<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497</id><updated>2012-02-18T10:34:11.153-08:00</updated><category term='t'/><category term='&quot;'/><category term='\'/><title type='text'>Schindler Sez</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;br&gt;
By James A. Schindler&lt;br&gt;
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Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>229</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-4808484750016723557</id><published>2012-01-26T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T07:49:59.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;January 21, 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once, I thought I was goofy, but I knew better than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If Napoleon could gather all his bones together...would he still be Bonaparte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crazy Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After I was told the following story by Sim Hain, I asked him if it was true.&lt;br /&gt;"Who cares?" he replied, "It's a good story. So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;Louis "Satchmo" Armstrong, the great musician and trumpet player, once had an audience with the pope and when they were done and Satchmo was about to leave, the pope made the sign of the cross with his right hand, blessing him.&lt;br /&gt;After that visit, one of his friends asked him what impressed him the most about the pope.&lt;br /&gt;"Well," Satchmo answered, "He had on this tall, pointed hat, a big fancy robe, this huge ring, and red shoes. But what I dug the most was is crazy goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Real Problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you know what the real problem is with our dysfunctional Congress? Forty-five percent of them are lawyers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-4808484750016723557?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/4808484750016723557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=4808484750016723557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4808484750016723557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4808484750016723557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2012/01/together-again-if-napoleon-could-gather.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-3119473672130795230</id><published>2012-01-26T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T07:51:31.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;January 14, 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If my body was as thin as my hair...I'd be one skinny dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Itch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm an usher at St. Peter's and just before we were about to start down the aisle to take up the collection, my nose started to itch like crazy. As I began to rub it vigorously with the back of my hand, Kelly, a fellow usher, gave me this stare of bewilderment. Bending over, I whispered in her ear, "Thank God, it's my nose that itches!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hand Jive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Conversing with and Italian friend of mine, who was gesticulating vigorously as he spoke, I finally posed this question. "Sam, if I cut off your hands...could you still talk?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Honest Barber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My barber Skip, gave me too much change back after I paid him this morning. On returning the difference to him, he said, "Thanks for being so honest".&lt;br /&gt;"You're welcome."&lt;br /&gt;"Were honest around here," he said.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, if you don't count all the bull crap that you guys drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-3119473672130795230?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/3119473672130795230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=3119473672130795230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/3119473672130795230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/3119473672130795230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-14-2012-schindler-sez-if-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-5345402389573468246</id><published>2012-01-12T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T16:48:10.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;January 7, 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Old age isn't for wimps...just ask me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's Fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Since Mother Nature made everything taste so good and since we have to eat to live, I hate to say it, "But it's her fault I have a fat head!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Series-us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There is an old Texan saying, which goes, "Don't mess with Texas." Ha! They're not that tough. It only took some Cardinals and a couple of Louisville Sluggers to whip their butts - and I'm series-us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No More Junk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;According to the Washington Post, the U.S. Postal Service has lost over $8 billion in the fiscal year ending in September, 2011, and will probably for broke. What if we let them go down the tubes? Just think of all the money it would save the taxpayers. Besides, if you're like me, all I get is junk mail and bills; both of which I could do without. And you can put your stamp on that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-5345402389573468246?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/5345402389573468246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=5345402389573468246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5345402389573468246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5345402389573468246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-7-2012-schindler-sez-old-age.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-2083639212298029728</id><published>2012-01-12T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T16:36:24.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;December 24, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Money talks, but when it does...it usually says goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Birds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"I'm not afraid of death...but this dying bull crap is for the birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~85-year-old, Tom Sefton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Whacker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(The names have been withheld to protect the not so innocent.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The University of St. __________, had just installed the new Pro Turf surface on its football field. The coach was so happy that he finally got the new turf that now and then he would go out onto the field and lay  down, just for the joy of it.&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after the installation, he noticed little pieces of the new turf lying around. Thinking some sort of animal was causing the damage, he instructed on of the student assistants to go out at night with a baseball bat and whack whatever was causing it.&lt;br /&gt;That evening the coach was awakened by his ringing cell. "Coach," the bat boy yelled excitedly, "I found out what's tearing up the turf."&lt;br /&gt;"You did?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, it's Sister __________, president of the University. She's been practicing her golf swing on the new turf with a nine iron."&lt;br /&gt;"Your kidding?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, I'm not kidding! Should I wack her?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-2083639212298029728?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/2083639212298029728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=2083639212298029728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2083639212298029728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2083639212298029728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2012/01/december-24-2011-schindler-sez-money.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-1711418152760024369</id><published>2012-01-12T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T16:19:57.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 17, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If every snowflake is different, why does all snow look alike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Santa lost his way tonight,&lt;br /&gt;It&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was an awful mess.&lt;br /&gt;For Rudolph's nose was nose was none too bright,&lt;br /&gt;And he lost his GPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rudolph, turn the voltage up,&lt;br /&gt;For my way I cannot make.&lt;br /&gt;I have to finish my rounds tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Or I'll miss my cookies and cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the only treat I get to have,&lt;br /&gt;On this eve of spreading cheer,&lt;br /&gt;Since the Mrs. said,&lt;br /&gt;"Don't drive that sled,&lt;br /&gt;If you've been drinking beer!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all you lovers of fine literature. God bless and beers to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-1711418152760024369?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/1711418152760024369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=1711418152760024369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/1711418152760024369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/1711418152760024369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2012/01/december-17-2011-schindler-sez-if-every.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-7355625781396444926</id><published>2011-12-14T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T14:26:50.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;December 10, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Change is good. It forces us to adapt and helps to eliminate boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frosty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If Frosty the Snowman doesn't melt your heart, it must be awfully cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Not-to-Obvious Obvious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I recently read an article in the newspaper where a witness saw a man shoot himself in a parking lot and he was later pronounced dead at a  local hospital. It went on to say that the coroner's office was to determine the cause of death. Gee, I wonder how long it'll take them to figure out the obvious. Maybe I should keep my nose out of it, or I'll be accused of shooting off my mouth. Then, there'll probably be another ongoing investigation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today, in the pew in front of me, there was a big heavy guy wearing jeans and a bomber jacket.&lt;br /&gt;When he bent over to pick something up in the pew in front of him, let me tell you, it wasn't a pretty sight. Could there be, I wonder, some leaky pipes in heaven? If so, I'm sure this guy could do a crackup job. No ifs ands or butts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-7355625781396444926?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/7355625781396444926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=7355625781396444926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/7355625781396444926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/7355625781396444926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-10-2011-schindler-sez-change.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-2660346296154973449</id><published>2011-12-14T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T14:28:09.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;December 3, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Don't swim against the tide or pee into the wind. In the first case, you won't get anywhere and in the second, you'll still be all wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wicked Bible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: normal;"&gt;In 1631, the so called "Wicked Bible," was printed. A competitor bribed one of the printer's, Robert Barker's workers, to leave the word "not" out of the Seventh Commandment. Thus it read, "Thou shalt commit adultery." King James I, ordered all copies seized and burned. Unfortunately, a few copies survived and I believe to this very day that that adulterous version still has many followers. But, it's "not" for me to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tzars (Czars)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Did you know that throughout the entire history of Russia, there were only 24 Tsars? Obama has 32. The Russians are probably wondering why in heaven's name does he need all those Czars. They caused us all kinds of misery and we only had one at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Devils&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The average NBA player makes somewhere around $5 million a year. If all you made was $5 million, wouldn't you also want to strike? Maybe we ought to organize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-2660346296154973449?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/2660346296154973449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=2660346296154973449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2660346296154973449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2660346296154973449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-3-2011-schindler-sez-dont-swim.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-2537165448127574088</id><published>2011-11-30T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T12:07:16.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;November 26, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I know a guy who is so full of it that if bull crap was music, he'd be a brass band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The day after Thanksgiving, one of the busiest shopping days of the year, is called Black Friday. Not because it's a miserable day, or has anything to do with bad luck or the occult. It is actually a very good day. On this frenzied day, shoppers spend so much money that if finally puts the retailers in the black, which means they are now profitable. And believe me, once they go black...they never want to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As I was leaving St. Peter's this past Sunday morning, I ran into my good friend, Tony Henry.&lt;br /&gt;"Jimmie," he yelled, to get my attention. "I read your book."&lt;br /&gt;"You did?" I asked, thinking, 'Oh boy here it comes.'&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, it's a classic."&lt;br /&gt;"A classic?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, when you die...you're going to be famous!"&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I wonder how long I'll have to wait to be famous?&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. I'm in no hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-2537165448127574088?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/2537165448127574088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=2537165448127574088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2537165448127574088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2537165448127574088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/11/schindler-sez-i-know-guy-who-is-so-full.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-2746321553999700954</id><published>2011-11-30T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T11:43:54.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;November 19, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You don't have to be a turkey to gobble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Feast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thanksgiving Day&lt;br /&gt;We count our blessing,&lt;br /&gt;Then stuff our faces,&lt;br /&gt;With turkey and dressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass me please,,&lt;br /&gt;The candied yams,&lt;br /&gt;The ruby red cranberries,&lt;br /&gt;and honey baked ham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the mashed potatoes,&lt;br /&gt;They'll fill my plate,&lt;br /&gt;Quick pass the gravy,&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate too much,&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, oh my,&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to burst, but,&lt;br /&gt;Please pass the pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-2746321553999700954?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/2746321553999700954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=2746321553999700954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2746321553999700954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2746321553999700954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-19-2011-schindler-sez-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-4568808310558441948</id><published>2011-11-15T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T06:24:01.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;November 12, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nobody likes to eat crow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Agree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, when I asked a friend of mine, "How are you?" he answered, "I'm good. I used to say I was pretty good, but now at my age, I know I'm not that that pretty, so I just say, "I'm good."&lt;br /&gt;"I don't want to be disagreeable,"I said, so I agree."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Undershirts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I bought some sleeveless undershirts like the men used to wear in the 1920s, '30s, and '40s, but I wasted my money. Why? Because I can't wear them. Every time I put one on, I have this irresistible urge to beat my wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I told you once before that whenever I see a driver in front or beside me doing something stupid, if I have a chance, I always glance over to see what stupid looks like. Usually they meet my expectations. I quit doing that. since it happened so often, I got tired of looking at stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-4568808310558441948?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/4568808310558441948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=4568808310558441948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4568808310558441948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4568808310558441948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-5-2011-schindler-sez-you-dont_15.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-4839837464610102549</id><published>2011-11-08T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T14:42:52.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;November 5, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You don't&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;have to be handsome or pretty to be a beautiful human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Almighty Dollar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People used to chase the almighty dollar so they could buy stuff. Now they chase it so they can keep the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;~Bruce Buck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Stan asked me for my phone number and when I hesitated, he said, "What's the matter, don't you know your own phone number?"&lt;br /&gt;I had to stop and think," I answered, "because I never call myself. Do you know why?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, why?"&lt;br /&gt;"Because if I answer when I call myself, people think I'm nuts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The only known photograph of Billy "The Kid," taken in 1879, recently sold for $2.3 million and I'm not kidding. That's more than he ever made robbing and killing. If there is a moral to this story, it has to be that the next time you feel like shooting off your mouth or anything else...shoot a picture instead. It pays better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-4839837464610102549?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/4839837464610102549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=4839837464610102549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4839837464610102549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4839837464610102549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-5-2011-schindler-sez-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-6511715388543245910</id><published>2011-11-08T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T14:25:07.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;October 29, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You can't buy class. Only the classless think you can.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Guts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate Halloween,&lt;br /&gt;Mary the Pumpkin said,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; They carved up my face,&lt;br /&gt;And lit up my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They took all my innards,&lt;br /&gt;And made pumpkin pie,&lt;br /&gt;I felt so empty,&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving's next,&lt;br /&gt;I heard them say.&lt;br /&gt;But without any innards,&lt;br /&gt;They threw me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here I lie&lt;br /&gt;In a garbage heap.&lt;br /&gt;My skin is all wrinkled,&lt;br /&gt;My shell has no meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a terrible shame,&lt;br /&gt;To end up this way.&lt;br /&gt;Why, if I had the guts,&lt;br /&gt;I'd run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-6511715388543245910?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/6511715388543245910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=6511715388543245910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/6511715388543245910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/6511715388543245910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/11/october-29-2011-schindler-sez-you-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-6741413787392122640</id><published>2011-10-27T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T11:22:11.