope. In the car keys bowl by the front door? Another nope.

In the pocket of the sweatshirt you were wearing last night when you went to pay the driver? Again, nope.

Okay, now it's getting to be more than a bit stressful.

Looking at the clock you quickly realize that you're already over an hour past your scheduled time for completing the mow job and you've yet to get started.

But you've still got time and you'll be back on track before you know it.

All these missing wallet problems far behind you.

Telling yourself to calm down isn't working.

So what's the next best thing to bring down your heart rate? Food.

Yep, a "search snack" of some sort. Works every time.

Guaranteed to take your mind off the situation and help you to relax.

And what's better than "day after" pizza. Ummm... nothing!

It's almost as if this whole experience was meant to be.

Rushing to the fridge, knowing you still have half a pizza remaining from last nights delivery, it's off to pizza nirvana you go.

As you grab the box, more than ready to dive on in, what's that staring you right in the face.

No flippin' way. How can that be. It can't, but yet, it is.

Yes, it's your wallet. The very same wallet you've been searching everywhere for over the past 45 minutes.

Then it all comes flooding back.

Shortly before putting the box of uneaten pizza in the fridge, you couldn't help but grab one last slice and as your hands were full, you plopped your wallet down on the box as you began chomping away.

Phew, mystery solved. Time to call off Jim Rockford, his services won't be needed here.

Feeling as if you deserve a Finders Fee, a reward of some sort, for finding your wallet, you can't help but grab a slice before you quickly scramble out the door, jump in your car and head back to the gas station.

Doing your best not to get too down on yourself for this stupid mistake, knowing it was only a two hour setback, all has not been lost

You still have plenty of time to mow the lawn.

Wallet in your pocket, all you have to do is grab a couple gallons of gas and you'll be home and mowin' away in no time.

Pulling in the gas station driveway and seeing your fave pump is once again wide open, it's a sure sign you'll be out of there and back home in no time.

Swiping your debit card and punching in your PIN, everything's ready to go.

Oops, forgot to grab the gas can. Rookie mistake.

Easily understandable as it's not like you have to do this last minute scramble to the gas station every week.

Walking around to the back of your car, opening the trunk, reaching for the gas can and BAM, it's not there.

Say WHAT!?! I know I brought it. I had it in my hands the first time I was here.

Then it dawns on you that yes, you did indeed have it in your hands the first time you were there.

And you set it down next to the pump prior to realizing that you'd forgotten your wallet.

And in your haste to rush home to grab your wallet, you left the gas can sitting by the pump.

Your first thought is "If I ever catch the guy that stole it I'll..." but calming yourself, you decide to head on inside the Gas-N-Go in hopes it was found by some kind soul and returned, knowing you'd be returning for it soon.

No such luck. And even worse, the clerk informs you that they're currently out of gas cans as they've had a run on them as of late.

That's when it hits you. You've been down this road before.

Hence the other half dozen gas cans sitting empty on the shelf in the garage, one of which you'd be grabbing before you headed back to the station for the third time.

No sweat, third time's the charm.

Heading back to your car, shaking your head in defeat, wondering how could all of your plans have gone so wrong, you decide to top off your tank.

After all, you've already submitted your card, not much more of a delay.

Might as well make the best of a bad situation. At least it will save you a trip later on in the week.

Click... click... click. $1.43 later, your tank is full and you're good to go.

Okay, so you filled up a couple days ago and didn't really need this trip to the station after all.

But you did need your wallet. And if it wasn't for this whole fiasco playing out the way it did, who knows how long it would've taken you to find it.

Let alone to even realize it was missing. At least not until what's sure to be a rather stressful Monday morning thanks to today's plans falling through.

Thank you Universe, you done good. Well, good enough anyway.

All the way home you're working out your Plan C for the rest of the day.

Sure, you're behind schedule by about 4 hours but there's still time to get back to your house, grab a gas can, rush back to the gas station, and make it back home again in time to mow the lawn.

