john b wrote:
If not yours, whose? Granted, they are not mine....but they are across
the road from me and I sweep that portion of the road and keep it clean
and all those know that by god if they knock off a bunch of bananas they
had best leave a few on the table on my porch.

My immediate neighbors know me and smile.....the rest think I am some
crazy white man who is best not disturbed and I rather like it like that.

Although I could picture it, it was with great difficulty - white coat
and dissecting lab rats and all...flannel shirts and red suspenders -
Paul Bunyanesq - come to mind quite easily.

You may, if it pleases your paisley ass, picture me as dang near clean
shaven, shorn of my locks, wearing flip flops and walking along the
beach trying to entice young maidens to my cabana.....

...and if I have somehow managed to ruffle your feathers while bringing
that grin to your lips...

...it's going to one heck of a new year....

You got a haircut ?!!?

I thought I'd never see the day ...

Happy New Year !

--
Ken Fortenberry