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;October 22, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Every day...find a better way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Real Cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Seismologists have determined that the recent earthquake near Washington D.C. was not the result of a fault line or any natural phenomenon. It was caused by our founding fathers rolling over in their graves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barber School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today my son, Jimmie and I went to our barber, Skip. As I was in the barber's chair, they were talking about Cary Grant on the morning show.&lt;br /&gt;"Who's Cary Grant?" Jimmie wanted to know.&lt;br /&gt;"He was a famous movie star in the '30s, '40s, '50s and 60s." I answered.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah," Skip chimed in. "he was really a good-looking guy."&lt;br /&gt;"I never heard of him,"Jimmie said.&lt;br /&gt;"Must be a generation thing," I said, looking at Skip.&lt;br /&gt;"You can always get an education at my barbershop," Skip pointed out proudly.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah," I replied, "You learn all the falsehoods."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-6741413787392122640?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/6741413787392122640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=6741413787392122640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/6741413787392122640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/6741413787392122640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/10/october-22-2011-schindler-sez-every-day.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-405483157660859395</id><published>2011-10-27T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T11:24:07.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;October 15, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When many people say they don't remember, what they really mean is they never knew.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiocy Personified&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A friend of mine emailed me the following, which definitely helps to explain my theory that there are more village idiots in Washington than there are in the villages.&lt;br /&gt;In a bid to stem taxpayer losses for bad loans guaranteed by the federal housing agencies, Fanny Mae and Freddy Mac, Senator Bob Corker (R-Tennessee), proposed that borrowers be required to make a five percent down payment in order to qualify.&lt;br /&gt;His proposal was  was rejected 57-42 on a party line vote because as Senator Chris Dodd, (D-Conn), explained, "Passage of such a requirement would restrict home ownership to only those who can afford it."&lt;br /&gt;It could only happen in Washington, Hollywood, or Connecticut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's My Invitation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In the past race for city council at large here in Fort Wayne, one Democratic primary winner stated he liked to spend his time in his motel room, drinking and watching porn. Hmmm, I wonder if his supporters were hoping to be invited over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you don't stand for something, you'll stand for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-405483157660859395?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/405483157660859395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=405483157660859395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/405483157660859395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/405483157660859395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/10/october-15-2011-schindler-sez-when-many.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-2402851284721954019</id><published>2011-10-11T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T10:53:13.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;October 8, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"When you're employed, you're more employable."&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Invitation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Millie, Helen and Irene's friend, passed away. Shortly afterward, Helen's children were planning a surprise birthday party for her. Not realizing Millie had died, Helen's children sent her an invitation. Mary, Millie's daughter, read the invitation, called Irene and said, "Obviously, Helen's children don't know mom passed away, But Irene," Mary, being somewhat of a wit, went on, "If mom shows up, give me a call."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shrinkage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As we all know, we shrink with age. Tuesday night, Mike, who is considerably younger than I but still no spring chicken, was complaining to me and my wife Fry, when he said, "I'm getting shorter."&lt;br /&gt;"Heck, I've shrunk and inch and a half," I interjected.&lt;br /&gt;"Has Fry noticed?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your money in your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~Benjamin Franklin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-2402851284721954019?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/2402851284721954019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=2402851284721954019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2402851284721954019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2402851284721954019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/10/october-8-2011-schindler-sez-when-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-1993779753659025178</id><published>2011-10-04T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T14:58:02.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;October 1, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Never talk too much about too little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Earrings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My Friend Dan and I were having dinner at Bandido's, my favorite Mexican restaurant, when a college basketball player came in. After looking him over, Dan wondered, "How in the heck can a college freshman afford a thousand dollar pair of earrings?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, him," I said , motioning at the player with my head. "He plays for Ohio State!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Since the winner for excellence in journalism, literature, or music, is awarded the Pulitzer Prize, does the winner for excellence in organ playing win the Wurlitzer Prize?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Passing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you noticed that more people either pass away, or just plain pass than die? Others go home to the Lord, or to their eternal reward. I can only surmise, but I believe some also go to a very hot place. Of course that is never mentioned in the obituaries. Now please tell me, what is so terrible about saying John Smith died, because isn't that what he did? When I go, I hope my obituary tells it like it is and says, Jim Schindler died; as soon as the word got around, the celebration began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-1993779753659025178?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/1993779753659025178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=1993779753659025178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/1993779753659025178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/1993779753659025178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/10/october-1-2011-schindler-sez-never-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-1888349573795024959</id><published>2011-09-28T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T12:07:10.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;September 24, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"You can't solve a problem by throwing money at it! Wouldn't if be wonderful if our politicians and bureaucrats understood this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A lot of people don't know Jack. Do you know jack? If you don't, I'll give you a clue. His last name starts with an "S".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Incredible Shrinking Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Dan," I asked, "how tall are you?"&lt;br /&gt;"I used to be 5'-11'', but since my wife beat me down, I'm only 5'-9'' and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have a friend, Richard, who everyone calls Dick.&lt;br /&gt;"Doesn't that bother you?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"No. Why?"&lt;br /&gt;"You know the name Dick has a certain connotation."&lt;br /&gt;"There are a lot of people out there with names like Jim, John, Bob, Harry, Josh, or whatever, who are called Dicks and they're not even Richards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-1888349573795024959?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/1888349573795024959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=1888349573795024959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/1888349573795024959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/1888349573795024959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/09/september-24-2011-schindler-sez-you.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-567495629628310680</id><published>2011-09-28T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T11:51:58.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;September 17, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Self-praise is not praiseworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Right Side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are two sides to every marital spat; the right side and her side.&lt;br /&gt;Ladies, if it would make you happier, I'll reverse it. There are two sides to every marital spat; her side and the right side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying for a Beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was having a beer and relaxing with my 90 year-old friend, Jack, when he said, "I probably should quit drinking beer, but I enjoy it."&lt;br /&gt;"Hell, Jack," I said, "if you're going to die from old age or drinking beer, let me tell you, you'll have a heck of a lot more fun dying from drinking beer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Old friends can't be replaced, only remembered for more than they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;~Tom "K only" Hurst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-567495629628310680?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/567495629628310680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=567495629628310680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/567495629628310680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/567495629628310680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/09/remembered.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-2299224814860665885</id><published>2011-09-14T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T14:41:33.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;September 3 &amp;amp; 10, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't try to please everyone. It can't be done.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't You Hear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uncle Sam&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, can you hear me? You can't spend yourself out of debt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Bunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A stranger once asked me what I did for a living and I answered, "I'm an entremanure." Needless to say he thought that  was a bunch of crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Glutton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nathan's Famous Hot Dog Restaurant company is calling the contestants in their annul 4th of July Hot Dog Eating Contest, athletes. Five me a break! Athlete is spelled a-t-h-e-l-e-t-e not p-i-g. I'll probably catch a lot ot hell for saying that. Maybe I'm just a glutton for punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainty is the end of confusion&lt;br /&gt;der Fritz&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad Judge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When it comes to the judges on "America's Got Talent," I think Peirce (Morgan), is obviously the most competent. Sharon (Osbourne), is pretty and good, but Howie (Mandel), well he's Howie. I wouldn't say that he's that bad, but I do wonder howie got that job. But, come to think of it, he's not the only bad judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MVP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This years's Most Valuable Player (MVP), in the NBA's championship game, was Dallas Mavericks player from Germany, Dirk Nowitzki. Who would have ever thought a German would give the storied American basketball palyers a good whipping? I can remember when the Americans always beat the Germans, except in soccer, of course. Mein Gott in Himmel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Constitutional Right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Freedom of speech means we should always be able to speak the truth ... even if it's not politically correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-2299224814860665885?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/2299224814860665885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=2299224814860665885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2299224814860665885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2299224814860665885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/09/september-3-10-2011-pschindler-sez-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-2698133058995111738</id><published>2011-09-07T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T19:16:10.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;August 20, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moby Dick, &lt;/span&gt;it's a whale of a tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One's Enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Pat," Charlie yelled gruffly at his waitress, "get me some more coffee."&lt;br /&gt;"I don't like your tone of voice," she said. Then glancing at the guys sitting with him, while throwing her thumb backward over her shoulder toward Charlie, she said, "I've got one of those at home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ambulance Driver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Gary, do you see that guy sitting over there?" Joe asked, motioning with his head. "Do you know who he is?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I know him, but I can't remember his name."&lt;br /&gt;"You can't?"&lt;br /&gt;"No. I drive an ambulance. I get paid to forget names."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wake-up Call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I Vice President Biden was ever needed in an emergency ... who'd wake him up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-2698133058995111738?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/2698133058995111738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=2698133058995111738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2698133058995111738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2698133058995111738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/09/august-20-2011-schindler-sez-read-moby.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-5832956671053310816</id><published>2011-08-30T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T08:09:47.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 27, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home cooking is where many a man foolishly thinks his wife is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horned &amp;amp; Horny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What's the difference between a horned frog and a horny toad? Actually, a horny toad is not a toad at all, it's a horny lizard. That's why there are so many around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wise Words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;trouble with socialism is, sooner or later, you will run out of other people's money."&lt;br /&gt;~Margaret Thatcher, Prime Minister, The United Kingdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Profit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In business, profit is not a dirty word; it's the only word. Why? Because any business that doesn't make a profit...doesn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-5832956671053310816?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/5832956671053310816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=5832956671053310816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5832956671053310816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5832956671053310816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/08/august-27-2011-schindler-sez-home.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-5333257042081244427</id><published>2011-08-17T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T14:39:50.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;August 13, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you wait until the timing is perfect, you'll never accomplish anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Minnesota Governor Pawlenty is geting all kinds of flack for saying congresswomen and presidential candidate, Michele Bachmann, has "sex appeal." Since when does freedom of speech mean you can't tell the truth? After all she is kind of cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's better to be a buddy than a no buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;~Somebody&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wilbur was driving through a construction site when he was pulled over by a state trooper.&lt;br /&gt;"Do you know why I pulled you over? the officer asked.&lt;br /&gt;"No, why?""Didn't you see that sign , Men Working, 45mph? I clocked you at 55.&lt;br /&gt;"There were no men working back there," Wilbur argued.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes there were," the officer countered.&lt;br /&gt;"Take a look for yourself."&lt;br /&gt;Turning around, the officer spotted six or eight men standing on the berm, kidding and joking around and not one doing a lick of work.&lt;br /&gt;With a you got me look grin, he looked at Wilbur and said, "I guess you're right. Have a nice day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-5333257042081244427?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/5333257042081244427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=5333257042081244427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5333257042081244427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5333257042081244427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/08/august-13-2011-schindler-sez-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-5128699304991236882</id><published>2011-08-13T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T14:14:01.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;August 6, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Every time I say a bad word, I was my mouth out with a margarita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Assumption&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In your dad-to-day dealings, if you assume very few people have common sense, you will seldom be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Proud Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The entire Freistroffer family was at a gala celebration party for Tom "Tremendous" Freistroffer's primary win, in his run for city council at-large. Talking to his mother, his brother, John, said, "Oh mom, aren't you proud of your son?"&lt;br /&gt;"I sure am!"&lt;br /&gt;"And Tom too?" John added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-5128699304991236882?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/5128699304991236882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=5128699304991236882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5128699304991236882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5128699304991236882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/08/schindler-sez-every-time-i-say-bad-word.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-1918092569886188032</id><published>2011-08-13T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T14:03:09.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>July 30, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Never let your emotions override your judgment. A hot head doesn't do any cool thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If You Want to Avoid Criticism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Say nothing,&lt;br /&gt;Do nothing,&lt;br /&gt;Be Nothing.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Robert Gates; Secretary of Defense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"When I tell my husband a joke he never laughs," Holly was telling me, somewhat peeved. "But when he tells someene else the same joke, he laughs like crazy," she went on grimacing and slamming her fist into her hand.&lt;br /&gt;"Holly, if it would make you feel better, I'm laughing and you don't even have to bother telling me the joke!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She Doesn't Agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was explaining something to Irene, my 89-year-old mother-in-law, and when I finished she said, "You're right. You're always right."&lt;br /&gt;"I don't agree with that Irene and you daughter won't agree with it either.&lt;br /&gt;"She's not always right"&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I agree with that, but she won't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-1918092569886188032?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/1918092569886188032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=1918092569886188032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/1918092569886188032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/1918092569886188032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/08/july-30-2011-schindler-sez-never-let.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-5377945102003120656</id><published>2011-08-13T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T13:47:43.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>July 23, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The difference between a hotel and a motel is...a hotel can charge more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Guilt Trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Every December, my old friend, Mark, who happens to be Jewish, gives me a day planner, which I used to keep tract of my daily appointments. Late this past December, when he still hadn't given me one, I sent him the follow email.&lt;br /&gt;Mark, my second best friend in the entire world forgot me this year. I'm wounded!  