Apology to roff...

"Willi" wrote in message
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Wolfgang wrote:



Sheesh! This is getting grotesque. Would somebody PLEASE hit
somebody?!

Wolfgang
reminds me of watching 9 year old quaker girls playing hockey.



Although she's not a Quaker, Sue has told me some good stories about
playing field hockey in grade school. The sport got banned after the
last injury.

Well sure, it's ALWAYS after the LAST injury, ain't it?

Wolfgang
they should change that.

"Wolfgang" wrote in message
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Well sure, it's ALWAYS after the LAST injury, ain't it?

Wolfgang
they should change that.


It's just like my glasses, I always find them in the last
place I look. I wish that would change to the first place.

Ernie

"Ernie" wrote in message
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"Wolfgang" wrote in message
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Well sure, it's ALWAYS after the LAST injury, ain't it?

Wolfgang
they should change that.


It's just like my glasses, I always find them in the last
place I look. I wish that would change to the first place.

Ernie

Would that then be the last place you looked Ernie? Or would you continue
lookin'?

Op --don't call 411, they're info sucks, when lookin' for lost items.--

On Sun, 14 Dec 2003 12:15:01 -0500, "Guyz-N-Flyz"
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"Ernie" wrote in message
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"Wolfgang" wrote in message
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Well sure, it's ALWAYS after the LAST injury, ain't it?

Wolfgang
they should change that.


It's just like my glasses, I always find them in the last
place I look. I wish that would change to the first place.

Ernie

Would that then be the last place you looked Ernie? Or would you continue
lookin'?

Op --don't call 411, they're info sucks, when lookin' for lost items.--

One of the signs of being either much older than I thought or more
distracted than I noticed, is that I will occasionally find something,
grab it in one hand, or put it on in the case of glasses or hats, and
then go on looking. This has been known to give me a better
indication of where my inventory of miscellaneous items in my home
are, but I do feel awfully damn foolish when I realize what I've done.
So far it's only occasional.

--

rbc:vixen,Minnow Goddess,Willow Watcher,and all that sort of thing.
Often taunted by trout.
Only a fool would refuse to believe in luck. Only a damn fool would rely on it.

http://www.visi.com/~cyli

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One of the signs of being either much older than I thought or more
distracted than I noticed, is that I will occasionally find something,
grab it in one hand, or put it on in the case of glasses or hats, and
then go on looking.

i don't know how many times on a golf course i have turned in circles,
bellowing, dammit, i have lost my putter! where the hell is my putter?
then, to my fellow players great delight, someone says--it's in your hand,
you damned fool!
i don't know how many times--i just wish it were a helluva lot fewer.

yfitons
wayno

"Wayne Harrison" wrote in message
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One of the signs of being either much older than I thought or more
distracted than I noticed, is that I will occasionally find something,
grab it in one hand, or put it on in the case of glasses or hats, and
then go on looking.

i don't know how many times on a golf course i have turned in circles,
bellowing, dammit, i have lost my putter! where the hell is my putter?
then, to my fellow players great delight, someone says--it's in your hand,
you damned fool!
i don't know how many times--i just wish it were a helluva lot fewer.

On my last final exam of my undergraduate career, taking the hardest exam of
my undergraduate career (structural geology with the infamous "Dr. B" who
never gave an A), I had to make a diagram with lots of calculations and
lines. My roommate and I were both odds-on favorites to break his long
record, and we were working frantically through the test to do a great job.
On the last problem, with time running out, I drew some initial lines, did
some calculations, then looked around in vain for my ruler to complete my
drawing. Dr. B was saying "OK, bring up your exams" and my damn ruler was
nowhere to be found. I felt behind my ears, looked under my chair, under my
thigh, under my paper, all in desperation. Finally, I just used the edge of
a spare pencil I had to make the best line I could in the situation, walked
up (looking back over my shoulder at my seat in absolute wonder and
confusion), and passed in my test to Dr. B, saying (say this out loud)
"Thorry ith tho methy, I theem to have juth loth my luler."

He got a total kick out of it, having witnessed the entire process.

--riverman

In article , Wayne
Harrison writes
i don't know how many times on a golf course i have turned in circles,
bellowing, dammit, i have lost my putter! where the hell is my putter?
then, to my fellow players great delight, someone says--it's in your hand,
you damned fool!
i don't know how many times--i just wish it were a helluva lot fewer.

yfitons
wayno

Some would call this a senior moment - I prefer to think of it as an
intellectual overload!

A Happy Christmas to all ROFFIANS from Glais in the Swansea Valley,
South Wales, UK.
--
Bill Grey
http://www.billboy.co.uk

"W. D. Grey" wrote in message
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A Happy Christmas to all ROFFIANS from Glais in the Swansea Valley,
South Wales, UK.
--
Bill Grey
http://www.billboy.co.uk

And a Merry New Year to you Bill! Good to see you're still lurkin'.

Op

"W. D. Grey" wrote in message
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In article , Wayne
Harrison writes

A Happy Christmas to all ROFFIANS from Glais in the Swansea Valley,
South Wales, UK.
--
Bill Grey
http://www.billboy.co.uk


gwyn ych byd au dymunaff ych wie lawennyd bob amser!

(hope i spelt that right. my welsh is not what it used to be)

On Sun, 21 Dec 2003, W. D. Grey wrote:
--
Bill Grey
http://www.billboy.co.uk

Nice photo gallery on that web site Bill.

Mu