Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even my spouse.

The dining room table with clutter was spread

With pedigree charts and with letters which said …

Too bad about the data for which you wrote

Sank in a storm on an ill fated boat.

Stacks of old copies of wills and the such

Were proof that my work had become much too much.

Our children were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of sugarplums danced in their heads.

And I at my table was ready to drop

From work on my album with photos to crop.

Christmas was here, and of such was my lot

That presents and goodies and toys I forgot.

Had I not been so busy with grandparents wills,

Id not have forgotten to shop for such thrills.

While others had bought gifts that would bring Christmas cheer;

Id spent time researching those birth dates and years.

While I was thus musing about my sad plight,

A strange noise on the lawn gave me such a great fright.

Away to the window I flew in a flash,

Tore open the drapes and I yanked up the sash.

When what to my wondering eyes should appear?

But an overstuffed sleigh and eight small reindeer.

Up to the housetop the reindeer they flew,

With a sleigh full of toys, and old Santa Claus too.

And then in a twinkle, I heard on the roof

The prancing and pawing of thirty-two hoofs.

The TV antenna was no match for their horns,

And look at our roof with hoof-prints adorned.

As I drew in my head, and bumped it on the sash,

Down the cold chimney fell Santa – KER-RASH!

Dear Santa had come from the roof in a wreck,

And tracked soot on the carpet, (I could wring his short neck!)

Spotting my face, good old Santa could see

I had no Christmas spirit, youd have to agree.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work

And filled all the stockings, (I felt like a jerk).

Here was Santa, whod brought us such gladness and joy;

When Id been too busy for even one toy.

He spied my research on the table all spread

A genealogist! He cried! (My face was all red!)

Tonight Ive met many like you, Santa grinned.

As he pulled from his sack a large book he had penned.

I gazed with amazement – the cover it read

Genealogy Lines for Which You Have Plead.

I know what its like as a genealogy bug,

He said as he gave me a great Santa Hug.

While the elves make the sleighful of toys I now carry,

I do some research in the North Pole Library!

A special treat I am thus able to bring,

To genealogy folks who cant find a thing.

Now off you go to your bed for a rest,

Ill clean up the house from this genealogy mess.

As I climbed up the stairs full of gladness and glee,

I looked back at Santa whod brought much to me.

While settling in bed, I heard Santas clear whistle,

To his team which then rose like the down of a thistle

And I heard him exclaim as he flew out of sight,

Family History is Fun! Merry Christmas! Goodnight!

[author unknown]

How to tell when you are spending too much time with your computer:

You start introducing yourself as lord at pacbell dot net

Your wife drapes a wig over your monitor to remind you of what she looks like

You check your mail. It says no new messages. So you check it again

Your phone bill is delivered in a box

You name your children Eudora, Mozilla, and Dotcom

All of your friends have an @ in their names

You tell the cab driver you live at http://

123.elm.street/house/bluetrim.html

You tell the kids they cant use the computer because Daddys got work to do and you dont have a job.

You get a tattoo that says This body best viewed with Netscape

3.01

You never have to deal with the busy signals because you never log off

You ask a plumber how much it would cost to replace the chair in front of your computer with a toilet

You start tilting your head sideways whenever you smile 🙂

Your spouse says communication is important in a marriage, so you buy another computer and install another phone line so that the two of you can chat

As your car crashes through the guardrail on a mountain road, your first instinct is to search for the back button

Your computer goes down, you havent logged in for two hours. You start to tremble. You pick up the phone and dial your Internet access number. You try to mimic computer noise in order to connect.

Two gang members were hired to rub out an uncooperative union official. The pair checked his habits and learned that every evening before he dressed for the evening, he went to the neighborhood barber shop and took a shave. This occurred at exactly 6 Oclock every evening. Accordingly, the hoods decided to knock him off just before he took his shave.

The fateful night came. The pair strategically seated themselves in front of the barber shop at five-thirty and took up their vigil. At six, they put their hands on their pistols and watched the door watched the door anxiously. But the union boss didnt come.

Hell be here any minute. Be ready, said the experienced killer.

The thugs were beginning to worry, Do you think hell show? whispered the now nervous killer.

To which his anxious youthful associate answered, Gee, I hope nothing happened to him.

Now that Bill Gates is moving into his new house the following is a conversation heard last week.

Bill: There are a few issues we need to discuss.

Contractor: Ah, you have our basic support option. Calls are free for the first 90 days and $75 a call thereafter. Okay?