Even though I'm among the uncircumcised, each year you send me a day planner for Hanukkah. This year the only thing I got was the Bronx cheer. Woe is me. Maybe you didn't know my brother-in-law was Jewish. Salaam.&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Your forgotten friend,&lt;br /&gt;Jim Schindler&lt;br /&gt;Mark answered my email with a quick, I've got one for you.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I thought, laying the old Jewish mother's guilt trip on him really worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wise Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wo throws dirt ... losses ground.&lt;br /&gt;~Chinese Proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-5377945102003120656?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/5377945102003120656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=5377945102003120656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5377945102003120656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5377945102003120656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/08/july-23-2011-schindler-sez-difference.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-6954669299255777982</id><published>2011-08-13T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T12:12:50.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>July 12, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The most beneficial force in the world is love.&lt;br /&gt;The most destructive is hate.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus' Underwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The second grade class at St. Monica's Catholic Grade School just made their first communion. For a treat, the parish priest, Father Jeff, supplied milk and cookies.&lt;br /&gt;On entering the classroom to congratulate the communicants, their teacher told Father Jeff the class would like to ask him a question.&lt;br /&gt;"Who wants to ask me a question?" the good priest asked.&lt;br /&gt;A young boy raised his hand.&lt;br /&gt;"What's your question?"&lt;br /&gt;"Why do they have a prayer about Jesus' underwear?"&lt;br /&gt;"They don't."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes they do."&lt;br /&gt;"What prayer are you talking about?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hail Mary full of grace the lord is with thee, blessed art thou amongst women and blessed is the fruit of the loom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wise Words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When the people fear their government there is tyranny;&lt;br /&gt;When the government fears the people, there is liberty.&lt;br /&gt;~Thomas Jefferson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-6954669299255777982?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/6954669299255777982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=6954669299255777982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/6954669299255777982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/6954669299255777982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/08/july-12-2011-schindler-sez-most.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-4312372124715454996</id><published>2011-08-13T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T11:48:49.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>July 2, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If all you have to look forward to is Friday, you're going to hate Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thimble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If one could gather all the common sense in the United States Congress, it might fill a thimble ... but I wouldn't bet on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Twins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ann wore a Purdue sweatshirt to her class together at the Green Grog Tavern. "Ann," Mike, a classmate yelled, to get her attention. "I'd like that sweat shirt a lot better if it had Notre Dame on it."&lt;br /&gt;"How abut this one, " Ann answered, as she lifted the front of the offending sweatshirt up, displaying a Chicago Cups logo on the shirt underneath.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh hell," Mike replied, "I was hoping to see the Twins!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Hell of a Tale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My friend, Bruce, publishes a periodical called "Seniors Rock." In one of the issues, he used the word hell and as a result, one of the seniors called and gave him "hell" for using the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-4312372124715454996?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/4312372124715454996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=4312372124715454996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4312372124715454996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4312372124715454996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/08/july-2-2011-schindler-sez-if-all-you.html' title=''/><author><name>jim schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17855290857134008648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-578304123095089071</id><published>2011-07-13T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T16:43:29.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;July 9, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Knowledge is priceless...Ignorance is free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The ash borer infestation in Fort Wayne has killed hundreds of ash trees. As a result, the city is in the process of cutting down all the remaining ones. I really don't know, but I hear it's boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Exceptions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Harold Camping, the California preacher who erroneously predicted the end of the world, not once, but twice, is obviously preaching the wrong message. Maybe he just wanted to scare the hell out of all the sinners, of which I hear there are quite a few! You and me exempted, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potholes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Hey, Adam, how ya doing?"&lt;br /&gt;"Pretty good. I've had more fun dodging potholes on my way to the doctors's office this morning than I've had since my first wife left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jury's Out of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Way back when, the stupidest person in town was called the "Village Idiot." I used to think that every village had one, but I was wrong. Now they're on our juries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-578304123095089071?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/578304123095089071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=578304123095089071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/578304123095089071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/578304123095089071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-9-2011-schindler-sez-knowledge-is.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-2884732345348773848</id><published>2011-07-06T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T14:36:51.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;July 2, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If all you have to look forward to is Friday, you're going to hate Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Thimble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If one could gather all the common sense in the United States Congress, it might fill a thimble...but don't count on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Twins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ann wore a Purdue sweatshirt to her class get-to-gather at the Green Frog Tavern. "Ann," Mike, a classmate yelled, to get her attention. "I'd like that sweatshirt a lot better if it had Notre Dame on it."&lt;br /&gt;"How about this one," Ann answered, as she lifted up the front of the offending sweatshirt up, displaying a Chicago Cubs logo on the shirt underneath.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh hell," Mike replied, "I was hoping to see the Twins!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Hell of a Tale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My Friend, Bruce, publishes a periodical called "Seniors Rock." In on of the issues, he used the word hell and as a result, one of the seniors called him and gave him "hell" for using the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-2884732345348773848?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/2884732345348773848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=2884732345348773848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2884732345348773848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2884732345348773848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-2-2011-schindler-sez-if-all-you.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-7844375695371026603</id><published>2011-07-03T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T19:46:14.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;June 25,2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What do tornadoes have against trailer parks?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quote to remember on July 4th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This nation will remain the land of the free only so long as it is the home of the brave.&lt;br /&gt;~Elmer Davis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prince Less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As Holly was watching Prince William and Kate Middleton's wedding, her husband, Steve, walked into the living room and said, "Why are you watching that stupid wedding?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh," Holly replied, "I just wanted to know what it was like to marry a prince."&lt;br /&gt;Steve had to hold himself back, otherwise he would have crowned her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appropriate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This Independence Day week, I can't think of anything more appropriate than these two stanzas from Lee Greenwood's "God Bless the USA."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm proud to be an American,&lt;br /&gt;Where at least I know I'm free.&lt;br /&gt;and I won't forget the men who died, Who gave that right to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I gladly stand up, next to you,&lt;br /&gt;And defend her still today,&lt;br /&gt;Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land,&lt;br /&gt;God bless the USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-7844375695371026603?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/7844375695371026603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=7844375695371026603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/7844375695371026603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/7844375695371026603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/07/june-252011-schindler-sez-what-do.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-6045763730853317835</id><published>2011-07-03T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T19:32:59.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;June 18, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A sure way to alienate your grown children is to stick your nose in their business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Real Whopper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I overheard one lady say to another, "I worked my derriere off for that company and they let me go."&lt;br /&gt;Looking at her I thought to myself, lady if you worked it off, it must have been a whopper, because there's still plenty left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bogeyman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If most golfers put as much time and effort into improving their circumstance as they do their handicap, they would never again have to worry about the financial bogeyman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not Hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nowadays, it seems to me that if you want to be cool, you must do four things. First, don't tuck your shirt in. Second, wear your pants down around your butt; third have a zillion tattoos and fourth, wear your hat sideways or backwards. Then, even though you might think you're cool...sure as hell won't be "Hot".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-6045763730853317835?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/6045763730853317835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=6045763730853317835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/6045763730853317835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/6045763730853317835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/07/june-18-2011-schindler-sez-sure-way-to.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-4508641448985151744</id><published>2011-06-14T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T15:10:25.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;June 11, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You don't have to own a donkey to kick ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;On June 19th&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't forget dad,&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't for him,&lt;br /&gt;You might have been bad.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When I asked the lay, who assisted my dentist today, what her name was, she said, "Amber."&lt;br /&gt;"Amber," I repeated, "when you go home ask your husband what his favorite color is. If he doesn't say Amber...slap him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Smart Phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Dad," my son Jimmie, asked, "Why don't you get a smart phone?"&lt;br /&gt;"Son," I replied, "I never buy anything that's smarter than me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-4508641448985151744?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/4508641448985151744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=4508641448985151744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4508641448985151744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4508641448985151744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/06/june-11-2011-schindler-sez-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-8565382733624802332</id><published>2011-06-14T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T15:01:26.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;June 4, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't retire until you expire.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(An ad as it appeared in a British newspaper)&lt;br /&gt;For sale: wedding dress ~ worn only once ~ by mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Steal Business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have a friend who is in the steel business. One day, when a stranger inquired what he did for a living, he answered,&lt;br /&gt;"I'm in the iron and steel business."&lt;br /&gt;"You are?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, my wife irons and I steal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undecided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night, at a Bishop Luers High School fund-raiser, I sat next to Father Widmann, my pastor at St. Peter's Catholic church. After a prolonged applause for one of the speakers, I leaned over and whispered this into the good priest's ear: "Father, I wanted to clap after one of your sermons, but I can't remember if it was because it was good or because it was over."&lt;br /&gt;The Devil made me do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-8565382733624802332?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/8565382733624802332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=8565382733624802332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8565382733624802332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8565382733624802332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/06/schindler-sez-dont-retire-until-you.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-3345294318281400328</id><published>2011-06-01T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T09:26:34.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;May 28, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He who relies on luck to get ahead will be done in for when his luck runs out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Ties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When my wife, Fry and I go out to dinner, a party, or for any other auspicious occasion, I very seldom wear a tie. I usually wear and open-neck shirt or a turtleneck with a sport coat. Recently, as we were getting ready to attend a wedding, the wife asked, "Aren't you going to wear a tie?"&lt;br /&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;"But everyone else will be wearing one," she insisted.&lt;br /&gt;"You're probably right," I responded, "but they'll all be jealous of tieless Jim."&lt;br /&gt;At the outdoor reception it was uncomfortably hot. When Fry spotted a group of guys, dressed appropriately for the occasion in their suits and ties, and sweating profusely, she told them about our tieless conversation and how I said all the guys would be jealous.&lt;br /&gt;They chuckled and began to unloosen their ties, but still didn't have the courage to take them off. One of them then said, "God, I wish I had the guts to do that."&lt;br /&gt;Moral: Sometimes it pays not to tie one on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-3345294318281400328?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/3345294318281400328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=3345294318281400328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/3345294318281400328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/3345294318281400328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/06/may-28-2011-schindler-sez-he-who-relies.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-8414202454895925264</id><published>2011-06-01T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T09:14:46.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;May 21, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Why cant' I remember what I forgot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No More Tricks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At our recent class of '52'  get-to-gather, the table was quite crowded and cramped. So, as Carl was trying to get up and squeeze out, his chair fell over backwards.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you going to do any more tricks?" Paul, who was sitting beside him, joked.&lt;br /&gt;"No," Carl replied. "The first one didn't go over too good!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sad Bigamist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was going to St. Ives,&lt;br /&gt;I met a man with seven wives.&lt;br /&gt;He looked as sad, as sad can be,&lt;br /&gt;While his wives droned on most endlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a single word, could he get in,&lt;br /&gt;And nary a spouse acknowledged him.&lt;br /&gt;He was more content when he had but one,&lt;br /&gt;But he was most content...when he had none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Haters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninety percent of all women haters...are women!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-8414202454895925264?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/8414202454895925264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=8414202454895925264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8414202454895925264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8414202454895925264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/06/schindler-sez-why-cant-i-remember-what.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-6035729620491232093</id><published>2011-05-25T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T19:20:50.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;May 21, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I remember what I forgot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No More Tricks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;At our recent class of '52' get-together, the table was quite crowded and cramped. So as Carl was trying to get up and squeeze out, his chair fell over backwards.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you going to do any more tricks?" Paul, who was sitting beside him, joked.&lt;br /&gt;"No," Carl replied. "The first one didn't go over too good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sad Bigamist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As I was going to St. Ives,&lt;br /&gt;I met a man with seven wives.&lt;br /&gt;He looked as sad as sad can be,&lt;br /&gt;While his wives droned on endlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a single word would he get in,&lt;br /&gt;And nary a spouse acknowledged him.&lt;br /&gt;He was more content when he had but one,&lt;br /&gt;But he was most content...when he had none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Haters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ninety percent of all women haters...are women.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-6035729620491232093?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/6035729620491232093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=6035729620491232093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/6035729620491232093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/6035729620491232093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-21-2011-schindler-sez-why-cant-i.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-8931634290592268060</id><published>2011-05-18T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T14:20:49.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;May 14, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Over time, truth triumphs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wiper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I walked into my favorite Mexican restaurant and sat down in the bar. "Kim," I yelled at the bartender, "throw me a towel. This table needs wiped off."&lt;br /&gt;"I'll get it." she replied from behind the bar.&lt;br /&gt;"Just throw me the towel. I'm a pretty good wiper and I can prove it.&lt;br /&gt;"You can?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, my briefs are spotless."