Well........!

With all the “word” problems, legal gyrations, contractors’ games, and other serious distractions–

 Have you laughed lately?  I mean really laughed?    Well........have you? 

Call me, I got 2 great names of folks that wil keep you in stitches!!

Oh, come on, so I’m irreverent and frivilous-- why not, for just this moment?

Ralph I am glad that you broached the subject, but it dawned on me the other day that architects have no (or very little) sense of humor. There a pretty uptight bunch and I can’t figure out why. Maybe because in order to have a good sense of humor you have to be able to laugh at yourself…and architects have way too much ego to laugh at themselves!

Yep, just did. Here’s a story:

I just got off the phone with one of the Architects here. He wanted to know how to describe masonry sealer on the drawings. So, I said, just say “Apply masonry sealer” with an arrow. Well he wanted to say “Apply masonry sealer, RE: Specs”. Ha, ha, I laughed, and launched in to my rhetoric concerning the complementary nature of drawings and specifications, and the need to say it once, and how redundant it is to say RE: Specs, blah, blah, blah. Drives me nuts.

Anyway, he wants to tell me a story, it goes like this:

A man walks in to a bar, sits down at the bar by himself and orders a drink. He’s a had few drinks, minding his own business, when out of nowhere, this tiny voice says “Nice tie!”. The man looks around, doesn’t see anyone, so he orders another drink. A few minutes later he hears another tiny voice, which says “Nice hair!” Again, he starts getting nervous. This goes on for a while until finally he can’t stand it anymore, he’s really about to freak out. He calls the bartender over, and tells him about this voice, you know, oh my goodness, I’m hearing voices, like that. The bartender asks him what the voices are saying. The guy tells him, they are saying things like “Nice hair, Nice smile, things like that”. The bartender says, oh nothing to worry about, that’s just the peanuts… “They’re complimentary!”.

Get it, complementary, complimentary? Go with it, go with it

Thanks, Brett-- now I have 3 names!!!

You know we really can include mottos, creeds, and cartoons in our laugh provoking quest.

Motto- IT IS NEITHER CRIMINAL NOR SINFUL TO FINISH THE SPECS, EARLY!

Send me an e-mail for a really good specs cartoon.

Maybe we need to show that the combination of specs and humor is not a mutually exclusive oxymoron!

Ralph, how would one determine your e-mail address from the post, to send you an e-mail for a really good specs cartoon?

Well I could post it here [preferred method I guess] or you could go on the Member Search on the CSI web site–

oh, the heck with it–
rliebing@hixson-inc.com

laughter is still the best medicine…

How about a Joke/Funny Story Thread??
there should be a thread for architecture, specs, construction, etc. related jokes, stories, cartoons, etc., I file what I can, when I get them, esp. the clean ones and semi-clean ones, I find that a good joke is still the best way to break the ice and esp. diffuse a tense situation…and sometimes searching on google for a joke can take much too much time…how about it Colin?
in fact here is one I heard/read today, and even though I don’t play golf, many of my clients & colleagues do so I’ve already sent it to a few and they in turn have sent me back a ha ha or two…laughter will always remain the best medicine…if only it could cure cancer:

Golfing On Sunday

One Sunday morning, a priest wakes up and decides to go golfing. He calls his boss and says that he feels very sick, and won’t be able to go to work.

Way up in heaven, Saint Peter sees all this and asks God, “Are you really going to let him get away with this?”

“No, I guess not,” says God.

The priest drives about five to six hours away, so he doesn’t bump into anyone he knows. The golf course is empty when he gets there. So he takes his first swing, drives the ball 495 yards away and gets a hole in one.

Saint Peter watches in disbelief and asks, “Why did you let him do that?”

To this God says, “Who’s he going to tell?”

Jerome, that’s an interesting variant of the “rabbi golfing on Yom Kippur” joke!

Helaine…5:27am - I’m up to catch a flight, why pray tell is any one else up at this hour - unless you are on the west coast, in that case I’ll be there later today…Big Sur here I come, its time for some R/R.

Are you ready? Morning minyan at 7 am.

I’m gone now…later all.

Pastor runs into a church member who is also a professional baseball player.

“Haven’t seen you in church lately”, says the Pastor.

“Well, i"m kinda busy on Sundays”, comes the reply

“Well, Sunday is my busy day too, but I’m in the right field”, says the Pastor as little irritated.

“Yea, me, too”, says the member/player. “Ain’t that sun terrible out there”?

Jokes of the proper kind, properly told, can do more to enlighten questions of politics, philosophy, and literature than any number of dull arguments. - Isaac Asimov, scientist and writer (1920-92)

And permit me, Lynn–

"…politics, philosophy, literature, and SPEC WRITING than…’

Apologies to Mr. Asimov

Here’s a one-question IQ Test to help you decide how you should spend the rest of your day…


There is a mute specifier who wants to buy a toothbrush. By imitating the action of brushing one’s teeth, he successfully expresses himself to the shopkeeper and the purchase is done.

Now, if there is a blind specifier who wishes to buy a pair of sunglasses, how should he express himself?

He opens his mouth and says, “I would like to buy a pair of sunglasses.”

If you got this wrong - please turn off your computer and call it a day. I’ve got mine shutting down right now.

“A nod’s as good as a wink to a blind specifier.”
(Sorry, couldn’t resist)

Actually, he would say:

“I’d like to buy a pair of sunglasses, Raybans or suitable substitute.”

Correction, make that…

“Approved” substitute.