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Reading me like a book,eh?...Hey remember that big ugly brown converted bookmobile that used to show up at the Rock every year?....One year I heard VP made them move it 'cuz it didn't look best right next to the dining tents...

That looks like Dave Thomas(not the Wendy's guy) on the left of the screen and one of those Canadian guys next to him...Who's the guy above Wierwille's shoulder,looking up at the holy ghost?...Wasn't he a violin player?...And who's the gal in the front?... Wow,that's heavy,T.O.W.,....you like answered before I even asked....

Hey,tuttle,..wouldn't it be sumthin' if we took the way limo on a joyride,and brought along Buddy Curry as our bodyguard,and went witnessing to some young waitresses at Adolph's,and told them "the Way" was the name of our rockabilly band,and brouht them to the hanger in New Bremen and told them we used Ambassador I to get to our concerts,and showed them the new and the vintage Harleys and promised to give them rides,then brought them 'home' to the corps chalet and told them it was our summer cottage,and then tried to teach them the manifestation of tongues and gifts of feelings,..... Hey,hey,hey...stranger....whatchu got against '72 f-150's with a camper shell?...

Likeaneagle,I remember when those guys were building that loghome---it was right doown the road from the way home on Dillys road... I had thought that the spirit of the corps chalet was that any wayfaring corps that was passing through,or simply wanted to hang at hq could stay there gratis....It seemed like what actually was the case was that when way corps were called in for some sort of ministry function or meeting,then the region leaders and such got to stay there and the rest of the corps were on their own...I stayed there once,about 1982,when there was some kind of regional corpse meeting at hq. ...But there were about 30 of us,and we all slept on the floor throughout the house---I don't know who got to stay in the posh guest rooms.... I worked way builders my interum year,and Buddy C---y was called in to help coordinate wb.....I enjoyed working with him and got to be his bitch for a while...I remember working with him in one of the guest rooms,and we were nailing something up on one of the interior walls and we heard a noise coming from the adjacent room like dishes falling and breaking....We went to go see what it was and it turned out to be all the bathroom tile in the adjoining room was falling off the wall into the bathtub from the impact of our pounding :blink: ....Fortunately,with the available cheap labor,it wasn't too costly to the ministry to redo the tile again until we got it right...

Au contrere',...it was more likely due to the 'Jet Style Packing' discipline that resulted in your beloved's weight overage on his suitcase....Jet Style Packing,world reknowned for it's 'rolling' method of shirt,trouser and underwear storage as opposed to the 'fold and crease' philosophy of packing popularized in western cultures,allows the traveler to,in effect,store more personal items in virtually every size and shape of both checked in and carry on luggage...While Jet Style Packing also reduces the overall effect of garment wrinkling,it unfortunately all too often results in the traveler being assessed extra denaro,or semolians or drachmas and of late,euros,to compensate for overweight baggage.... My suggested to your beloved would be to launder all items to be packed,place suitcase next to clothes dryer opening and with a single arm motion slide clothing directly out of dryer into suitcase....This method is also a great way to 'redeem the time'....

Goin' to watch the all-stars...I still get the warm fuzzies whenever they sing the national anthem before the game....

Yeah,Hiway29,...that German couple in the "Changed" film...Glad somebody recognized it... Well,I can certainly vouch for excie that she wasn't scum before she entered the way corpse...In fact,I nary heard a cuss word come out of her mother-kissin' mouth...It wasn't until after she joined greasespot that she started becoming so abusive...Plus,turning 50 probably makes those redheads a little more ornery... I don't know,...threads like this come up here often at gs...There's an old expression---you can't teach a pig to yodel,or something like that...I think just like with cops,you'll find that some power hungry control freaks join them to express some kind of authority over others as well as folks who genuinely want to'protect and serve'; the same could be said for scum--er--people who joined the way corpse.......

I wish I were the scum I know to be....

I just vanted ze knowledge,that was oll....I did not care for ze ministry or sumsing,I just vanted ze knowledge...Before vay corpse I could not stop d-d-dinking after ze first or ze second beer until I was oll fool up,or I run out of money...Now I have abundantly...