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lousy Catch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In ancient Greece,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tossing an apple to a girl was a traditional way to propose marriage. If she caught it, it meant she accepted. But if she dropped it, did that mean he was a lousy catch or was she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Stick'n to it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Did you know the earth gets heavier every due to falling space dust? That's my excuse and I'm stick'n to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-8931634290592268060?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/8931634290592268060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=8931634290592268060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8931634290592268060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8931634290592268060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/05/schindler-sez-over-time-truth-triumphs.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-4002426484596668252</id><published>2011-05-18T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T14:06:31.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;May 7, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What was so damn great about the Great Depression?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wet Bike&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Three-year-old Tami was riding her tricycle when daddy came out to bring her in for lunch. On lifting her off of the tricycle, he noticed the seat was wet.&lt;br /&gt;"What happened?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at daddy with those big, innocent, green eyes, she answered, "Bike went potty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Drunken Masseuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If  a masseuse had a drinking problem, would she be a massouse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;On May the 8th&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You better see her,&lt;br /&gt;If it weren't for ma,&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't be here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nothing irritates me more than someone driving in the passing lane holding up traffic and never passing anyone. When this happens, I assume they're either stupid, inconsiderate, texting, or have their heads in a very dark place. Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-4002426484596668252?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/4002426484596668252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=4002426484596668252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4002426484596668252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4002426484596668252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-7-2011-schindler-sez-what-was-so_18.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-2391410509132178912</id><published>2011-05-03T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T11:14:17.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;April 30, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's not the size of one's head that counts ... it's what's in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Phew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to a service at a new church today and it didn't have the traditional-style benches. Instead, they had padded chairs. Could it be that the parishioners didn't want to sit in their own phew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyber and the Barbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As my barber, Skip, was clipping me, he began to discuss Cyber Monday.&lt;br /&gt;"Why do they call it Cyber Monday?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"It's the day you can find all kinds of good deals on the Internet."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, but what does the word cyber mean?"&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know,"he replied.&lt;br /&gt;"They have cyber space, cyber cafes, cyber speak, cyber sex,and who knows what else. But what does cyber mean?" I again asked.&lt;br /&gt;We then asked Mike, his partner and he didn't know. That's strange, I thought to myself. Most barbers think they're experts on things they know nothing about! And to hear, not one, but two say, "I don't know," obviously, as far as barbers are concerned, puts them on the cutting edge of truth.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, I looked it up. Cyber is anything involving computers or computer networks, (such as the internet). That's according to Dan "the Man," Webster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-2391410509132178912?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/2391410509132178912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=2391410509132178912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2391410509132178912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2391410509132178912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/05/april-30-2011-schindler-sez-its-not.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-5321668429082367270</id><published>2011-04-26T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T18:13:33.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Saturday, April 23, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If I learned from all my mistakes ... I'd be pretty damn smart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bread Man&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It always amazes me when I hear folks raving about how much money they saved by buying this or that on sale. Excuse me, but when people spend their hard-earned money, how in the world do they figure they saved it? Does it really matter if they bought the items on sale or paid full price? Isn't the result the same? Meaning, now they have less money than they had to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;If I had a  $100 and saved some more money, wouldn't I now have more than a hundred? Conversely, if I spend some of that money, no matter how good the deal, wouldn't I now have less? Logic would tell any rational person that spending money is not exactly the same as saving it. Hence, a sale is just a means for merchants to sell the gullible a bill of goods, while lightening their purses and convincing them that they actually saved money. If only I could get my wife to understand this, I'd save so much dough they'd call me the bread man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Usually, when I stop at a rest area ... I'm not tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-5321668429082367270?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/5321668429082367270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=5321668429082367270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5321668429082367270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5321668429082367270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/04/saturday-april-23-2011-schindler-sez-if.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-9010618597489535645</id><published>2011-04-20T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T14:00:34.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;April 16, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life is a little bit like the birth of a baby giraffe. If you don't stick your neck out, you're not going anywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;fter talking to Gina our waitress at the Athenian restaurant, who has sort of an olive-colored skin, I asked, "Gina, are you Italian?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, I'm three-quarters Indian."&lt;br /&gt;"Indian? Like American Indian?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah."&lt;br /&gt;"Do they still wear loin cloths?" I jokingly asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Sure, they have nothing to hide."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Are those who tweet on twitter ... twits?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie's "Sheen" II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charlie seems to have lost his sheen,&lt;br /&gt;He's acting strange and a little mean.&lt;br /&gt;But he doesn't care if he's the oddest,&lt;br /&gt;He's got his millions and a sexy Goddess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-9010618597489535645?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/9010618597489535645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=9010618597489535645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/9010618597489535645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/9010618597489535645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/04/april-16-2011-schindler-sez-life-is.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-2319776941881510844</id><published>2011-04-20T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T14:03:41.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;April 9, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;A wound from a cutting remark ... never heals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rough Sailing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(The names have been changed to protect my derriere)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since Matt and Lisa both work, they share the household duties. Yesterday, as Matt was finishing the laundry and was folding a pair of Lisa's panties, she walked into the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;"Look at these," Matt said, holding her panties up, "these suckers could sail a ship."&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, it has been rough sailing at Matt's house and the storm still hasn't passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iPads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Are iPads sanitary?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We should be careful about taking driving privileges away from the elderly. After all, do we want to lose our drive when we're old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words of Wisdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Be tough minded...but tender hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-2319776941881510844?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/2319776941881510844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=2319776941881510844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2319776941881510844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2319776941881510844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/04/april-9-2011-schindler-sez-wound-from.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-8433627472527769296</id><published>2011-04-14T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T05:40:33.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;April 9, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A wound from a cutting remark...never heals.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rough Sailing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(The names have been changed to protect my derriere)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since Matt and Lisa both work, they share the household duties. Yesterday, as Matt was finishing the laundry and was folding a pair of Lisa's panties, she walked into the kitchen. "Look at these," Matt said, holding her panties up. "these suckers could sail a ship."&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, it has been rough sailing at Matt's house for many a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iPads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Are iPads sanitary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We should be careful about taking driving privileges away from the elderly. After all, do we want to lose our drive when we're old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words of Wisdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be tough minded...but tender hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-8433627472527769296?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/8433627472527769296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=8433627472527769296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8433627472527769296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8433627472527769296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/04/schindler-sez-wound-from-cutting-remark.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-6205973971975464247</id><published>2011-04-07T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T15:26:15.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;April 2, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Even a fish wouldn't get caught if he kept his damn mouth shut!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Huge Celebration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If April Fool's Day was really for fools, one hell of a lot of people would be celebrating. Would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whenever I'm following a huge four-wheel-dive SUV, inevitably, as it approaches a railroad crossing, the driver slows down to a crawl while cars, big and little, buzz right over the tracks. Recently, during a snow storm, traffic ahead of me was going at a snail's pace. Every now and again I could see a car buzz around whoever was holding traffic up. When I finally got close enough to see who the culprit was, believe it or not, it was a four-wheel-drive SUV. This got me to wondering, what would those macho mothers do if they really had to drive on rough terrain. Why, they'd probably call their mommies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charlie's "Sheen"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie's sheen is not too bright,&lt;br /&gt;It lost its glow that booze filled night.&lt;br /&gt;But it put a smile upon his face&lt;br /&gt;That you just can't get most any place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-6205973971975464247?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/6205973971975464247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=6205973971975464247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/6205973971975464247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/6205973971975464247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/04/schindler-sez-even-fish-wouldnt-get.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-5297206809944553728</id><published>2011-04-07T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T15:05:38.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;March 26, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Money can't buy happiness and happiness can't money. But, wouldn't we all be happier if we had a little more money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arthuritis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As you age, and the doctor can't seem to figure out what's wrong with you...that old rascal Arthuritis always gets the blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light's On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This past week, we went to a wedding in Montgomery, Alabama, and stayed in a nice hotel. Our total bill for three days, not including meals, was $441.05.&lt;br /&gt;As we drove past a nearby Motel 6 on the way home, I noticed they had a sign that read, "Rooms, $39,99." That got me thinking, "Gee, if we stayed at the Motel 6, our bill with tax, would have been a little over forty-five bucks a night, for a grand total of $135. This meant that I would still have $286.05 in my pocket. Besides that, they would have left the light on for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you put a drain in upside down, will it drain up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-5297206809944553728?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/5297206809944553728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=5297206809944553728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5297206809944553728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5297206809944553728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/04/march-26-2011-schindler-sez-money-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-1190539233656619654</id><published>2011-03-27T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T14:34:39.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;March 19, 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;fruit of the vine...loosens the lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Duck Groaner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;While having lunch at Columbia Street Restaurant with my eight-eight-year-old mother-in-law, she mentioned they had duck burgers. "Duck burgers," I replied, "eating duck makes me laugh."&lt;br /&gt;"It does?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, it quacks me up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slinkies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Some people are a lot like Slinkies. If you plush them down the stairs, it'll bring a smile to your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me no questions, I'll tell you no lies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What's the dig deal about don't ask, don't tell? If you don't ask me, i won't tell. "But I know a lady who will tell, even if you don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As we were driving during rush hour, we came upon a construction site ad immediately got into a traffic jam. "This is a joke," my wife said, somewhat irritated.&lt;br /&gt;"If it's a joke," I replied, "Why ain't i laughing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-1190539233656619654?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/1190539233656619654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=1190539233656619654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/1190539233656619654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/1190539233656619654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/03/march-19-2001-schindler-sez-fruit-of.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-8945459762209025894</id><published>2011-03-15T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T14:38:42.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;March 12, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kind word is a joy forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In gratitude for the Army's help in forcing Hosni Mubarak out of office, the people of Egypt say, "Tanks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've seen a lot of shacks in my time, but none of them could play basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you can't wait to get up in the morning and go to work, you don't work. Because when you do what you truly love to do...it's not work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Like You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Phil, a scrawny, nerdy-looking, young lawyer, just graduated from law school. His first client was a huge man with a rap sheet as long as your arm. While he was studying his client's lengthy record, the lawbreaker asked, "How long have you been lawyering?"&lt;br /&gt;Phil glanced at him, hesitated for a moment to choose the right words and then answered, "Not as long as you've been breaking the law."&lt;br /&gt;"Booooy...I like you!" the accused replied with a big smile, much to Phil's relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-8945459762209025894?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/8945459762209025894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=8945459762209025894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8945459762209025894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8945459762209025894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/03/schindler-sez-kind-word-is-joy-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-8706458961797715406</id><published>2011-03-12T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T13:37:28.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Lost Marbles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Indiana House members who fled to an Illinois hotel to avoid doing the job they were elected to do, reminds me of the kid who didn't think he could win, if he played by the rules, so he took his marbles and went home.&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that the Indiana House members took off because they already lost theirs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-8706458961797715406?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/8706458961797715406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=8706458961797715406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8706458961797715406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8706458961797715406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/03/lost-marbles-indiana-house-members-who.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-673920106579894378</id><published>2011-03-10T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T06:28:51.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;March 5, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The difference between the shanty Irish and lace curtain Irish, is about $30,000 a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Irish Cheer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's give the Irish a cheer,&lt;br /&gt;For shamrocks, corn beef and green beer.&lt;br /&gt;And to St. Patty I say,&lt;br /&gt;Drive the snakes all away,&lt;br /&gt;But please, leave the good people here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O'Schindler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O'Connolly, McGuire and me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In a pub, having a jar, just we three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Are you Irish?" they asked,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As they passed me the flask,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I'm as Irish as O'Schindler can be!"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;An Old Irish Tale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Did you hear the one about the Irishman who walked past a pub? It could happen!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Ode to Saint Patrick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lets honor Patrick the Saint,&lt;br /&gt;In a way that we think is quaint.&lt;br /&gt;With Bandido's fajitas and green Margaritas,&lt;br /&gt;Cause Irish we certainty ain't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy St. Patrick's Day to O'Connolly, McGuire and Ye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-673920106579894378?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/673920106579894378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=673920106579894378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/673920106579894378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/673920106579894378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/03/march-5-2011-schindler-sez-difference.