This is a neat story. I have no doubt that it is true! Just scroll down for the story once you get there.
Cute! I’ll have to get one for the bride.
Link doesn’t work for me. At least with Firefox.
John Bouck said:Works for me, and I use FF. Try again.
Link doesn't work for me. At least with Firefox.
Tried again:
“Unable to connect. Firefox can’t establish a connection to the server at www.cg-32.com.”
Hey, Steve…you getting any of my responses via e-mail?
Curmudgeon said:Dave, you have mail.
Hey, Steve....you getting any of my responses via e-mail?
Steve Featherkile said:Doesn't work for me either. Tried FF and IE on a couple different computers. RalphJohn Bouck said:Works for me, and I use FF. Try again.
Link doesn't work for me. At least with Firefox.
Hmm. Now it doesn’t work for me. WTFO?
Steve,
If you’re now getting emails, did you get mine?
I give up.
Got yours, responded, nothing.
Answer to the question is YES.
Curmudgeon said:I got yours, too. I was down in the shop. No computer, there.
I give up. Got yours, responded, nothing. Answer to the question is YES.
…nobody sends me messages…!!!
Fred,
Your mental telepathy must be on the fritzs, I’m talking to you or at you all day long.
Ric Golding said:
Fred,Your mental telepathy must be on the fritzs, I’m talking to you or at you all day long.
But you’re not asking permission to lay alongside, are you?
I don’t believe so.
Usually it begins with a mental question of “How would Fred handle this?” And then I decide he would have a sip of something to contemplate the problem or concern and I follow that premiss. Then I start the next day with the same question trying to remember if I worked out the problem. I have a touch of rum (for medicinal reasons only) and then I start the next day with the same question trying to remember if I worked out the problem. Sometimes it can take me months to work out the simplest of problems, but I don’t mind, its a hobby.
Who, me ? I seem to be able to cause some sort of thinking process, even when I’m not at any place in particular…When my name is mentioned; most times, I hear that people just shake their head and smile…At least they don’t frown, stomp the ground or pull their hair out…or…shoot themselves with a whipped cream spray bomb.!!!