I loved Scully...I just didn't watch the Saturday game of the week as much in those days...Garagiola does some color commentating for D-back games once a week or so...I like listening to his older stories...I'd have to say Jon Miller and Joe Morgan are doing a splendid job as Sunday night troubadours for baseball fans...I love nothing better than listening to those two guys,watching an otherwise meaningless game,kicking back on a carefree warm summer night.... Well since we have a little bit of a break,and for the benefit of our young viewers at home,I thought I'd print "Casey at the Bat" for your reading pleasure and my typing practice...My son and I were riding a bus last week and for some reason the poem came up,and I was amazed at how much I could still recite from memory...But,I'll copy this and then maybe follow it up with "Casey's Revenge" unless someone else here wants to do it.... ************* Casey At The Bat by Ernest L. Thayer 1888 The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day: The score stood for to two with but one inning more to play. And then when Cooney died at first,and Barrows did the same, A sickly silence fell upon the patrons of the game. A straggling few got up to go in deep despair. The rest Clung to that hope that springs eternal in the human breast. They thought if only Casey could get but a whack at that--- We'd put up even money now with Casey at the bat. But Flynn preceded Casey, as did also Jimmy Blake, And the former was a lulu,and the latter was a cake; So upon the stricken multitude grim melancholy sat, For there seemed but little chance of Casey's getting to the bat. But Flynn let drive a single to the wonderment of all, And Blake the much despised tore the cover off the ball: And when the dust had lifted and the men saw what had occured, There was Jimmy safe at second,and Flynn a-hugging third. Then from 5,000 throats and more there rose a lusty yell; It rambled through the valley,it rattled in the dell; It knocked upon the mountain,and recoiled upon the flat, For Casey,mighty Casey,was advancing to the bat. There was ease in Casey's manner as he stepped into his place: There was pride in Casey's bearing,and a smile on Casey's face. And when responding to the cheers,he lightly doffed his hat, No stranger in the crowd could doubt 'twas Casey at the bat. Ten thousand eyes were on him as he rubbed his hands with dirt; Five thousand tongues applauded when he wiped them on his shirt. Then while the writhing pitcher ground the ball into his hip, Defiance gleamed in Casey's eye,a sneer curled Casey's lip. And now the leather-covered sphere came hurtling through the air, And Casey stood a-watching in haughty grandeur there. Close by the sturdy batsman the ball unheeded sped-- "That ain't my style" said Casey. "Strike one" the umpire said. From the benches black with people there went up a muffled roar, Like the beating of the storm waves on a stern and distant shore. "Kill him! Kill the umpire!" shouted someone in the stand, And it's likely they'd have killed him had not Casey raised his hand. With a smile of Christian charity great Casey's visage shone; He stilled the rising tumult;he bade the game go on; He signalled to the pitcher,and once more the spheroid flew; But Casey still ignored it,and the umpire said "Strike two." "Fraud!" cried the maddened thousands,and the echo answered "Fraud!" But one scornful look from Casey and the audience was awed. They saw his face grow stern and cold,they saw his muscles strain; And they knew that Casey wouldn't let that ball go by again. The sneer is gone from Casey's lip;his teeth are clenched in hate; He pounds with cruel violence his bat upon the plate. And now the pitcher holds the ball,and now he lets it go, And now the air is shattered by the force of Casey's blow. Oh! somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright; The band is playing somewhere,and somewhere hearts are light; And somewhere men are laughing,and somewhere children shout; But there is no joy in Mudville--mighty Casey has struck out.

Hills,I don't mind you not mincing words,but I'm afraid you generalize a little too much for my tastes...

Well I'll be....Lookie who finally got off his goddamned foot,I mean donkey,and dropped by to say hello...Hey pope,the Lord may come back at any moment,...so whatever you do,....look busy!...

