Posted on 06/28/2010 12:43:57 PM PDT by DagonofAlbion
I deposit the Risk into the account of a dummy finance company for management, called the republican party.
Then, I deposit the damage into the account of a dummy corporation for control, called the democratic party.
I leave all the bible belt religions as spoilers, or third parties; putting them down as department store chains. To stave off the profit into the mints money burning facility, to insure that the money is worthless in terms of pragmatic value, and is only practical believed values.
And the Black market is pimped as bad but, even losing even your kindeys in a hotel bathtub on a drunk, is a value laundering scheme...
Thank you all for your input and participation!!!
LOL! He’s funny, too!
It’s annoying. He’s learned we’ll do almost anything to get him to stop it!
He must be a handful. The red hair alone.. :)
With luck the part I need will be here on Monday, but the UPS man comes around noon, and by that time, the only shade on the truck will be what I make when I prop the hood.
The swap-out will take all of 15 minutes, but it just depends on what the weather is like. If the humidity is up, I’ll wait until the next morning.
Neil Diamond song for Ash: “You’re so sweet/horseflies keep flyin’ around yer face...”
Anoreth, Part Deux. God help us!
Fortunately, they’re just houseflies. I think we’ve killed most of them now, but the back door was open for several hours, so there were dozens. Jake will get a few when he gets up from his nap.
She turned out pretty well. :)
In her distinctive way.
Anoreth was a handful in somewhat the same way Frank is, because she was the only baby at the time. The others arrived at closer intervals. Vlad was past his 3rd birthday when Frank was born, so there was no competition for being Baby.
Being the baby of a large family must be fun.
Not really.
TYG, from the Voice of Experience. My parents had only my brother (two years older) and me.
When I was in Germany, there were no screens on the windows of the house we rented, but I loved the fresh, clean air. The Rolladen shutters had to be kept up in the daytime, but when they were rolled shut at night, the flies were captive.
With a weekly supply of Stars And Stripes, I became the Champion Fly Killer of Hans Gephardt Strasse!
My aim is a little rusty today, but I’m still good!
I was second in a line of seven. I can’t tell you how many diapers I changed before I reached the age of 14. :)
Probably about as many as Anoreth did, before she moved on to Washing the Ship. I'm not that good at fly-killing, since I got my bifocals. They whiz by and make me dizzy.
There were seven of us, all told, four sibs from my mother’s first marriage and three girls in the second. I was “the baby” for seven years, but no one could tell. My dad said I was “the differentest thing” he’d ever seen, but that was no guarantee of preference.
I was very quiet and shy, so others got the limelight. Kinda like: The squeaky wheel gets the grease, kinda thing.
I started baby-sitting at 11, and at 17 I spent two weeks with a family of 10 children...the oldest was 14. I know from diapers!
My bifocals do their best work away from my eyes. If I can hold something close enough, I don’t need bifocals, and don’t tend to rely on them.
:o]
I guess we’ve all changed more than our fair share of diapers. :)
Moms today have it easy. I had to wash diapers and either hang them on the line outside, or on a rack inside. Later, a dryer was available, but the idea is still...clean diapers make happy babies.
And no, I wouldn’t trade a minute of diaper changes! It kept me humble! ;o]
I change most of the diapers, now that there’s only one wearing them ... but when it’s time to toilet train him, I’ll delegate!
I made Anoreth toilet train James, and she got back at me by going throught the Eyewitness Books “Insect” book with him, and telling him that “Insects are crunch, James!” (You might remember this, ‘Face, as it coincided with James’s bilocation phase.)
James went around peering at everything creepy and occasionally munching one. “Oh, look, James! A spider behind the bookcase! Is it a crunchy Insect? (One leg, two, three ... eight!) It is not crunchy ...”
I don’t miss it. :)
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