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-8592664254541680412</id><published>2011-03-10T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T06:00:39.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;February 26, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Strive to rise above average. For if you're average, you're just another face in the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat Me Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why are so many people upset about the increased security at out airports? If they had full body scanners and more intense pat downs in 2001, 9/11 would probably never have happened and 2996 people would still be living. Either we implement those stronger security measures, or we risk a repeat of the 9/11 incident. So what shall it be/ Body scans and pat-downs, or suicide bombers and blow ups? The choice is obvious!&lt;br /&gt;FYI: There were more people killed in the 9/11 attacks (2,996) than were killed in the attack on Pearl Harbor (2,350), which caused the United States to declare war on Japan (December 7, 1941).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "F" Word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In William's pre-kindergarten class, the letter for the week was "F". When the teacher asked William to give her a word that started with an "F", he said "Flatulate."&lt;br /&gt;"William," the teacher said, somewhat taken aback, "do you know what that word means?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, my grandpa Steve, said it's the scientific word for, "Toot."&lt;br /&gt;Aren't grandpas smart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-8592664254541680412?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/8592664254541680412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=8592664254541680412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8592664254541680412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8592664254541680412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/03/schindler-sez-strive-to-rise-above.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-5391595464313116066</id><published>2011-02-28T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T10:04:59.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: normal;"&gt;February 26, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Strive to rise above average. For if you're average, you're just another face in the crowd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat me down!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Why are so many people upset about the increased security at our airports? If they had full body scanners and more intense pat downs in 2001, 9/11 would probably never have happened and 2996 people would still be living. Either we implement those stronger security measures, or we risk a repeat of the 9/11 incident. So what shall it be? Body scans and pat downs, or suicide bombers ad blow ups? The choice is obvious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: normal;"&gt;FYI: There were more people killed in the 9/11 attacks (2996), than were killed in the attack on Pearl Harbor (2350), which caused the United States to declare war on Japan (December 7, 1941).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The "F" Word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;In William's pre-kindergarten class, the letter for the week was "F". When the teacher asked William to give her a word that started win an "F", he said "flatulate."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;"William," the teacher said, somewhat taken aback, "do you know what that word means?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;"Yeah, my grandpa Steve, said it's the scientific word for "Toot."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Aren't grandpas smart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-5391595464313116066?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/5391595464313116066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=5391595464313116066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5391595464313116066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5391595464313116066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/02/schindler-sez-strive-to-rise-above.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-2799865557712016135</id><published>2011-02-22T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T15:09:56.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;February 19, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When women's lib come in the door, chivalry flew out the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confused by the Facts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I asked a radical environmentalist, aka tree hugger, "If there really is global warming, how do you explain the extremely cold winter we're now having?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, that's part of the global warming process," she replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Now let me get this straight, you maintain extreme cold is part of global warming, right?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, that's right."&lt;br /&gt;"Gee, I'm soooo dumb. I thought  hot weather caused global warming and  cold weather caused global cooling. But I guess I'm confused by the facts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll Take Heads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;God gave us tow ends, one to sit on and the other to think with. Your success depends on which one you use the most. Heads you win, tails you lose.&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Cyber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I knew a lady who worked on a computer all day long and I must say, "She was a calculating wench." That's why I never sat be cyber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-2799865557712016135?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/2799865557712016135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=2799865557712016135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2799865557712016135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2799865557712016135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/02/schindler-sez-when-womens-lib-come-in.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-8965274685353217044</id><published>2011-02-16T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T18:40:17.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;February 12, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The more you love...the better you'll feel&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is Wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love is a wonderful thing, the more you give, the more you get. And no matter how much love you give, you'll never run out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Result&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Valentine's Day is for lovers,&lt;br /&gt;That's what the poets say,&lt;br /&gt;But the result of their love'n&lt;br /&gt;Is just nine months away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She could use it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When Brian walked into the house, his wife met him with, "You forgot today was Valentine's Day again, didn't you?"&lt;br /&gt;"No," Brian lied, "I was going to get you a box of candy, but I figured you were sweet enough."&lt;br /&gt;After her tirade, Brian thought, she's not really that sweet, I should have gotten that box of candy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Abe...wish you were here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-8965274685353217044?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/8965274685353217044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=8965274685353217044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8965274685353217044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8965274685353217044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/02/february-12-2011-schindler-sez-more-you.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-5968411486128181389</id><published>2011-02-08T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T11:03:38.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;February 5, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you surround yourself with dumb asses, sooner or later you'll fit right in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If our founding fathers didn't want prayers in the courthouse, the schoolhouse, or any other public place ... wouldn't they have banned them back then?&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I don't give a damn what anyone else says, to me it's still one nation, under God, with liberty and justice for all. And I'll pray any damn place I please. God bless America!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Opinions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Most opinions are worth about what you ay for them ... or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beautiful Snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like snow. Why? Because it's tough sledding without it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WikiLeaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyone who leaks as much as Wiki ... must have the peezles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-5968411486128181389?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/5968411486128181389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=5968411486128181389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5968411486128181389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5968411486128181389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/02/february-5-2011-schindler-sez-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-4395905717533719229</id><published>2011-01-31T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T19:25:11.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;January 29, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everyone has a photographic memory, but not too many people get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine a world with out men? No crime and lots of happy fat women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--Nicole Hollander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine a world without women? No nagging and lots of beer, sports and merriment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--Schindler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You Be The Judge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Have you noticed that the cheats, liars, murderers' and other lawbreakers are never sorry until they get caught" Which makes me wonder, are they really sorry, or are they just pretending to be, so they'll get a lighter sentence? Some of the sentences being handed out definitely show, that in a lot of cases, many judges can't tell the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spigot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now that I'm in my mid-70s and have finally reached middle age, sometimes, for no reason at all, my eyes will start watering and the tears pour down my cheeks. This really irritates me because I didn't turn the spigot on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-4395905717533719229?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/4395905717533719229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=4395905717533719229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4395905717533719229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4395905717533719229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/01/january-29-2011-schindler-sez-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-8593125571802535986</id><published>2011-01-24T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T14:14:53.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;January 22, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never try to please everybody...it can't be done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Laughing Dutchman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jon came to the United States from Holland 50 years ago, when he was only five years old. After talking with him for a while, Eric asked, "Do they still have windmills in Holland, or just windbags?"&lt;br /&gt;"A little bit of both," Jon answered, laughing."&lt;br /&gt;Jon's laughter told Eric his comment didn't get him in Dutch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old vs. New&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Far too many years ago, it used to be how good can we build it? Now it seems to be, how cheap can we build?If you don't believe me, just compare the old churches, government building, etc, to the new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Last shall be First&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Is it true that the sinners and holier-than-thous sit in front of the church, the faithful in the middle, and the quick escape artists in the back? All I know is the Bible says, "The first shall be last and the last shall be first." So, since I was the last one in, and since I believe in the Bible, I feel like I'm obligated to be the first one out. See ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Haters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninety percent of all women haters...are women!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-8593125571802535986?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/8593125571802535986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=8593125571802535986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8593125571802535986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8593125571802535986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/01/schindler-sez-never-try-to-please.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-2091737967199959730</id><published>2011-01-18T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T09:01:46.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;January 15, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were never naughty, you never had much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We See You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Never do brain surgery with your index finger while you're driving. We can still see you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Leftovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jim was attending a University of St. Francis' football game with his friends Tom and Margie. At halftime, he decided to go get something to eat. On returning to his seat, Jim started to wolf down his chili dogs, like a starving man at an all-you-can-eat buffet. As a result, chili sauce began to dribble all over his tie. (Don't you dare to think it was me; I don't wear a tie). Anyway, Margie noticed and said, "Jim, you're getting chili sauce all over you tie."&lt;br /&gt;"That's okay," Jim replied, "When I get home, I'll put it in the freezer and have it for lunch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp;amp; Alcohol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alcohol increases the desire, but ruins the performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;--Paraphrasing Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-2091737967199959730?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/2091737967199959730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=2091737967199959730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2091737967199959730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2091737967199959730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/01/january-15-2011-schindler-sez-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-5801187639867524712</id><published>2011-01-11T09:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T09:54:17.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 8, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl always seem prettier, when her daddy's rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho! Ho! Ho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would Santa be as jolly, if he was skinny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beer Salesman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Throughout the first half of the 1900s&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, beer salesmen would make their rounds of the taverns in their area, trying to convince the thier clients t0 drink their particular brand of beer. Usually, the salesmen would buy all the patrons in the bars they visited, a round of the beer they were pushing, hoping they might like it and start to drink that brand..&lt;br /&gt;It didn't take too long for the thirsty sots, excuse me, I mean customers, to figure out the salesman's modus operandi. For example, when the salesman would leave Decatur, Indiana's, Green Kettle, one of the customers would run out the back door and spread the word to his buddies, who were also exceedingly fond of anything brewed, that he was in town. Then it was just a matter of following him, like the rats followed the Pied Piper, from bar to bar, enjoying the complimentary nectar of the gods. After all, the local imbibers theorized, It wouldn't be polite to refuse such a gracious offer.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, the day the beer salesman showed up, was an auspicious occasion, and at least on that day, he was definitely the most popular guy in town. Bottoms up. Hic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-5801187639867524712?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/5801187639867524712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=5801187639867524712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5801187639867524712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5801187639867524712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/01/schindler-sez-girl-always-seem-prettier.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-1677539276942274180</id><published>2011-01-10T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T14:39:41.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;January 1, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you go looking for trouble...you'll usually find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You can break a glass, you can break a leg, and you can bust your butt, but what gets broken more than anything in the world? New Year's resolutions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Resolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a resolution on,&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Day to keep,&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I struggled,&lt;br /&gt;I broke it in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, give me the strength&lt;br /&gt;To keep, the promise that I made,&lt;br /&gt;To do not things I shouldn't do,&lt;br /&gt;And help me to behave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can resist most everything,&lt;br /&gt;I know that's good for me,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't resist temptation,&lt;br /&gt;Without the help of Thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Lord, please hold me in your hand,&lt;br /&gt;But squeeze me not too tight,&lt;br /&gt;And let me loose in a couple of hours,&lt;br /&gt;Cause tonight is Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-1677539276942274180?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/1677539276942274180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=1677539276942274180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/1677539276942274180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/1677539276942274180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/01/schindler-sez-if-you-go-looking-for.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-255660289696017523</id><published>2011-01-04T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T09:12:30.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;December 31, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short sermons make happy parishioners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Egg &amp;amp; Nog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rudolph had a red nose,&lt;br /&gt;The reindeer were agog.&lt;br /&gt;They thought it was a miracle,&lt;br /&gt;But he loved his egg and nog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason's Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Twenty-seven-year-old Jason called his father after he checked into a four-star hotel in Chicago. "Dad, they're having a Victoria Secret audition here and there must be a least a thousand girls in the hotel."&lt;br /&gt;"Are they cute?"&lt;br /&gt;"They're gorgeous. They have to be, to be  Victoria Secret models.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you going to ask one out?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, but I figure if I ask them all out, one of them is bound to say yes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas &amp;amp; Happy New Year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To all my readers and friends in Decatur and Adams County, you're the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-255660289696017523?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/255660289696017523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=255660289696017523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/255660289696017523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/255660289696017523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2011/01/schindler-sez-short-sermans-make-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-4581369463679705511</id><published>2010-12-28T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T09:47:55.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;December 18, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When incompetence gets in our way, it's the computer's fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats &amp;amp; Dogs &amp;amp; Santa Claus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If cats call their Santa, Santa Claws, what do dogs cal theirs...Santa Paws!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Mom's canary died," my wife, Fry, informed me. But I got her another one and you won't believe how much it cost."&lt;br /&gt;"How much?"&lt;br /&gt;"A hundred and ten dollars."&lt;br /&gt;"You're serious?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, a hundred and ten dollars."&lt;br /&gt;"That's a lot, considering people give me the bird for nothing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up his Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give him a Coleman for Christmas...it'll light up his night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-4581369463679705511?