Military Medical Team Makes the 'Toughest Call' (GI IMPALED BY BOMB - courage abounds!!!)

ABC News ^ | 9/22/07 | Ruth Reiss

[Monkey Face]

Thanks! Prayers help!

Later!

[NicknamedBob]

"... I pray you'll be feeling better... several minutes ago."

Retroactive healing prayers.

You'll be feeling better before we know it.

[sionnsar]

LoM’s praying too — still some time before she arrives home.

[sionnsar]

You'll be feeling better before we know it.

LOL!

[NonLinear]

Prayers and best wishes for a better day when you read this!

(Good morning!)

One never knows what one will find when googling "Monkey Face"

[sionnsar]

Good news out of Canada, eh?

Kyoto accord, RIP

There are excellent reasons to quickly reduce our reliance on fossil fuels outside of Kyoto: We're running out of them; burning them pollutes our environment; and the less we have to rely on the unstable Mideast for oil, the better it will be for global security.

But we can no longer pretend Kyoto's the way to get there or we'll end up where we are now -- running in circles.

[sionnsar]

One never knows what one will find when googling "Monkey Face"

Yikes! I Googled "sionnsar" and found this:

Sionnsar Sìthe MhicCruimein
Tha an sgeulachd seo air a h-ath-sgrìobhadh bhon sgeulachd a chaidh fhoillseachadh ann an Leabhraichean-leughaidh Blackie, leis a' Chomunn Ghaidhealach.

Cha chualas riamh air thalamh sionnsar bu bhrèagha ceòl na an sionnsar airgid a fhuair MacCruimein bhon bhean-shìthe. An uair a bha esan a' pìobaireachd na aonar, ann an lagan uaine ris an canar gus an là an-diugh, 'Slochd nam Pìobairean', thàinig am boireannach bu bhòidhche a chunnaic e riamh thuige. Cho luath is a chunnaic MacCruimein am boireannach sguir e de chluich na pìoba mòire; agus mus do a bhàsaich mac-talla a' chiùil sna beanntan mun cuairt, thuirt i ris:

Thug do mhaise is ceòl do phìoba
leannan-sìthe air do thòir;
sìneam dhut an sionnsar airgid
a bhios binn gun chearb dod mheòir.
Fhad gu bràth 's a nì thu chumail
cha tig cunnart ann ad chòir;
là is bliadhna triall fo gheasaibh,
...

It's Scottish Gaelic and it talks about one of the saddest songs in Gaeldom (and there is NOBODY more skilled at sad songs than the Gael!), "Cha Til MacCrimmon" ("MacCrimmon, home, no more returning") -- composed by one if the bagpipe greats, the evening before he died on a battlefield and proved his prophecy.

Given title translates roughly as "The ghost-chanter of MacCrimmon" ("chanter" being the melodic portion of the pipes).

[Monkey Face]

Wow! Go figger! A red X in a box, under “Monkey Face.” Whodathunkit?

[sionnsar]

Wow. Slow-moving thread.

Then again, my easy-going morning just got blasted to smithereens...

[Monkey Face]

Slow moving is OK with me. There’s a lot of that going around this morning. *yawn*

[sionnsar]

Wish I had time for *yawn* — but I have research to do.

[rottndog]

*yawn*

*yawn...again*

Now ya got me doin’ it.

[Monkey Face]

I think I’ll just stay right here until I have to get up.

Nothing like being lazy when your mind is like molasses in January.

[darkangel82]

I guess I’ll join you two.

[Monkey Face]

You may as well. Maybe if we have a quorum, we can move something. Or not.

[NonLinear]

It vanished! Even the red X...

But by magic, it returns!

[Monkey Face]

Veddy intedesting!!!

Thanks! I like it!

[sionnsar]

Nothing like being lazy when your mind is like molasses in January.

Wish I could be lazy, though my mind is like that today.

[sionnsar]

You may as well. Maybe if we have a quorum, we can move something. Or not.

I move we not...? *\;-)

[Monkey Face]

Me too.