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(say Hi to Pawnbroker for us, too!) (Here's hoping you had a GOOD one!!)

I tried this ONCE. It looked like a urine sample. I poured it down the sink, and made a REAL pot of coffee. What was I thinking in the first place??!

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I'd forgotten about THIS SONG. (Clip of it only).

For what it is worth --- Ok -- I haven't read this entire thread. Nor will I. Quibbling can be done about who does what. Too many folks are thinking globally -- rather than locally. Simple as that.

Not the same ones Tom. The *17 year variety* litters your yard, driveway, etc., with the empty shells, as well as themselves. The noise is UNBELIEVABLE. Hard to even hear yourself think, if you're outside. They *came out* in Indiana 2 or 3 years ago. I was home visiting the folks, and we avoided ALL outdoor activities. Except for the (2 or 3 times daily) sweeping the driveway of all these critters. They really do come out by the millions. The entire town was inundated with them.

But I hear they are tasty, nutritional, and can be cooked in a variety of ways! Shouldn't they be considered a gourmet dish? Only *available* once every 17 years, ya know. CICADA-LICIOUS RECIPES (From NPR)

Mstar -- I durn near busted a gut reading this!!!!

The Ultimate Proofreader's Oversight --- (complements of Sami -- in the Just Plain Silly Thread) --- A new young monk arrives at the monastery and as with all new monks, he is assigned to help the other monks in copying the old canons and laws of the church by hand. He notices, however, that all of the monks are copying from copies, not from the original manuscript. So, the new monk goes to the head abbot to question this, pointing out that if someone made even a small error in the first copy, it would never be picked up. In fact, that error would be continued in all of the subsequent copies. The head monk, says, "We have been copying from the copies for centuries, but you make a good point, my son." So, he goes down into the dark caves underneath the monastery, where the original manuscript is held as archives in a locked vault, that hasn't been opened for hundreds of years. Hours go by and nobody sees the old abbot. So, the young monk gets worried and goes downstairs to look for him. He sees him banging his head against the wall, and wailing, "We forgot the "R", we forgot the "R" !!!!! His forehead is all bloody and bruised and he is crying uncontrollably. The young monk asks the old abbot, "What's wrong, father?" With a choking voice, the old abbot replies, "The word is celebrate." The word is celebrate."!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;) ;) ;)

I'm one minute late!! Argghhhhhhh! Now it's gotta be belated! ;) (Oh cool! I see the GSC clock is slower than mine! I'm *on time* -- even if I didn't show up five minutes early!)

Hi Mark. Kit Sober had a thread 2 or 3 years ago, where some of these sites, and others were mentioned. Don't know if they will help or not, but thought I'd mention it again, here. :)

Ok -- so I feel like writing a bit tonight. (About time -- eh???) ;) Got home from the Rock, Mary had said yes, and JAL was the limb leader for Indiana. Called him and asked if he would perform the ceremony. Mary was sure he would either say: A.) No; or B.) Go into the corps first. What he DID say, was -- "Have you had the CF&S class yet??" I said "No." He said "Take it, and I'll do it." Luckily (or not) it was running the next week there in Indiana, and I signed both of us up for it. We took it, and 3 or 4 months later we got married in Beck Chapel. Beck Chapel is located in the heart of the Indiana University campus. The chapel was completed in 1956 and is made of Indiana Limestone, and wood from the forests of South Central Indiana. Beck Chapel is a favorite location for weddings and other special occasions. The chapel is non-denominational and open to everyone. JAL officiated, B!ll Morton played harpsichord, Mike and Jane stood up for us as *witnesses*. We all went and partied -- after the fact. Jo*n and Dorc!e Scott had been the branch leaders, (sickth corps), but I'm thinking they were gone by this time. Not sure who was the *leader* at that time. R!ck P@nyard and Kr!s Skedge!l were around --that I remember. P@nyard had't committed any crimes (at this point in time). Mike DeBrul@r, another area leader quit twi (around that time), and moved East, to marry a Mormon gal. I'm pretty sure (someone correct me if I'm wrong), 1977 was the year Joyful Noise were sent out individually, as leaders in whatever area they were sent to. Regardless -- De@n and L@ur@ Ellenwood showed up in Bloomington, and Mary and I were in their twig. Dean was (probably) the best twig leader I ever did have. :) He taught well. He was a personable guy. He wrote a teaching about meekness, that made the twi magazine. (I have it here -- but don't know the year or issue, off the top of my head.) The fact that it got published by twi does NOT impress me. The fact that I saw him live it daily --- did. He played a lot at the coffee-houses in Bloomington, And a lot of us would go to hear him pick on a Friday/ Saturday night. He (seemed) to prefer to play at a place that had just opened up (a coupla blocks from where he lived), named THE RUNCIBLE SPOON. And then there was a time when a tree took out one of my front teeth (no joke), and he and Laura prayed for me, when I was hurting like you wouldn't believe. But that will have to wait, till later. It's late --and bed-time. :)

I can agree with that statement, as long as the last three words are deleted. The entire world should be our *household*, not just one select group. (My IMO) :)

Walk This Way --- Not sure if I've said *hey there* to you or not. Let me correct that, if I haven't. Welcome to GreaseSpot. :wave: Now -- I've got an question (if I may -----) Which is the CIVILIZED side of the Mississipp, eh????

BUT THEY DID!!!! THEY DID!! THEY REALLY, REALLY DID!!!! (pon-my-honor, cross-my-heart, and all-that-other-good-stuff) --- Docvic said so!!!!.

download??? It showed up immediately here. :)

As dey say up here in da "nort land" ---- Uff Da!!!! (And dat's a goot ting -- don't cha know???).

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Yup.

THIS SITE HERE, might help a little bit. :)

Good to hear you're OK there Mstar. Doing a cursory search -- the chair maneuver seems to work the best when you're alone. I'll get in contact with one of the nurses that work with our company tomorrow, and see if they can add any insight to this. I was at a med training today. Wish I had read this thread ahead of time, I could've asked them there and answered tonight. And yea -- a glass of water, juice, or something, does help lubricate. One of our clients at the group home takes multiple pills/ meds at a time --- and refuses to drink any water with them. Scary situation.

Not at all! T'was a personal story about a personable entertainer. Nice to hear there are entertainers who can still relate to their audience, and not be stuck in some ivory (or is that ivoroid binding) tower somewhere.

Butt --- now there's a verse *under it*. ;)