Woo Hoo, all is not lost after all. You got this!

Almost home, rounding the corner, Dangit! You've gotta be kidding me!

Pulling in your driveway you can't help but notice that your auto-sprinklers are on full blast and your lawn is completely soaked.

Which, as anybody that's ever mowed a lawn knows, is the number one "No Go" signal for mowing the lawn.

Which is also the reason why you needed to get an early morning start in the first place. In order to beat the sprinklers.

So much for all your Saturday plans. The lawn will never be dry before dark. Looks like you'll have to give it another go tomorrow.

Oh wait, no can do. You already made plans to have friends over to watch football. Better make plans for next Saturday instead.

Now, what to do with the rest of your Saturday since all of your plans have been cancelled.

Looks like it's going to be an afternoon chillaxin' on the couch with a few slices of leftover pizza.

Sitting there, you begin to reflect on this whole GCR thing and can't help but wonder if this is what's going on with those hard working guys and gals back at GCR Headquarters.

Perhaps they're experiencing these same glitches, continually making plans, only to have them fall through time and time again.

Can't be something as stupid as them simply forgetting to wind the GCR Clock. Or can it?

Naw, chances are the QFS is now in charge of the GCR Clock along with all of its other duties.

One would also think they have a backup plan as well, just in case their original clock goes cuckoo.

And what about all of the people rumored to be waiting "on hold" at some 7,000 Exchange Centers across the country. They have to be pretty sick and tired of leftover pizza by now.

Any way you choose to look at it, at least you know there are many others who share your frustration of endless plans being cancelled.

At this point the only thing you know for certain is you're guaranteed to have the best Christmas ever.

And by the time your family and friends arrive for the holidays you're going to have the best looking lawn on the block.

That is, of course, unless you run out of gas and have to make alternate plans.

If that happens, then all bets are off.

Hang in there folks. We're getting closer with each passing day and before you know it you'll be ever so grateful that you never gave up.

Sincerely,
Dr. Dinar

We're All In This Together by Dr. Dinar 9-22-19

We're All In This Together

by Dr. Dinar

So, here we are, nearing the end of September 2019. Yes, you read that correctly. 2019! And we're still broke and waiting.

How can that be. It makes absolutely no sense whatsoever.

For those of you that have been around for a good number of years I'm sure you'll remember the feeling of praying that your IQD order would arrive in time.

After all, we only had a couple few short days before the RV was gonna "pop" and you'd hate to miss out on such a "once in a lifetime, too good to be true" event simply because the Fed Ex driver threw your package on the wrong porch.

Even worse, some of the rumors floating around back then painted a horrifying picture of a convoy of Fed Ex drivers pullin' a mutiny, driving their trucks overflowing with dinar deliveries straight down the Overseas Highway to Key West, grabbin' hold of their Pirate's Booty shortly before scramblin' aboard a fast boat to the Bahamas, never to be seen nor heard from again.

Fortunately for all of us, that super scary scenario never materialized.

Just as the "this RV is gonna pop in the next two weeks" rumor window never came true. Just another rumor.

Was this our formal introduction to the RV Rumormill? Looking back, as it turns out I guess you could say it was.

Did we recognize it at the time? Nope. We just thought it was someone's way too overactive imagination, once again, running away with them. Or with our IQD as it were.

Which, for the most apart, was easily understandable.

I mean, there we were. A bunch of regular everyday folks from all walks of life, perhaps 1% of us at most having any prior experience dealing with foreign currency at any level, expecting to turn a thousand dollars into millions.

Talk about insane, we were pretty much the default Poster Children for insanity.

In fact, back then I'll bet you could check the internet for the definition of the word lunatic and chances are you'd see a photo of a typical Dinarian.

Or as we were so affectionately known to the higher-ups back then, a Toothless Crackhead.

 Sure, you could say we were totally gullible but we couldn't avoid being lured in by people that claimed to know someone high up that we didn't know nor had any hopes of knowing.

