A joke from my mom...
"Dear Lord," the pastor began, with arms extended and a rapturous look on his upturned face, "without you we are but dust..."
He would have continued, but at that moment one very obedient little girl (who was listening carefully for a change!) leaned over to her mother and asked quite audibly in her shrill little girl voice, "Mommy, WHAT is butt dust?"
Church was pretty much over at that point...
LOL!! Ah yes, out of the mouths of babes!
G'd'afternoon ebryone...this evening will be part two of the effort to put this monstrous minitower on a wireless-g network.
Have to wait for the cousin/roommate to get back since he knows the codes 'n' all...the software is in, the antenna reaches, but I need the codes. Right now I'm still hard-wired.
This morning, at work, I was getting something down off a high shelf and felt a twinge in my back. At my age, twinges are accepted and nearly expected parts of life, and usually go away soon. This one's hanging in there. Pray as you are led, thanks.