Bill: Uh, yeah… the first issue is the living room. We think its a little smaller than we anticipated.

Contractor: Yeah. Some compromises were made to have it out by the release date.

Bill: We wont be able to fit all our furniture in there.

Contractor: Well, you have two options. You can purchase a new, larger living room; or you can use a Stacker.

Bill: Stacker?

Contractor: Yeah, it allows you to fit twice as much furniture into the room. By stacking it, of course, you put the entertainment center on the couch… the chairs on the table… etc. You leave an empty spot, so when you want to use some furniture you can unstack what you need and then put it back when youre done.

Bill: Uh… I dunno… issue two. The second issue is the light fixtures. The bulbs we brought with us from our old home wont fit. The threads run the wrong way.

Contractor: Oh! Thats easy. Those bulbs arent plug and play. Youll have to upgrade to the new bulbs.

Bill: And the electrical outlets? The holes are round, not rectangular. How do I fix that?

Contractor: Just uninstall and reinstall the electrical system.

Bill: Youre kidding!?

Contractor: Nope. Its the only way.

Bill: <sigh> Well… I have one last problem. Sometimes, when I have guests over, someone will flush the toilet and it wont stop. The water pressure drops so low that the showers dont work.

Contractor: Thats a resource leakage problem. One fixture is failing to terminate and is hogging the resources preventing access from other fixtures.

Bill: And how do I fix that?

Contractor: Well, after each flush, you all need to exit the house, turn off the water at the street, turn it back on, reenter the house and then you can get back to work.

Bill: Thats the last straw. What kind of product are you selling me?

Contractor: Hey, if you dont like it nobody made you buy it.

Bill: And when will this be fixed?

Contractor: Oh, in your next house — which will be ready to release sometime near the end of next year. Actually it was due out this year, but weve had some delays…

A: (Screaming) I said: Im drunk!

One night right before exams two men decide to drive to the next state over to party with on of the mens cousins.
So they go, have a great time, and get horribly drunk. Unfortanutely they get so drunk they dont wake up the next day.
They immediately got on the road and were only three hours late. They go into their classroom and tell the teacher that they had gone to the next state over to study and had started home immediately. They told her that one of their tires had gone flat and that was why they were late.
The teacher smiled, said that was okay and put them in seperate rooms for the test.
The test had only two questions.
1.(25%)What is the latitude and longitude of Peru?
2.(75%)Which tire?

Cats have never forgotten this.

Two men, Robert and James, applied for an engineering position. Both applicants having the same qualifications were asked to take a test by the department manager. Upon completion of the exam both men only missed one of the questions. The manager went to Robert and said, Thank you for your interest, but weve decided to give James the job. Robert replied, Why? We both correctly answered nine questions. I believe I should get this job, especially since Ive grown up in this town and James just moved here. The manager said, We made our decision not on the correct answers, but on the question you missed. How could one incorrect answer be better than the other?, asked Robert. Simple, said the manager. James put down on question #5, I dont know, and you put down, Neither do I.

A very elderly couple is having an elegant dinner to celebrate their 75th wedding anniversary. The old man leans forward and says softly to his wife, Dear, there is something that I must ask you. It has always bothered me that our tenth child never quite looked like the rest of our children. Now I want to assure you that these 75 years have been the most wonderful experience I could have ever hoped for, and your answer cannot take that all that away. But, I must know, did he have a different father?

The wife drops her head, unable to look her husband in the eye, she paused for a moment and then confesses. Yes. Yes he did.

The old man is very shaken, the reality of what his wife was admitting hit him harder than he had expected. With a tear in his eye he asks, Who? Who was he? Who was the father?

Again the old woman drops her head, saying nothing at first as she tried to muster the courage to tell the truth to her husband. Then, finally, she says, You.

A Lutheran pastor, a Catholic priest and a Rabbi were duck hunting from a boat not far from the lake shore. After setting out decoys the trio readied themselves for the ducks in the rosy pre-dawn light. It was then that the pastor realized he had forgotten his shotgun shells and had to make a trip back to the truck; so he got out of the boat, walked across the water, and in the same matter, came back to the boat with his shells.
They shot (at) ducks for the next two hours, drank coffee out of the thermos and ate sandwiches. The priest then had to make a trip to shore for a bathroom break. He got out of the boat, walked across the water in the same manner, came back to the boat.
Still later, the rabbi needed to go ashore. He got out of the boat and immediately sank. The pastor looked at the priest and said, Do you think we should have told him where the rocks are?