Someone that supposedly knew someone who really knew something secret about something we'd never know anything about.

But it's not like we were waiting outside a Casino in Reno, hoping to get invited in to join an exclusively elusive Group. Now THAT would be insane.

Okay, so yeah, we were pretty much fish in a barrel, waiting for the gun to go off.

Add to that most of us being completely surrounded by a sea of naysaying Wives, Brother in Law's, Cousins, Barbers, Gardeners, Hairdressers, Baristas, you name it, all of them thinking we should be locked up in a nearby random Rubber Room because we'd obviously lost our minds.

Therefore it was easily understandable that an inmate or two had flown the Cuckoo's Nest and somehow managed to get such an unbelievable rumor bouncing around in Dinarland.

However, what we didn't know was just how prevalent the rumors would come to be.

Not to mention each one out to outdo the current level of insanity, taking the extreme to new and never before seen heights.

In the beginning it was all Iraq, all the time. And so you'd think they'd eventually run out of "stuff" to blab about. But oh how wrong you'd be in thinking such a thing.

From Maliki's relentlessly moronic monkey business to Talibani's having a heart attack and being flown to Germany one day, only to be spotted playing a quick 18 holes with Allawi, Barzani and Shabibi at Baghdad Country Club the next day, it was easy to see there was nowhere these Rumorians were afraid to tread.

Nothing was off limits for them. After all, they had a ready-made audience starving for camelcrumbs, ready, willing, and able to devour what few nuggets came floating their way.

Again, easily understandable because for the majority of us Iraq was like the lost city of Atlantis.

A place we'd all heard of, hoping it existed, but for 98% of us a place that only existed on our computer monitors and TV screens.

What we did have was hope. Faith. Believing that as ridiculous as some of the rumors were, we still had to believe that Iraq was real.

Therefore the RV was real as well.

And based on our research (since we had plenty of time to do lots of research), Iraq was indeed real.

Even if most of the "stories" emanating from the Green Zone weren't.

As time went on, the GCR digging in and getting some traction, they continually turned up the rumor wick, creating some of the most "off the wall" rumors you can imagine.

It was almost as if they'd hired a team of Hollywood screenwriters (which, come to think of it, was another rumor floating around at the time) to constantly keep the World of Confusium well fed.

With each new Country and currency added to the "baskets", along came a fresh supply of hopium to keep all of Dinarleand overflowing with insanity.

Just when you thought it couldn't get any crazier, there was an Alien Clone Prepper wearing a gold tie holding a fringeless New Republic flag waiting just around the next corner, anxious to prove you wrong.

That has been the one constant in all of this. The constant rumors.

We've always been told that as we near the end of this journey we'd see a decrease in the amount of currency available for purchase.

We'll never really know if that's true or not. And to be honest, it would take an awful lot for me to believe it anyway.

But one thing we'll never see is any decrease in the creative minds constantly conjuring up more rumors for us to run on.

Why would they stop. It's the fool... oops, I mean "fuel" of Dinarland.

Continually keeping everyone looking over here, while the real going's-on will always remain over there.

Behind the curtain, never to be known by us regular folks.

And if it's in the news, it's only because it's either already happened or it's what they want you to believe is happening.

Nothing whatsoever to do with what we want to know.

Regardless of who or what you believe, as crazy as it may seem, at the end of the day the one "dependable" we can all depend on is our belief in the RV/GCR scenario and its eventually fruitful outcome.

While we may not know the rate or date, nor the "how" it's all going to play out, one thing we do know is that there's someone else out there that shares our thoughts and beliefs, as well as our perseverance. Which is huge.

And they're willing to go the distance, just as we are.

Isn't it somehow strangely comforting to know there's another 5 million or so people in the world heading in the same direction, equally as insane as you are.

It is for me, that's for sure.

I'd hate to think I'm gonna be alone in that Rubber Room.

Hang in there folks, we're all in this together and we're almost there.

Sincerely,

Dr. Dinar