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On the other hand.. perhaps he happened to be an utter (slavishly obedient) moron who was *lucky* enough to be crowned by slick vic.. I can't think of any other place in the known world where he'd get a following like that on his own.. he IS moving items, not unlike rocks now, isn't he?

who knows.. maybe they couldn't "afford" modern contrivances and such.. when one has free labor to move rocks, why *waste* a couple of hundred bucks one could otherwise spend on an "excursion" to Cincinatti, or God knows where..

Yeah.. I remember some little vignette with the loyster and those in charge of "gawd's landscaping".. what and where was is.. but the *lesson* was "attention to detail".. like, "we don't want this place to look like hick city.. get somebody to move them rocks, mow and put them back.." I thought at the time.. "haven't you ever heard of a weed whacker? Why do you need a CREW to move a number of multi-hundred pound rocks for?" what a *moron*.. what do you think gawd made weed whackers for..

I think it was Zepplin at their rawest.. buried on track four of Physical Graffitti..

now you've got me on that song.. it wasn't on Zepplin's "Houses of the Holy".. they saved it for Physical Graffitti for some reason..

*for sale, CHEAP. House ready made, for pfal (or any other way seminar, that is..)*

what's a damage deposit, compared to da greatness of da word?

I really like the blue chalk line idea.. "nail and bolt down chairs permanantly" :biglaugh: I used to drill holes in their floors. Ran the wire under in either the basement or crawlspace. Some "leaders" never figured out how I could hide or cover up the wires so as could not be seen without reels of duct tape.. this is true.. I left a trail of houses with holes in the floors..

I think most were exposed to this kind of micro-management in the "introductory" class to da ministry.. herded into a small class setting, that started PRECISELY at a given time.. not that that in itself was evil or anything.. but add the fine grooming of the yard outside, the driveway, and even the stinking CHAIRS requiring mili-meter placement in accuracy.. we had to micro-manage even the precise placement of twelve stinking chairs.. if I could go back in time.. pick up a dead squirrel or other non-descript piece of road kill . I'd dump a half a quart of old oil in the driveway next to the street.. I'd pick up smoking. And I'd light on up in the bathroom, precisely seven minutes before class, and extinguish it in the sink.. conveniently drop the previously acquired road kill into the toilet, and avoid flushing.. Then sneak in and "rearrange" the chairs, six minutes before class began.. I think pandemonium would ensue..

Might sound weird.. when I exited, the fears fell like scales from my eyes. I figured "hell" or losing rewards.. it had to be better than what twi had to offer..

Can I string the chairs, or "stretch" the coffee? sorry, couldn't resist.. I think healing my spiritual wounds.. I've managed to fulfill at least part of my dreams of what *perhaps* would have been without the distractions of da way..

I always wondered. Now, with a very very big meeting, like the ROA, it might make a little sense.. help people know where to set chairs.. but a class with TWELVE STINKING CHAIRS.. who conceived the thought that people need to spend a freaking hour and a half using measuring tape and string to set them properly? Did somebody decide if it's good for big meetings.. well, it oughta be the "standard" or something? Anybody know who or where this arcane practice originated?

There's only so much one can do with funeral home chairs as it is, anyway..

Considering the vicsters ultra-right wing conspiracy theories and all.. I'm suprised it wasn't a white robe "initiation" of sorts..

Yeah.. "hey, I'm a graduate of chair stringing 101.." I wonder how far that would get an individual.. a longsuit in chair-stringing..

makes me wonder, "why bother".. perhaps they want to observe (and eventually) deal with anyone who still has the capacity for an original thought.

and it's not even a slightly intellectually challenging cult anymore.. probably reflects the mental capacities of the current pres..

well.. Since you asked, here's a link to the details Shell.. I took the evaluation exam tonight.. had stuff on it I'd never heard of before.. one more exam, tomorrow at 4pm..

Must have been a nightmare, for whoever signed the lease.

I think it was Chip and Bonnie Rieva. Don't know about the spelling..

Maybe it's like a bad habit or something..

Finished one exam today, the computer class. That was like shooting fish in a barrel. The instructor was probably the most dedicated one I've seen to date. Was the only one I've ever seen, who was in a morning class, more than ten minutes early.. and almost unbelievably, he had all homework, exams, and final grade posted within four hours. so it's three commutes left.. two exams, and once for graduation..

I think that would make an ideal "selection" process for da new pres.. line them all up. moneyhands, kiddo, all the other supposed apparent successors to the throne. Apply kosher salt LIBERALLY. The one who can crawl off to fresh water and emerge in a less than jelly-like condition.. you've got a winner..

hmm. Interesting observation.. considering that the current pres strongly resembles a mollusk of which you speak, maybe that's the "therapy" to "fix" twi.. might even fix the north carolina social register.. about four or five pounds of kosher salt.. yeah, that would do it..

yeah.. well, I remember what it was like the first time through calculus, algebra, learning the multiplication table.. outside of a few brief flashes of "brilliance".. and I think everybody has them at times.. I learned math the old fashioned way.. hard work, lots of study. Learning on a schedule can be a nightmare at times..