OLE & LENA ARE VACATIONING AT A RESORT ON LAKE OF THE WOODS.  OLE 
GOES INTO THE SAUNA WHERE TWO FOREIGN BUSINESSMEN WERE SITTING NAKED. 
SUDDENLY THERE WAS A BEEPING SOUND.  THE GERMAN PRESSED 
HIS FOREARM AND THE BEEP STOPPED. 

OLE LOOKED AT HIM QUESTIONINGLY.  "THAT WAS MY PAGER," HE SAID.  I 
HAVE A MICROCHIP UNDER THE SKIN OF MY ARM. 

A FEW MINUTES LATER A PHONE RANG.  THE JAPANESE FELLOW LIFTED HIS 
PALM TO HIS EAR.  WHEN HE FINISHED HE EXPLAINED, "THAT WAS MY MOBILE 
PHONE. 

I HAVE A MICROCHIP IN MY HAND." 

OLE FELT DECIDEDLY LOW TECH.  NOT TO BE OUT DONE, HE DECIDED HE HAD 
TO DO  SOMETHING JUST AS IMPRESSIVE.  HE STEPPED OUT OF THE SAUNA AND
WENT 
TO THE BATHROOM.  HE  RETURNED WITH A PIECE OF TOILET PAPER 
HANGING FROM HIS BEHIND.  THE OTHERS RAISED THEIR EYEBROWS 
AND STARED AT HIM. 

OLE FINALLY SAID, "VELL,  BY GOLLY, VILL YA LOOK AT DAT, 
I'M GETTING A FAX."


Have a great weekend!


Ray Shahan 
Life is not a journey to the grave with the 
intention of arriving safely in a pretty and 
well preserved body, but rather to skid in 
broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, 
and loudly proclaiming: 
-- WOW!!! What a Ride

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