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The collaterals take the place of the absent Wierwille.

Ambulance chasers

While you're "looking into it", you might also want to look into the bogus doctrine of administrations.

Hey, what's a couple thousand year gap between cultures got to do with anything?

You: "That was a great movie." Me: "What did you like about it?" You: "Oh, you know, stuff".

What's he building in there?

There's an old joke in there about eating some local honey but, since it's off-color, I probably shouldn't go there.

Haha! Yeah, I remember being on breakfast duty for our house and forgetting to soak them overnight. As soon as I woke up, I quickly put them in a bowl of cold water and stuck them in the fridge before our morning run so I could cook them when we got back There's nothing quite so refreshing as starting your day with a bowl of tiny rubber ball bearings. Can I get a "YUM!", brothers and sisters?

Yes, but you'll need to provide your own wheat germ and flax seeds.

I was editing while you posted the answer but the judges have ruled in your favor. The prize is a lifetime supply of familia and fig pep.

Seventy five miles of open road, that was the distance between Ohio Limb Hq (the home base of FellowLaborers) and International Hq. It's about an hour and a half drive. And, there was an airfield not far from Ohio Limb Hq, as well. In my multiple years spent at the FellowLaborer program, how many times would you estimate Wierwille visited us? edit: Spoiler: It's a number that resembles a goose egg. The only times any other V.I.P.s visited us was when they needed housing as they were enroute to somewhere else. I'm not sure how that's relative to this discussion but I felt compelled to say it.

Focus on his mobster ways and ties to the underworld and Al Capone was a failure. Focus on the 2,200 people per day who were served by his soup kitchen and he was a success.

*BOOM*

Then again, in theatre, "going up" means forgetting your lines. And, as Shakespeare famously stated in As You Like It, "All the world's a stage and all the men and women merely players" (Act 2 scene 7) So, my theory is that it's really a mystic, cryptic message that questions reality. (Most old theatre goers likely missed this point their first time around or have simply forgotten it.) I have a folder on it that I've been adding bits and pieces to since high school drama class. I have discussed it in intricate detail with seasoned thespians. I'm going to write a novel using the contents if I ever get the time. (Retirement is so time consuming.) I'll probably call it something like The DaWaynchi Code. Kind of a mystery, thriller, enigma type piece. Maybe I'll use a nom de plume to avoid personal controversy. Something like Butch Paisley. I'm not sure yet. I get a lot of private emails of encouragement.

I mean.....We're not talking about War and Peace here.

I fail to see any great benefit in compartmentalizing and differentiating varied timeframes beyond the simple process and value of historical documentation. There is a common thread of deception and abuse that runs through it all, from the very beginning to the present day.

That would include me and several others here, if that helps at all.

You know what killed that cat? It got tangled up in red drapes and strangled itself

Ahhhh! Little Bunny Foo Foo. What a rascal he was.

Read The Snow Queen by Hans Christian Anderson sometime. The movie ICE was based loosely on it. Spoiler: It's dark.

Definitely not these two, as their lifetimes are more recent. It's also been attributed to William Thackery, which makes more sense. (Not that it makes much difference in this context.)

Maybe I just wanted to become a real boy.