On 5/6/2011 10:11 PM, Frank Reid © 2010 wrote:
On May 6, 3:39 pm, wrote:
yeah...well, i'll wager my dollars on the abilities of the top posting
"senile" harrison in about any effort a chambana illnoise-ian can offer
- skeet shooting with bernillis (or whatever the elite, effete shotgun
might be and however spelled), carolina trout-fishing, watercolor
painting, music (playing, composing, and knowledge), conversation,
delivery of the written word, humor, poetry of the soul, and downright
human decency... hell, i'll bet he's even better with a 7-iron. it'll be
a while before the old boy falls to your level, but keep looking
up...with your mouth open....let's see what falls in.

jeff (i know it was supposed to be a cute retort, but the "trained eye"
bull**** wears thin)

On 5/6/2011 3:42 PM, Ken Fortenberry wrote:







Wayne Harrison top posted:
....but, tom says to himself, i treasure the unharmed condition of my
kneecaps...

And so it starts, the inexorable slide into senility and adult
Pampers. The first signs are seemingly insignificant; a hitch
in the step, a little top posting to roff, but the trained eye
can't help but shed a sympathetic tear.

Oh, how the mighty is falling.

"music (playing, composing, and knowledge),"
Really? Your serious. Do I need to mention that this is the same man
with the gitfiddle in front of a campfire in Montana serenading the
pre-pubescent girls church campout.
Frank Reid

give him a go if you choose...bring your best guitar, a rested voice,
and every song you've composed (words and music)... we'll tally the
votes. and, i forgot to add "warmth of character" and "charm" to the
original wager... thanks for reminding me...

jeff