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I will be in and out till about 3:30 central then I'll be gone.
Rumble and tumble amongst yourselves and don't forget to clean up after you get done.

See ya next week.

JaJ

I wrote 2 new poems.

Billary

It was indeed the darkest time,
We barely made it through.
The blame for this I place upon,
Your cronies and yes you.
Eight years of you and Hillary,
Were more than we could bear.
You stopped air traffic needlessly,
While some cut your hair
I wish you’d show a little class,
And get out of my face.
But one good thing is those you help,
Most often lose their race.
So hang around and lend support,
To those would enslave us.
As tired as I am of you Bill,
You really helped Gray Davis.

Flurry 10/24/03

Hillary

You hate the country of your birth,
You’d sell your soul to crush it.
You fight the things that made us great,
Your own demise please rush it.
The people put their faith in you,
Yes it was placed so poorly.
You will indeed soon be replaced,
They need a change so sorely.
So keep it up, your hate and scorn,
The truth must now be told.
Hillary, you can’t sell your soul,
For it’s already sold.

Flurry 10/24/03

Stop me if you've heard this one before...

There was an attorney who got home late one evening after a very taxing day trying to get a stay of execution for a client, named Gene Wright, who was due to be hanged for murder at midnight. His last minute plea for clemency to the state governor had failed and he was feeling tired and
depressed.

As soon as he got through the door his wife started on about, "What time of night do you call this? Where the hell have you been?" and so on.

Too shattered to play his usual role in this familiar ritual, he went and poured himself a very large whisky and headed off to the bathroom for a long hot soak -- pursued by the predictable sarcastic remarks.

While he was in the bath the phone rang, which the wife answered and was told that her husband's client had been granted his stay of execution after all. Realizing what a day he must have had, she relented a little and went
upstairs to give him the good news. As she opened the bathroom door she was greeted by the sight of her husband's rear view as he bent naked over the bath cleaning the tub.

"They're not hanging Wright tonight," she said.

At which the attorney whirled round and screamed hysterically, "For crying out loud . . . don't you ever stop?"