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I spend part of each day of my life writing.

A school inspector saw two little girls in class and they were absolutely identical. "You must be twins," she said. "No, miss," they answered together. "Bet you are sisters, aren't you?" she asked. "Yes, miss," they replied.

I love after-service chatter. It's not that I don't enjoy the sermon it's just that congregating around the fellowship "pot" following our formal worship time blends everything together.

God found it necessary to create mothers. It just wasn't working before they came along. Recently I came across a physical test for prospective mothers and fathers. For Women: Obtain a large beanbag chair and attach it to the front of your clothes.

This afternoon I watched a television program that summarized the elimination votes in CBC Radio's annual "Canada Reads" competition.

A prisoner receives a letter: "Dear Husband, I have decided to plant some lettuce in the back garden.

Imagine meeting Jesus after this life is all over. Jesus asks, "Well, how was it?" And you reply, "Except for the last five minutes, it was pretty awesome.

An eccentric philosophy professor gave a one question final exam after a semester dealing with a broad array of topics.

A man goes to see a psychiatrist and says, "Doctor, I've got a split personality and it's interfering with my life. It's wrecking my job so I can't get along withIt's ruining my family life.

If nothing else, life is a journey - albeit for most of us, a journey refusing to stay on course. Plans are made; life happens and we change directions.