You gotta be kidding me....The championship game in the world's biggest sporting event decided by penalty kicks????.....'As jubilant teammates watch,Fabio Riggatoni keeck bol very hard past outstretched arms of Pepe LeGoalie and Italia now king of futbol world'... I think I would probably like Arena Soccer better...

That was a loooong one...I wanted to see it at least go 20,....but then again,it would have been a long three days if Trot Nixon had gone into the break going 0-10 in his last game...

It ain't on tv out here...Just been checking the game channel every so often....Wow...Into the 19th...

I'm not sure if it's the same conspiracy video or not,but my daughter,who just graduated from college,and my nephew have been bugging me to watch some 9/11 pentagon hoax video for some time now...I haven't bothered to upload it yet,but I'll definitely check into her mental health stability before I do.... I really don't see anything wrong here,either...In fact the opening monologue to this thread reminds me of the opening to the other thread Hillsbro started recently about Nametags and faithfulness to God....In that one Hills opens with telling us way corps were 'snookered' into believing they were better than others ,used their scripture knowledge to belittle and degrade and that it was time to throw the nametags away and 'see the destructive results of the way corps program'.... Similarly,in this thread,we are shown what wrong thinking and behaviour is,that it is not our fault,but that of some cult leader,and the proper remedy to get back on the right track...I guess Pike's Peak Seminary is now offering "Psychology for Dummies" courses to especially assist folks like Hills in their quest to straighten out the nous of the ex-cultist....

I see the Cardinals also picked up Jeff Weaver from the Angels to help bolster their struggling pitching staff,usually a stronghold on a LaRussa/Duncan coached team...It must have been a bittersweet day in the Weaver household last week,whom the Cardinals acquired from the LA Angels for a minor leaguer and cash considerations...I could just hear Angels manager,Mike Soscia after he called Jeff Weaver into his office..."I've got some good news and some bad news,Jeff...The good news is,we're calling your brother Jered up from the minors to pitch with us...The bad news is,we're putting you on waivers to make room for him"...That's baseball,I guess... I've missed both Sox games,but it certainly seems like it's been a 'clash of the titans',...a couple of heavyweights really going at it...You just can't beat good baseball,with good timely hitting,clutch pitching and a plethora of all-stars,to boot... I have to agree that Liriano should have made the all-star team....I imagine the reasoning behind it was not enough innings pitched...Definitely having a better year than Mark Beuhrle... I don't know what it is about the western divisions in both leagues,but they seem right now to be all bunched up in mediocrity...Only 5 games separating first and last place in both divisions...I got to hand it to some of those teams...They have to play good hard baseball all year....They all know they don't have the safety net of the wild card---either win your division or go home...If the Tigers,Twins,Bosox,Chisox and even the Yankees continue to play good baseball the rest of the year,you could have a couple of real good AL teams with good w/l records that don't make the postseason...

Check that,...he was leading in the votes when I checked earlier but he's #3 now....Boy,those Boston fans really get out and vote,don't they?....There's always going to be some slighted players...Joe Crede's having a better year than A-Rod,but since the World Series was one of the lowest rated last year,he hasn't hit the big time as far as fan voting....I also would have picked Jermaine Dye,who's having a better year than "1-21 in the ACLS" Vladimer Guerrero...And it's a good thing Mark Beuhrle got in under the wire....He only gave up 11 runs on 13 hits in 5 innings against the Cubs today....But,since I don't vote I shouldn't complain...

So how come Jason Varitek wasn't the starting catcher?

How did they determine the starters and the backups this year?

Hey,thanks for the welcome back,mstar....Although I don't normally like to play GM,good insight on the Bosox picking up that catcher...I was sitting w/ my daughter where she worked the night that catcher came to Boston---something like 45 minutes before gametime and then catching Wakefield...I was trying to explain the quirks of the knuckleballer to her---the slow,crazy movement on the ball and the tough time the catcher was having with it...Well,she at least acted like she was getting a kick out of it...

Well,Tom,too bad we all can't get together at the Nineteenth,and share a fifth on the fourth....