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/4581369463679705511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=4581369463679705511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4581369463679705511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4581369463679705511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/12/december-18-2010-schindler-sez-when.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-6528336368693387349</id><published>2010-12-14T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T07:47:30.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;December 11, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Retirement is the Grim Reaper's helper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Farve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He pulled a Favre.&lt;br /&gt;Translation: he changed his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Good Neighbor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mike phoned his neighbor. "Hey Tom, wanna have a scotch?"&lt;br /&gt;"Sure."&lt;br /&gt;"Do you have any?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah."&lt;br /&gt;"That's great...bring it over with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Bills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why does Santa get all the credit and all I get is the bills?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-6528336368693387349?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/6528336368693387349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=6528336368693387349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/6528336368693387349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/6528336368693387349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/12/schindler-sez-retirement-is-grim.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-6134862921358163103</id><published>2010-12-06T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T13:00:06.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;December 4, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one likes criticism...even if it's the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is the stench in the White House so bad that even Rahm had to get the hell out of there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking Stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whenever I see a driver doing something stupid, if I have an opportunity to pass him, I always glance over to see what stupid looks like and usually I'm not disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was sitting at the breakfast table and when my wife walked over, I intentionally looked into my empty coffee cup for a second or two. Somewhat aggravated , she said, "If you wanted some more coffee, why didn't you let me know?"&lt;br /&gt;"Well," I replied, "I thought if I snapped my fingers or whistled; you'd get mad!"&lt;br /&gt;If looks could kill, I'd be dead! Women...they have no sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do alligators call their Santa...Santa Jaws?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-6134862921358163103?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/6134862921358163103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=6134862921358163103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/6134862921358163103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/6134862921358163103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/12/december-4-2010-schindler-sez-no-one.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-7079755247078392444</id><published>2010-11-30T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T15:51:16.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;November 27, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is better than nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in the process of checking out at the grocery store the cashier asked, "Paper or plastic?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"It doesn't matter to me," the customer replied, "I'm bi-sacksual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Reverse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dan was having dinner with his buddy, John, and his wife, Sue, when the conversation turned to women."Women, "Dan said, "are trouble."&lt;br /&gt;"You better reverse that," Sue, snapped.&lt;br /&gt;"Okay,"Dan replied, "Trouble are women."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe she said this"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"We have to pass the bill (Obama Care), so you can find out what's in it."&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                               --Nancy Pelosi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-7079755247078392444?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/7079755247078392444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=7079755247078392444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/7079755247078392444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/7079755247078392444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/11/november-27-2010-schindler-sez.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-8500305642909509105</id><published>2010-11-30T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T15:49:32.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;November 20, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you take enough steps, you'll get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Smarts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm going in for hernia surgery Friday and frankly I'm a little concerned whenever anyone is cutting that close to my manhood. What if the scalpel slipped? Uhooo, I bet that smarts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Turkeys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No matter how many turkeys are consumed on Thanksgiving, there will always be plenty to go around. Why...I'll bet you even know a few!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cocky Wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A lady friend once told me, "My husband rules the roost, but I rule the rooster."&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm, I thought to myself, maybe that's why she's so cocky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-8500305642909509105?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/8500305642909509105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=8500305642909509105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8500305642909509105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8500305642909509105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/11/schindler-sez-if-you-take-enough-steps.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-5442607636974140340</id><published>2010-11-15T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T12:25:05.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;November 13, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We believe what we perceive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cable TV is becoming so expensive that in may cases it cost more than a car payment, which makes me ask, "Is it worth the watch?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Figure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Obama wants everyone to prove they're insured, but they don't have to prove they're citizens. Go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nameless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Carol, being a dutiful niece, went to see her Aunt Mildred, who was suffering from Alzheimer's and was now in a nursing home. "Do you know who I am?" she asked auntie upon entering her room.&lt;br /&gt;"If you don't know who you are, how do you expect me to know who you are? Hell, I don't even know who I am!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-5442607636974140340?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/5442607636974140340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=5442607636974140340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5442607636974140340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5442607636974140340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/11/schindler-sez-we-believe-what-we.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-983015551570353789</id><published>2010-11-14T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T11:14:30.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;November 6,2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You don't have to wear shoes to tie one on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Silent Prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lord keep Your arm around my shoulder and Your hand over my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The English Lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Indiana State Police Officer, Andy, pulled over a young lady whose license plate light was not working. When she rolled down her window, he detected a strong smell of marijuana. Upon searching her vehicle, he found an ample supply of the weed. The perpetrator's first name, according to her driver's license was Le-a, so Andy said, "Well Le-a, I'm afraid I'm going to have to take you downtown."&lt;br /&gt;"My name's not Le-a, it's Le-dash-a. The dash ain't silent, fool!"&lt;br /&gt;With a big grin, Andy thought to himself, it isn't every day I get a free English lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Doggie's Tale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your dog's fat...you're not getting enough exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-983015551570353789?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/983015551570353789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=983015551570353789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/983015551570353789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/983015551570353789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/11/november-62010-schindler-sez-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-8082210248139114203</id><published>2010-11-14T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T08:52:15.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;October 30, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a rare bird that does something for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never Never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Never let anyone put their hand into your pocket, unless you know how much they're going to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wiener!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As I was enjoying lunch at the Coney Island hot-dog stand, my waiter came over and asked how I liked my dogs.&lt;br /&gt;"They're wieners," I replied.&lt;br /&gt;He looked at me, shook his head as he walked  away and didn't even smile. I guess he didn't think it was that bun-ny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wise Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's alright to help those who can't...but not those who won't.&lt;br /&gt;Thomas K (only) Hurst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-8082210248139114203?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/8082210248139114203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=8082210248139114203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8082210248139114203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8082210248139114203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/11/schindler-sez-its-rare-bird-that-does.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-2449922984270065335</id><published>2010-10-25T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T12:23:45.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;October 23, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have it...don't spend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RPMs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My wife, Fry, asked me why there is a huge RPM gauge in most cars, which, if the truth were known, the majority of drivers have no idea what it means, or what it is for. I know it means revolutions per minute. But, how many revolutions should it be doing at any given time, is still a mystery to me and I'm sure to a lot of other folks.&lt;br /&gt;After discussing how many people really didn't know what it's for, Fry, to prove a point, called Irene, her 88-year-old mother, and asked if she knew what it meant. "Heavens, no," Irene answered, "I don't even turn the radio on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When did a caramel become a care-a-mel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Compromise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A compromise is an agreement where neither party gets what they wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                                                                         --Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-2449922984270065335?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/2449922984270065335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=2449922984270065335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2449922984270065335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2449922984270065335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/10/october-23-2010-schindler-sez-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-502165890141743397</id><published>2010-10-18T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T11:47:54.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;October 16, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sometimes it's better to bite your tongue than to tell the truth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Fool's Drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Gin is a fool's drink. "When I was young," Jim reminisced, "I thought it made me smart, strong, and a stud. But, in actuality, it made me weak, stupid, and a dud."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Path to Nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Be true to yourself and follow your own path. Whenever you abandon your faith and beliefs and blindly follow the herd that has no idea what it's doing or where it's going, it will definitely take you down the road of sorrow and regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Calling an illegal foreigner an "Undocumented Immigrant," is a little bit like calling a drug dealer an "Unlicensed Pharmacist."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-502165890141743397?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/502165890141743397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=502165890141743397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/502165890141743397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/502165890141743397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/10/october-16-2010-schindler-sez-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-5965891396713992919</id><published>2010-10-12T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T12:25:05.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;October 9, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not how long you talk, it's what you say that counts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better Quit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My friend, Ed, whom I haven't seen for two or three years, dropped in for a visit and after the usual greetings, I said, "Ed, you look great. How old are you now?&lt;br /&gt;"I'm eighty-four."&lt;br /&gt;"Eighty-four." I repeated, somewhat amazed at how young he looked.&lt;br /&gt;Then, noticing me glance at the cigarette between his fingers, he held up his hand, flicked the ash off the butt, took a big drag and said with a smirk, "Yeah, I guess I better quit, cause I sure as hell don't wanna die young."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Idiots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every village used to have one...now they're all in Congress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too Busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The problem with retirement is...you can never take a day off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;--Jerry Henry Sr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-5965891396713992919?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/5965891396713992919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=5965891396713992919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5965891396713992919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5965891396713992919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/10/schindler-sez-its-not-how-long-you-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-965281288779782437</id><published>2010-10-10T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T19:11:28.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sometimes when people say, "No problem," there is.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prince Poppycock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After watching, "America's Got Talent," and discussing Prince Poppycock's performance, my eighty-eight-year-old mother-in-law, Irene, said, "I couldn't tell if he was a boy or a girl."&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry," I replied, "I'm not sure he knows."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nose Knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My twenty-five-year-old daughter, Rachel, said, "Dad, you've sure got a big nose."&lt;br /&gt;"It wasn't quite this big when I was young" I replied. "You know your nose keeps growing as you age."&lt;br /&gt;"Dad," she answered, "I just looked at your wedding picture, and you had a big nose then."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wise Words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you think something small can't make a difference, try sleeping with a mosquito in the room.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                --Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-965281288779782437?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/965281288779782437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=965281288779782437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/965281288779782437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/965281288779782437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/10/schindler-sez-sometimes-wen-people-say.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-5629971683847412126</id><published>2010-09-27T11:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T11:18:28.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;September 25, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schindler Sez &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gloomy day dampens the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This past Sunday at St. Peter's, attendance was rather sparse when Mass began. A minute or two later, my son, Jimmie, and his wife, Katie, came in and sat next to me. Whispering into Jimmie's ear, I said, "I just prayed to God to send over some more sinners because there's plenty of room, and in you walked"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entitlement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The only thing anyone is entitled to...is what they work for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pherd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pherd, an elderly gentleman, was having a little difficulty walking. This Sunday he came to church using a cane.&lt;br /&gt;"Pherd," I asked, "Does that cane make you able?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-5629971683847412126?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/5629971683847412126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=5629971683847412126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5629971683847412126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5629971683847412126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/09/schindler-sez-gloomy-day-dampens-spirit.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-7035316161816234571</id><published>2010-09-20T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T13:20:22.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;September 18, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If courtesy is contagious...a lot of people still haven't caught it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry and the Manure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At least 50 years ago, someone told me the following story about President Harry (give em hell) Truman. I really don't know if it's true or not, but it's a damn good story. During a speech to a bunch of farmers, President Truman encouraged them to use plenty of manure to insure a good harvest. After using the term manure several times, the lady sitting next to his wife Bess, whispered in her ear. "Can't you get him to say fertilizer instead of manure?"&lt;br /&gt;"Goodness gracious," Bess replied, "If you only knew how long it took me to get him to say manure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fortunates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fortunate is the man who makes more money than his wife can spend. Extremely fortunate is the woman who marries such a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-7035316161816234571?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/7035316161816234571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=7035316161816234571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/7035316161816234571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/7035316161816234571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/09/schindler-sez-if-courtesy-is-contagious.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-3810691573928254233</id><published>2010-09-13T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T16:53:51.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;September 11, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Generally speaking, we don't hear the things we don't to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fuzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My old buddy, Joe Jauregui, and I went into the West End restaurant for lunch. When our waitress brought us our drinks, it looked like she was trying to pick something off the table.&lt;br /&gt;"What are you doing,?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I'm just trying to pick some fuzz off the table."&lt;br /&gt;"Good," I replied. "I hate fuzz...especially when it's in my navel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Wives Tale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I's practically impossible to snore with your mouth closed. Could that be the reason so many wives tell their husbands to keep their mouths shut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wise Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the race for quality there is no finish line.