Yes, we know, It's been a while since we've put out an edition of our little Newsblog. After performing in "The Diary of Anne Frank" seven times, there was a kind of burnout factor. Jerry Hinkle was glad to get back to reality, and work. He had a shift at Pizza Hut shortly after the closing matinee. He also had a bit of homework to catch up on.

Several of Jerry's friends, relatives, professors and classmates saw the play. It is pretty much universal that "Anne Frank" was the most moving drama that DWU has ever been involved in. Some have told Jerry that he stole the show, but he bristles at the thought. There can be no doubt that each member of the cast contributed something special to the production, except for the #!&^ cat, of course.

So what's next for Jerry? He has three more weeks at DWU, summer school if he ever gets registered, and an offer to audition for the part of the Governor in "The Best Little @^($#house in Texas". As you can tell, our Publisher has trouble with the title. He's also nervous about telling his Grandma, Dr. Blumer, Professor Miller, the Vetters, and the people at both of his churches.

There, but for the grace of God, go I" Take a moment to do this please. A favor to ask, it only takes a minute.... The Breast Cancer site is having trouble getting enough people to click on their site daily to meet their quota of donating at least one free mammogram a day to an underprivileged woman. It takes less than a minute to go to their site and click on 'donating a mammogram' for free (pink window in the middle).
This doesn't cost you a thing. Their corporate sponsors /advertisers use the number of daily visits to donate mammogram in exchange for advertising. Here's the web site! Pass it along to people you know:
http://www.thebreastcancersite.com/

Our Publisher has checked the site out, and everything looks like it's on the level. The site was brought to his attention by his aunt, Roxie Goehring, who recently lost her mother, Dee Myers, to Breast Cancer. All of us here at the Holabird Advocate recommend that everyone who has or has had a mother should click at least once.

There comes a time in the lives of most men when you realize you've treated your cars better than you've treated your own body. You've even treated rental cars better than your own body. But it's not a rental car.
You can't ditch it in the woods and then report it stolen. Are you one of these guys? Is it possible that you haven't kept yourself in showroom condition? There's an easy way to find out. Stand in front of the bathroom mirror. Don't actually look directly into the mirror; you're not ready for that shock yet. What you do is open up your medicine cabinet and look inside. Remember how when you were young, there'd be some toothpaste and maybe some mouthwash in it? What's in there now?
Antihistamines, anti-inflammatories, antidiarrheals, antidepressants (in case the antidiarrheals don't work). Your medicine cabinet used to be practically empty, now you've had to build on. Anti-fungals, unguents, ointments, poultices, patches, plasters, salves -- all these bottles and tubes spill out onto your sink counter, the top of the toilet tank, every horizontal surface in your bathroom. Decongestants, muscle rubs, eye drops, wart remover, hair restorer, nasal sprays, denture cleaner, antacids. If this sounds like your bathroom, it's time to take stock of your health. And time to buy stock in a drug company.