Today is my dad’s birthday; and if you ask him how old he is, he’ll simply tell you that he’s a day younger than he will be tomorrow.  So, let me clarify that for you a bit.  He’s 24,837 days old.  Or is he 596,088 hours old?  Hang on.  I’m getting a bead on it… he’s 35,765,280 minutes old.  Somehow 68 years sounds better.

Happy birthday Dad! 

A pretty good birthday joke…

Old Guys’ Noggins
 
Three old guys are sitting in a diner, chatting about various things. One guy says, “You know, I’m getting really forgetful. This morning, I was standing at the top of the stairs, and I couldn’t remember whether I had just come up or was about to go down.”

The second guy says, “You think that’s bad? The other day, I was sitting on the edge of my bed and I couldn’t remember whether I was going to sleep or had just woken up!

The third guy smiles smugly, “Well, my memory is just as good as it’s always been, knock on wood,” he says as he raps on the table. Then with a startled look on his face, he asks, “Who’s there?”