&lt;br /&gt;                                                          Greek Proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-3810691573928254233?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/3810691573928254233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=3810691573928254233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/3810691573928254233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/3810691573928254233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/09/schindler-sez-generally-speaking-we.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-3725409774621235669</id><published>2010-09-07T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T08:21:47.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;September 4, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Thank God for computers. For without them, who would we blame our screw-ups on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Close To&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whenever someone ask Lary for directions, he replies, "Don't give me the address. Just tell me what tavern or liquor store it's close to and I'll get you there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Investor's Creed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the stock market's up, he's a genius.&lt;br /&gt;When the market's down, his broker's an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-Ta's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is a T-shirt business called Save The Ta-Ta's. I assume the owners thought the name, Ta-Ta's, would be titillating enough to get everyone's attention...especially the men's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-3725409774621235669?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/3725409774621235669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=3725409774621235669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/3725409774621235669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/3725409774621235669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/09/september-4-2010-schindler-sez-thank.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-3615707000291547117</id><published>2010-08-30T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T13:13:37.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;August 28, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If a lot of folks could see their rear view, they wouldn't wear tight pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Signs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While driving over to our son's house, I asked my wife, Fry, "Why do stop signs have eight sides when I only have two?"&lt;br /&gt;Staring at me, with a you-can't-be-serious-look, she said, "That's about the stupidest thing you've ever said. It's like asking, why are railroad signs round, when your head's square?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, I thought, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe that's why my hat won't fit&lt;/span&gt;!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer &amp;amp; Happiness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Beer is proof that God loves and wants us to be happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                              Benjamin Franklin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is what it is, because it's not what it was. However, if it is what it was, it couldn't be what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-3615707000291547117?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/3615707000291547117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=3615707000291547117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/3615707000291547117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/3615707000291547117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/08/august-28-2010-schindler-sez-if-lot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-238446122495220635</id><published>2010-08-23T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T09:23:10.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;August 21, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The unexpected always happens when you don't expect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Ghost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I attended Catholic schools many many years ago, when I was a kid. Back then, our prayers always started with, "In the name of the Father and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost. Amen." A few years ago, the Holy Ghost was replaced by the Holy Spirit. I never could figure out why the church changed it. After all, don't you think the "Ghost" would scare the devil out of a lot more sinners than the "Spirit"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Two Concerns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Most Politicians have two main concerns. The first is to get elected, or re-elected, and the second is to enrich themselves at the taxpayers' expense. Why do you think they spend thousands, if not millions to get (re)elected?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Happy Organ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kidney must be the happiest organ in the body. After all, isn't it the only one that gets stoned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-238446122495220635?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/238446122495220635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=238446122495220635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/238446122495220635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/238446122495220635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/08/schindler-sez-unexpected-always-happens.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-916119860484386284</id><published>2010-08-18T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T13:56:25.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;August 14, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The problem with being average is...it's so common!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Unspoken Truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One should always be able to speak the truth. However, nowadays a lot of folks are reluctant to do so if the truth is not considered politically correct. Suppressing the truth in favor of political correctness has been instrumental in spawning many despotic, socialistic, and fascist societies. And we all know what happened to them. Finally, what is oft-times considered "politically correct," is not always "correct."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Wife's Duty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think every housewife believes it's her duty to teach her husband humility. And if at first they don't succeed, as the old saying goes, "They try, try again!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Lows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whenever one's hormones or testosterone affect one's thinking process...logic and common sink to new lows. Just ask me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-916119860484386284?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/916119860484386284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=916119860484386284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/916119860484386284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/916119860484386284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/08/august-14-2010-schindler-sez-when.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-8226096366843998937</id><published>2010-08-09T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T08:23:35.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;July 31, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It looks like the Tiger isn't out of the Woods yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fun Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wouldn't the "Tea Party have a lot more&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fun if they changed their name to the "Long Island Ice Tea Party?"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Why, even I'd join!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partnership&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I was in the seventh grade an old farmer who lived next door gave me this advice. I can still recall it, even though at the time I didn't understand what he meant and I wondered why he was telling it to me. He said, "Son, always remember partnership is a poor ship to sail!" How I wish I had listened to that old man, because it could have saved me a lot of rough sailing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine Months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I was around 65 years old, I gave my wife my best sexy look and boastfully announced, "Were going to have one more kid."&lt;br /&gt;Giving me her best you must be nuts look, she replied, "We are?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah...nine months from tonight!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-8226096366843998937?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/8226096366843998937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=8226096366843998937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8226096366843998937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8226096366843998937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/08/schindler-sez-it-looks-like-tiger-isnt.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-4555577541591672036</id><published>2010-08-09T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T08:09:30.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;August 7, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When people start to slow down as they approach a green light fearing it'll turn red, they're usually right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only in California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Did you ever listen to the clueless people Jay Leno questions on the sidewalks of California? Obviously, they couldn't find the bathroom if they had the floor plan. And those suckers vote! Oh, my God...that's how she got elected!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Generational Thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe it's just a generational thing (which usually means anyone over 50 is a clueless old fart), but whenever I get a new electronic device like a camera, TB, camcorder, or whatever, after studying the manual I'm still lucky if I can turn the damn thing on.&lt;br /&gt;I know these devices are a lot more complex than they used to be, which obviously makes them much harder to operate. However, I'd be willing to wager that a good number of the special features are never used.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure if these electronic gadgets were simplified, and have just an on/off button, one to record, view, reverse, and delete, they'd sell a lot more of them. Not only to older folks, but also to quite a few younger people who are like me, technically challenged. Thank God, I have kids that can show me how those damn things work. Otherwise, technically speaking of course, I'd be an ignoramus!&lt;br /&gt;Please...no comments from the peanut gallery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-4555577541591672036?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/4555577541591672036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=4555577541591672036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4555577541591672036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4555577541591672036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/08/schindler-sez-when-people-start-to-slow.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-7450333388919759234</id><published>2010-07-26T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T12:12:04.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 24, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're out of your league...don't play the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since we've eradicated almost all of the wolves, coyotes, foxes, and other predators, just think how many raccoons, possums, skunks, and who knows what else we'd have, if it weren't for the greatest predator of them all...the automobile. And that's flat out the truth. Squish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holly's Sideburns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Holly just got a new hairdo, and for some reason the beautician pulled two strands of hair down along the front of her ears. When I first saw her,I thought they resembled Elvis' sideburns. So naturally, being an insensitive slob, I said, "Why the sideburns?"&lt;br /&gt;That evening when she  went home, she asked her husband, Steve, "Do you know what Jimmie said to me today when he saw my new hairdo?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, what?" Steve answered. He said, "Why the sideburns?&lt;br /&gt;"Well, " Steve replied, "I was wondering when you're going to shave."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-7450333388919759234?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/7450333388919759234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=7450333388919759234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/7450333388919759234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/7450333388919759234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/07/schindler-sez-if-youre-out-of-your.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-1022409789878777699</id><published>2010-07-19T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T14:01:20.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 17, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; The smartest kid in the class is not necessarily the one with the best grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lary Knows Lary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Lary," his friend, Pizzie, asked, "have you ever been married?"&lt;br /&gt;"Nope," Lary answered, "I'm not that stable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Country Conception&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One Sunday, in a small rural, Indiana town, Jerry dropped into his son Dave's house for a visit. After jawing for awhile, they decided to go get some more beer. Somewhere outside of town, on a dusty, remote, country road, Jerry pulled over and just sat there.&lt;br /&gt;"Why did ya pull over her for, dad? Do you have to go?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, son, I just wanted you to see where you were conceived. But don't tell your mother I showed ya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Wise Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"A government big enough to give you everything you want is big enough to take away everything you have."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--Thomas Jefferson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-1022409789878777699?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/1022409789878777699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=1022409789878777699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/1022409789878777699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/1022409789878777699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/07/schindler-sez-smartest-kid-in-class-is_19.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-8989215955218819609</id><published>2010-07-14T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T14:25:07.991-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 10, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want rain? Wash your car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Addictions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thirty-year-old, Bill was telling his friend Dan, "I was addicted to alcohol and if it wasn't for Alcoholic Anonymous; I'd probably still be one."&lt;br /&gt;"I had an addiction once," Dan confessed.&lt;br /&gt;"You did?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I was addicted to sex...but my wife cured me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wise Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Swallowing angry words is much better than having to eat them later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...most bad government results from too much government.&lt;br /&gt;--Thomas Jefferson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-8989215955218819609?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/8989215955218819609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=8989215955218819609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8989215955218819609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8989215955218819609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/07/july-10-2010-schindler-sez-want-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-6025786955048348351</id><published>2010-07-14T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T14:08:56.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 3, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been to San Francisco and , thank God I didn't leave my heart there because I wouldn't want people to think I'm a heartless old...well you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Cannot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"You cannot help the poor by destroying the rich. You cannot strengthen the weak by weakening the strong. You cannot bring about prosperity by discouraging thrift. You cannot lift the wage earner up by pulling the wage payer down. You cannot further the brotherhood of man by inciting class hatred. You cannot build character and courage by taking away people's initiative and independence. You cannot help people permanently by doing for them, what they could and should do for themselves."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;--Abraham Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Calves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jimmie's mom said to her friend, Mary, "Look at his calves."&lt;br /&gt;"Wow," her friend exclaimed, "they're huge! They look just like yours. But, I have to admit, they look  a lot better on a guy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fourth&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's amazing how much a fifth will make the Fourth more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-6025786955048348351?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/6025786955048348351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=6025786955048348351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/6025786955048348351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/6025786955048348351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/07/july-3-2010-schindler-sez-ive-been-to.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-4535001359408076856</id><published>2010-07-01T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T14:47:37.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;June, 26, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You can't spend your way to prosperity!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buttercup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bill and Dave were remodeling Lisa's kitchen when she asked, "Bill, what's the name of your helper? I've never met him."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, we just call him Buttercup."&lt;br /&gt;Later, when Lisa wanted to ask Dave something, called out Buttercup several time to get his attention. Finally, he turned around, looked at her, then the dog, and started back to work.&lt;br /&gt;Lisa, a little red-faced from embarrassment, approached Bill with, "You don't really call him Buttercup, do you?"&lt;br /&gt;Despite that embarrassing episode, to this very day, whenever Lisa runs into Dave she, good naturedly of course, call him Buttercup. But, if she really knew him, she wouldn't call him that, because he doesn't smell that sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Black Sheep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know who the black sheep of your family is...it's you!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                  -Craig Huse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-4535001359408076856?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/4535001359408076856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=4535001359408076856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4535001359408076856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4535001359408076856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/07/schindler-sez-you-cant-spend-your-way.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-8992303544195957636</id><published>2010-07-01T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T14:31:21.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;June 19, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The smartest kid in the class is not necessarily the one with the best grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Rule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a rule a man's a fool.&lt;br /&gt;When it's hot he wants it cool.&lt;br /&gt;When it's cool he wants it hot,&lt;br /&gt;Always wanting what is not!&lt;br /&gt;                                                      -Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever notice that when you were a kid, you were told to sit up, and now that you've grown up, you're told to sit down?" Or don't you give a sit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lost Ping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm so dumb that years ago, when I played table tennis, I thought I was playing ping-pong. Oh well, as I aged, I guess I did lose a lot of ping in my pong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-8992303544195957636?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/8992303544195957636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=8992303544195957636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8992303544195957636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8992303544195957636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/07/schindler-sez-smartest-kid-in-class-is.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-4890519670517324259</id><published>2010-06-16T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T15:14:30.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;June 12, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you want to see your worst picture, look at your driver's license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My baptismal name is James Arthur Schindler. However, since I have written two books and am currently writing a couple of newspaper columns, my wife now calls me James Author. "But," she warned me, "don't let it go to your head, it's already fat enough!