I wouldn't spend too much time worrying about the high expectations all the analysts have for the boss and the New York Yankees...I suppose it would be akin to them seeing Steinbrenner on the side of the highway....changing a flat tire on his Hummer...I mean,geez,their payroll is nearly double that of their next closest rival...It should be news when they don't win their division...I've long held that you can buy your way into the post season,but the best 'team' is going to win the championship.... Over the course of a 162 game schedule---talent is going to win out....Your team hits 250 homers and your pitching only gives up 100,you're probably going to win about 100 games...But when you get into the post-season,and those pesky five game series followed by those seven gamers---well,anything can happen...Every team that makes the playoffs is going to have to be good and have a minimum amount of talent to get there...And I think fans,sportswriters and the like,revel in the fact that the championship goes to the teams that want it the most and plays the best,...and not simply to the team that pays the most... Speaking of anything can happen in the playoffs,I was reading up on Don Larsen,who completed one of the most,if not,the most amazing feat in sports history---pitching a perfect game 5 in the 1956 World Series...Larsen,a journeyman pitcher who compiled an 81-91 record in 14 unspectacular seasons for seven different teams,in one nine inning game immortalized his name in the annals of sports history...A regular lunch pail kind of guy,after he retired the side in the 7th inning on that October day,he went into the dugout,lit a cigarette,poked one of his teammates(who,along with the rest of his teammates was trying to avoid Larsen in keeping with the baseball superstition of not talking to or jinxing a pitcher who is throwing a no-hitter),and said "hey,look at the scoreboard,I'm throwing a no-no!"...It wasn't until after the game in the clubhouse when Yogi Berra told him, that he realized he not only through a no-hitter but a perfect game...After the game,he went to his favorite haunt,a shot and beer joint,and exchanged a few rounds with the locals in the neighborhood... I think it's a little premature to make too much of the desparity between the NL and AL as far as talent and statistics go....We're not even up to the first half of the season yet---lots of baseball to be played...As a Cub fan,I can tell you all about a 51-30 first half--followed by a 30-51 record after the All-Star break...Besides,the Yankees spending big bucks on players is nothing new....Anybody remember their old farm team,the Kansas City Athletics?...I also find it curious that all of the steroids-era homerun record breakers played in the National League,which doesn't have the designated hitter... Finally---count me in with the group that does not want the all-star game to determine home-field advantage in the World Series....Leave it what it was,has been,and always should be---an exhiibit of the stars...Let 'em have some fun and put on a show for the fans and leave it at that...Heck,I didn't even mind the tie game--it was less forgettable than some of the other ones...

There was an Instructor's Guide...It instructed you how to instruct the class,whatever that meant....Some of the things I remember from it: After sessions,4,8 and 12 take,---oops,I mean 'receive' an abundant sharing.... After session 4 pass around the photo in the Companion Bible of the painting of the five crosses(others crucified with Jesus)....If you didn't have a companion Bible,I guess you had to buy one... Around session 7,start having manifestations before class,as long as they weren't faith,healing or casting out devils... Session 5 or so you would start promo'ing the way bookstore.. Around session 10,you'd mention camps,advances,WOW programs... Somewhere in there you were to either hand out or sell "Christians Should be Prosperous"... After session 11 you were to bring in a real estate agent to help people sell there homes and get out of debt....(Not really)... Have a good assistant....Preferably a woman,so if Monday Night Football went into overtime,she could go over the "listening with a porpoise" questions with the students,close with prayer and send them home....She could also introduce new fruit into the blessings of backrubbing---sort of the way's version of the hottub.... Have a bet with your assistant to see which student will be the last one to open their eyes and realize that they're the only one still speaking in tongues long after the video in session 12 ended....

Awwww,Linda,...Thanky dear...But what are you doing reading about me playing (with my) balls?...Thanks for the hello and I appreciate the kind words....Coming from you I take that as quite a compliment(Bill Mays)....You have to remember though that greasespotters are much more meek to receive than those other worldy people out there ...