What goes up, must come down. Wrong. Even though the cost of oil has gone down, the prices remain the same. The oil companies are waiting for you to become comfortable with $4 per gallon gas, and then they will continue to raise it. Never again will we see gas under $4 per gallon, and already there is talk of $5 per gallon. The more the american driver cuts back the higher the price will go. If he continues at his present rate, the price will continue to rise. There is no senareo for price reduction other then Gov't interference. There is always a reason for more profit.

A lot of folks can't understand how we came to have an oil shortage here

in our country.
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Well, there's a very simple answer.
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Nobody bothered to check the oil.
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We just didn't know we were getting low.
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The reason for that is purely geographical
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Our OIL is located in
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ALASKA
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California
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Coastal Florida
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Coastal Louisiana
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Kansas
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Oklahoma
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Pennsylvania
and
Texas

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Our
DIPSTICKS
are located in
Washington, DC!!!
Any Questions ???
NO? I didn't Think So.

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We all look forward to the summer and this year is almost the same. Warm breezes, sunny days, green grass, birds chirping and the smell of grilling. We have had a long winter with record snow, school closings, ice, and grey skies. Don't get too excited. High gas prices, high food prices, high unemployment, and this depression is putting a damper on our summer enjoyment. Yes, I said the word depression. If it looks like a depression, smells like a depression, has all the markings of a depression you can call it a depression. Politicians and others want to call it a recession, but they are not facing reality. The the rich, it may only be a recession, but to the middle class and poor it is a depression. Politician feel that if they keep calling it a recession long enough, everyone will call it a recession. Their jobs would be in jeopardy if it were called a depression. This would mean that they are not doing the job that we elected them to do.
President Bush came up with a real lame idea. Let give money back to stimulate the economy and help out those who are struggling. Sound great? Hold on to your horses. Those people who need it the most are up to their eyeball and debt, on unemployment and social security. These people will have the money withheld for overdue student loans, back taxes, and anything else that they owe. While this may help them trim their debt, it is not putting food on their tables or helping them save their homes. Many of those of SSI, and disability really need help, but their checks were cut in half. So if this stimulus check is there to help, it is there to help those who don't need help. It gives the wealthy a few dollars to put back into the economy to build up big business as a hole.
Folks, don't fool yourself. This is a depression. Look what caused the last depression and compare it to what is causing this depression. The words you are looking for is greed and speculation. Fuel prices are fueled by speculation. The dollar is fueled by speculation, the economy is fueled by speculation, everything is fueled by speculation and speculator are the ones making the money.
Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness is great, but gouging your fellow man for greater profit is not what our founding fathers had in mind. WE now have two classes of people, just like Communism. Check out those similarities.

~The Living Bible~

His name is Bill. He has wild hair, wears a T-shirt with holes in it, jeans, and no shoes. This was literally his wardrobe for his entire four years of college.

He is brilliant. Kind of profound and very, very bright. He became a Christian while attending college.

Across the street from the campus is a well-dressed, very conservative church. They want to develop a ministry to the students but are not sure how to go about it.

One day Bill decides to go there. He walks in with no shoes, jeans,
his T-shirt, and wild hair. The service has already started and so Bill starts down the aisle looking for a seat.

The church is completely packed and he can't find a seat. By now,
people are really looking a bit uncomfortable, but no one says anything.

Bill gets closer and closer and closer to the pulpit, and when he realizes there are no seats, he just squats down right on the carpet.

By now the people are really uptight, and the tension in the air is thick.

About this time, the minister realizes that from way at the back of the church, a deacon is slowly making his way toward Bill.

Now the deacon is in his eighties, has silver-gray hair, and a three-piece suit. A godly man, very elegant, very dignified, very courtly. He walks with a cane and, as he starts walking toward this boy, everyone is saying to themselves that you can't blame him for what he's going to do.

How can you expect a man of his age and of his background to understand some college kid on the floor?

It takes a long time for the man to reach the boy.

The church is utterly silent except for the clicking of the man's cane. All eyes are focused on him. You can't even hear anyone breathing. The minister can't even preach the sermon until the deacon does what he has to do.

And now they see this elderly man drop his cane on the floor. With great difficulty, he lowers himself and sits down next to Bill and worships with him so he won't be alone.

Everyone chokes up with emotion.
When the minister regains control, he says, "What I'm about to preach, you will never remember. What you have just seen, you will never forget. "
"Be careful how you live, for you may be the only Bible some people will ever read!"

Well, it's Monday morning.

I just dropped off Cody at school.Gigi and I do this every morning. She loves to ride in the truck.
This week is a full week. We have to set up for a funeral and receptions for 200 people which will be on Wednesday. That same day I have to do a wedding. Codys birthday is Thursdays and Catherines birthday is Sunday.

We listened to a wonderful speaker Sunday night. He talked about...... lot of numbers, proton, nutrons, quasars, and a lot of scientific information concerning creations. Believe it or not, I understood most of it.

I mentioned that we had to go to a funeral this week. A good friend of ours dropped dead with a brain anurysm. He was only 76 and in good health. His funeral is at noon on Wednesday. I have to perform a wedding at 3.

Now that the good weather is here, there is more to do outdoors. As much as there is to do, it is still better than snow.

More to come later.