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Good Kisser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Even though his ratings sucked, NBC paid Conan O"Brien something like $32.5 million to leave, and Conan griped that NBC gave him the short end. I wish someone would mistreat me like that. If they did, instead of complaining, I'd kiss their derriere. And my wife says I'm a pretty good kisser, in case anyone wants to take me up on the offer and give me $32.5 million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Dark Condition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People who text while driving, are indubitably suffering from that rapidly growing condition called uppis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-4890519670517324259?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/4890519670517324259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=4890519670517324259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4890519670517324259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4890519670517324259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/06/schindler-sez-if-you-want-to-see-your.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-4607495946497345940</id><published>2010-06-09T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T13:31:12.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;June 5, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you don't try...nothing happens.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before, During, or After?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I was having breakfast with my old Decatur friends, Bob Cook, who will turn 90 this month; Sim Haines, who is 85; and Joe Jauregui, who is only 73, Sim mentioned that tonight a really good movie  "Broken Trail," was going to be on TV. "It's four hours long, he went on, looking at Bob. "So you'd better take a nap."&lt;br /&gt;"Before, during, or after?"Bob quipped with a twinkle in his eye and a mischievous grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A German Fry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My wife's maiden name is Freistroffer, and her first name is Fry. It really is! But, I want you all to know she's not a French Fry, she's a German Fry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"I made a mistake once."&lt;br /&gt;"You did?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I got married twice!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-4607495946497345940?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/4607495946497345940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=4607495946497345940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4607495946497345940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/4607495946497345940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/06/june-5-2010-schindler-sez-if-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-345954169513844509</id><published>2010-06-02T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T13:53:35.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;May 29, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always easy...when you know how!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thinker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A few years ago there was a popular slogan, "Think before you drink." So when a preacher ran into a young man who just stumbled out of a bar, he said, "Son, did you ever hear the slogan, "Think before you drink?"&lt;br /&gt;"I am thinking," the young man answered slurring his words.&lt;br /&gt;"You are?" questioned the preacher man.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I'm thinking about having one more...before I have another."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not Another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I must admit that I enjoy life, like to kid around and am kind of a funny guy. So today, when my office manager, Holly, told a corny joke, my son, Jimmie, looked at me and said, "Dad, she's turning into you."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh God," I replied, "I hope not. I couldn't stand another me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Uppis: what a person is suffering from when he goes around with his head uppis derriere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-345954169513844509?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/345954169513844509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=345954169513844509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/345954169513844509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/345954169513844509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/06/schindler-sez-its-always-easy.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-5945384196758848598</id><published>2010-05-24T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T13:56:10.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;May 22, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't care what they say or write about me, as long as they spell my name right. And it doesn't start with Shi, even though that might suit some people to a "t".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go, Uncle Milty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is an old saying that goes, "You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make him drink." Or, as Uncle Milty (Milton Berle) so wisely put it, "You can lead a man to Congress, but you can't make him think."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Principals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One day, shortly after my sister-in-law, Mary Keefer, was appointed principal of Bishop Luers High School, I called her to congratulate her on her new position. "Mary," I said, "Congratulations! I didn't know you had any, and now you are one!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm Here&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sometimes when I'm at a restaurant, the server will deliver the food, set it down, and say, "There you go."&lt;br /&gt;I then reply, "Where do I go? I thought I was here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.jamesaschindler.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-5945384196758848598?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/5945384196758848598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=5945384196758848598' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5945384196758848598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5945384196758848598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/05/schindler-sez-i-dont-care-what-they-say.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-2659385537626958173</id><published>2010-05-17T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T13:24:21.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;May 15, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;can't teach what you don't know!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lousy Excuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We've all heard the excuse, "I don't have time," which really means I don't want to do it. But isn't it strange how people can always find the time to do the things they want to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not So Fast Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;About 10 years ago, my 13-year-old, Rachel went in for back surgery. A few minutes before she was to be wheeled into the operating room, Dr. Buchholz came in to explain the procedure to us. He told us what he was going to do, and then said that the surgery usually took about three hours. He also explained that since Dr. La Salle was going to assist him, he felt that he would be finished in about an hour and a half. Rachel was listening intently, but when he said that, she raised her head off the cart, looked at the good doctor and said, "Dont rush it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Clean Ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If all the paperwork in the world was put on highly absorbent sheets, two ends could be served!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-2659385537626958173?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/2659385537626958173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=2659385537626958173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2659385537626958173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2659385537626958173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/05/schindler-sez-you-cant-teach-what-you.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-2723350013223898796</id><published>2010-05-10T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T08:24:39.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;May 8, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to own the tree...to enjoy the fruit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baustin and the Cop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In Lima, Ohio, there is an intersection which has a sign reading "no left turn," since turning left meant that you'd have to cross a five-lane highway. However, Angie looked both ways and, seeing no traffic, or cops, decided to save time and made a left turn. In a matter of seconds, she heard the wail of a siren and saw flashing lights in her rearview mirror.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as the patrolman approached her car, Baustin, her four and a half year-old-son, yelled, "Are we going to jail?"&lt;br /&gt;The trooper chuckled and said, "No, son, I just want to talk to your mother." On getting the information he needed, he returned to his squad car.&lt;br /&gt;A couple of minutes later, as the patrolman again approached the perpetrator's car, Baustin excitedly shouted out the window, "Are we going to be on "Cops"?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not Enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know a guy who wanted a job as a census taker, but he didn't have enough fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-2723350013223898796?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/2723350013223898796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=2723350013223898796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2723350013223898796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/2723350013223898796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-8-2010-schindler-sez-you-dont-have.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-7848198018641163535</id><published>2010-05-04T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T13:59:52.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;May 1, 010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I know an old grouch who is about as happy as he's never been.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life isn't always fair and sometimes bad things do happen to good people. But overall, more good things happen to the good than to the bad, and more bad things happen to the bad than to the good...and that's fair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Steps to Professional Excellence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be well groomed and dress appropriately.&lt;br /&gt;Act like a professional in your speech an mannerisms.&lt;br /&gt;Continuously learn as much as possible about your profession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"My goodness, Joe," Grandma said, "You sure are losing your hair."&lt;br /&gt;"Grass doesn't grow on a race track," Joe answered.&lt;br /&gt;"Right," Grandma replied, "and it doesn't grow on a cement block, either!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-7848198018641163535?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/7848198018641163535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=7848198018641163535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/7848198018641163535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/7848198018641163535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/05/schindler-sez-i-know-old-grouch-who-is.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-7459368022931983880</id><published>2010-05-04T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T14:02:06.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;April 24, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you don't believe there are a lot of idiots out there, you haven't been driving much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On TV, a few months ago, it showed the renowned, seventeen foot marble statue of the nude David by Michelangelo. One of the observers was a young boy about six years old. Upon viewing the statue, he said, "Gee dad, it looks like he just came out of the water!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Good Investment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; When Tom told Max, he lent Larry fifty bucks, Max said, "Are you nuts? He's borrowed money from everyone in town. You can kiss that fifty bucks goodbye."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh no," Tom responded. That's the best money I've ever spent!"&lt;br /&gt;"How do you figure?" Max wanted to know.&lt;br /&gt;"Because I'll never see that son-of-a-bitch again!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There Egos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man who is satisfied with himself doesn't need an ego.&lt;br /&gt;                                                         --Thomas (K only) Hurst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why do they put turn signals on cars when nobody uses them?&lt;br /&gt;--Joey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-7459368022931983880?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/7459368022931983880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=7459368022931983880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/7459368022931983880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/7459368022931983880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/05/schindler-sez-if-you-dont-believe-there.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-7310297771914124916</id><published>2010-04-19T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T09:56:02.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;April 17, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all have flaws. I'd tell you mine...but it would take too long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed Head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today's disheveled men's hairstyles seem to be all the fashion. However, when I grew up in the 1940s and '50s, we called those styles exactly what they seemed to be...bad cases of "bed head."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost Ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Did you ever notice that when the wife says, "Okay, honey, I'm ready, (meaning she's ready to leave), she's not? What she truly means is she'll be ready sometime in the near future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Chile Bowl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Five-year-old Nathan was listening to his mother tell her friend about Margie's forthcoming nuptials.&lt;br /&gt;"Where is she getting married?" her friend asked.&lt;br /&gt;"In Chile."&lt;br /&gt;"Chile?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Chile."&lt;br /&gt;"Wow," Nathan said in awe, "they really must have a big bowl!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't never did noth'n!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-7310297771914124916?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/7310297771914124916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=7310297771914124916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/7310297771914124916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/7310297771914124916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-17-2010-schindler-sez-we-all-have.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-8454040147818719332</id><published>2010-04-12T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T19:58:30.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;April 10, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you never had any bad times...you've never lived&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll Kill Ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rachel's dad was 50 years older than she was. Several times she told him that he better not die before she got married, because she wanted him to walk her down the aisle. One day, when the subject again came up, she blurted out, "Dad, you better not die before I get married...or I''ll  kill ya!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Hook or by Crook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because a politician got elected doesn't mean that he/she was the smartest or most qualified candidate. It just means that , either by hook or by crook, they got the most votes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tiger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a jungle out there...even for the "Tiger," and I ain't lion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry's Definition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viagra: a combination of Miracle Grow and Fix a Flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sneezles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When most people sneeze, they sneeze once or twice. Some folks sneeze tow or three times. Anyone who sneezes more than that obviously has the sneezles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-8454040147818719332?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/8454040147818719332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=8454040147818719332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8454040147818719332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/8454040147818719332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-10-2010-schindler-sez-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-5735462745242880272</id><published>2010-04-07T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T13:41:15.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;April 3, 2010&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth: a word foreign to most politicians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-5735462745242880272?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/5735462745242880272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=5735462745242880272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5735462745242880272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/5735462745242880272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-3-2010-schindler-sez-truth-word.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-75245238202155720</id><published>2010-04-07T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T13:42:15.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Nice Trooper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Indiana State Trooper Andy was taking a young man to jail for DUI. "You sure a nice guy," the intoxicant said.&lt;br /&gt;"What makes  you say that?" Andy asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Cause you didn't faser me."&lt;br /&gt;"You mean taser?"&lt;br /&gt;"No man, Faser, that's what we call it in the hood."&lt;br /&gt;"What's your name?" Andy asked.&lt;br /&gt;"James Bond."&lt;br /&gt;"James Bond; are you sure?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes sir, that's my name. Boy, you sure are nice. The last time I got arrested I didn't have my ID, and when I told the cop my name was James Bond, he hit me with his flashlight."&lt;br /&gt;"Well," Andy joked, "I guess he was lucky you didn't put his light out!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March Madness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March madness is driving me nuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-75245238202155720?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/75245238202155720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=75245238202155720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/75245238202155720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/75245238202155720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/04/nice-trooper-indiana-state-trooper-andy.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. Schindler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09889878593695745300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Umbz6bUheU/SRy3N2y-geI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fCRPY9Zuj5A/S220/jimmieschindler_founder_189pxhi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31279497.post-1513898143212646474</id><published>2010-03-30T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T07:47:46.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;March 27, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler Sez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of women will do almost anything...except clean the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I Go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A lady friend excitedly told me that she was going to New York City on a bus trip with a group of women this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you going to the opera?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;"To a Broadway play?"&lt;br /&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;"Sightseeing?" "&lt;br /&gt;"No, we're going shopping."&lt;br /&gt;"Shopping? You mean you're going all the way to New York to go shopping?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, you can get Coach Purses really cheap there."&lt;br /&gt;"What does the trip cost?"&lt;br /&gt;"It cost 350 bucks. That's for the bus and hotel."&lt;br /&gt;"Does that include meals?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, we have to buy them."&lt;br /&gt;"Let me get this straight," I said, somewhat puzzled. "You mean to tell me you're going to spend three days and 350 bucks plus, to save 30 bucks on a purse?" Sounds like a real deal to me. Can I go along?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31279497-1513898143212646474?l=jamesaschindler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/feeds/1513898143212646474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31279497&amp;postID=1513898143212646474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/1513898143212646474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31279497/posts/default/1513898143212646474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesaschindler.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-27-2010-schindler-sez-lot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>James A. 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