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Oh, by the way, thanks for the update House..

Here we go again.. sure would be a nice mission statement if it was coming from almost anybody else. And of course it HAS to be "prevailing". Trouble is, da word sure is not prevailing there anymore, probably never has, at least among some of the higer ups. What application does Mr. D have in mind? More shuffling of papers, more mind numbing "activities" for supposed God's people. More classes. A more godly application would involve seeking forgiveness from those that have been hurt, but I am not holding my breath. And, what kind of biblical understanding is it that they seek? "We still let our people read their bibles, when they are not busy going to "twig", planning for our wonderful events, and in general not kissing our rear ends, and for damn sure as long as it does not disagree with what we teach". That would at least be a little more honest. Poor ole harve wants to build "fruit" in his life. Probably hasn't seen "fruit" for over a decade. No fruit? Replace it with activity, mind numbing activity.

Heh heh.. but I think even that is over-rating him..

I thought nuns were tough already, but whew!

Can't win sometimes I suppose.. you know, ole Phil was one of the big reasons they lifted prohibition. Threatened to bring sixty more weeks of winter unless he got a drink.

The local pizza place here is a one of a kind. Best pizza I have had anywhere. Sauce on it is fantastic. Only thing, I used to see empty cans of banana puree behind the place- may have been the secret ingredient in the sauce? Who knows..

Spring is on the way, ha! Not for me, at least until the groudhog weighs in.

Hey, must have been a real mix up at the hospital. Poor ma, first one comes out, "Doc, are you sure we can't do any better?"

I am a descendant of Daniel Boone. I used to tell my kids I "kilt a bar" with my trusty pen knife when I was only two.

Paw may need a new category for this one: "Just plain weird".

I think that's it. Have to let it "breath" heh heh.. but the fresh stuff can kill even weeds.

There was another circus, forget the name. They found a novel way to get rid of the stuff- sell it for fertilizer. The poor people that bought the stuff found it was the quickest route to the death of a garden..

Holy cow! There may be hope for Rosie after all.

Well, not too much of that yet. Only a couple of gray rascals in my beard.. but eyebrow hairs- seems a couple of them go kind of wild by themselves. I think they sneak out when I am not paying attention..

And growing less of it where I want it. Whoever says that you stop growing hair doesn't know what they're talking about.

I have found as I grow older, I am growing hair in places that I would rather not say..

I'm impressed! Nice to see at least one other individual knows the "secret handshake" around here!

Dah, di di di dit, dit di dah dah, di dah, dah di dah dah di di dit, di di dah, dah di dah dit, dah di dah, di di dit.

And Steve, I really like contesting when I can do it. Those guys move around close to 40 WPM, almost fast enough to melt your brain.. but I learned to be able to pick out call signs and exchanges at those speeds. Kinda tough to distinguish between an "S" and an "H" that fast though..

Actually Belle, it was not a real big threat. She had a way of "convincing" sometimes, heh heh.. you know, refuse da food and you breaks her heart.. I think she saw my reaction to the meal. Liver never came up again.

"have to have an open mind"

Hey Steve.. you know, if you ever want to come back, you never would have to take a morse test again.

Yep. I passed the 20WPM exam, when it was required back then. I do have a current license. Going back to school kind of curtailed a lot of the activities, so I put a station in the vehicle. Last couple of days though, particle storm.. bands sure awful.

1. I drilled a hole in the top of an almost new car. The radio antenna would not work on the car until I bolted a ground strap to the roof with said hole. I almost cried.. but it was either a mangled car, or a radio that did not work. Not too tough of a choice..

4. I sling the fastest soldering iron this side of the Pecos, but am returning to my first real interest, chemistry. 3. Sometimes I cry at weddings- feel sorry for the poor "suckers", heh heh. 2. I like to feed squirrels. They get about half a pound of walnuts a day around here (shelled).