A "What Did You Think Today" Digression!

That's some chubby li'l bee you got yourself there, bee Beth!~

Police don't camoflage and hang out under bridges for the same reason they approach crime scenes with lights flashing and sirens away.

Why?

Why owe Ming, when you can pay off the loan in rice? I don't know, alaska.

Errrrr. So, here I am in the pixilated flesh. With thoughts such as they are that have risen unbidden in the sonorous cavities of my cogitative cabbage of late.

1. Why does the netscape home page always have a picture of a blond woman in the top left spot. Certainly this is the celebrity spot, but are all celebrities blond? Even if it's a black or chinese person, they invariably have a dye job. What are we to make of this? Are all celebrated people blond. Should we all become blond, so that the blond may lead the etc?

2. If no child gets left behind, isn't that hazardous? What if all the children are headed toward the wrong place. Then the left-behinders might be spared. Just a thought.

3. Why does the spell checker at A2K do such strange things? I was recently prompted to replace 'round' with 'closk'... admittedly I was tempted, but I think I had it right the first time.

4. Does Craven really use hamsters to tend this site? Does the n double a s p c a know about this?

5. Has anyone at hotel ever plopped into their bed and blithely slept while a guest mint patty fused into their hair?

Such are my thoughts today. Anyone want to rent some head space?

Oh my! A real Beedlesquoink appearance! Are you blond, Beedle? I shall have to ponder your questions lo these many hours before I can cobble together a fitting response...I just woke up...

Blond's the name. James Blond.

I think... it's just about time for an international effort to mount giant mirrors in the sky so you Aussies can rise at a more reasonable hour.

Aaaaaaaaaaakhhhhh! You are all yesterday's people to us!

Then we are closer to the source... if there's any consolation in that. Now in looking at some recent posts here I see a bit of wondering at police acitivities, which leads me to think of crime, and then to wonder, magically linking thoughts, if anyone has ever successfully used this funny time thing to commit crimes. Perhaps an island lies right on this terminator and a clever banker could use it to perform some highly arcane daily rollover, multiplying his already dubiously gotten gains.

Know you of any such thing? This question goes out to all who are more financially enlightened than I. Which probably amounts to all, period.

Hmmmmmmm - I cannot but think it would have been done, if it could have been done, for both mischief and hope spring eternal in the heart of the human - non?

Ahhh my rabbity friend, ...I put that question to you earlier today, and subsequently I chanced to talk to a friend of mine who worked for J.P.Morgan for years; she informed me that not only is it done, but it's a daily ritual: where various institutes of finance funnel money into off shore accounts that are at a time variance with the mainland here in the States (the Caymans a usual locale, she seemed to indicate), and at midnight engage in a magical rollover that as much as doubles the funnelled resources. So yes, it appears that mischief springs not only eternally but daily like clockwork. Live and learn.

Now if there was only a way for us little guys to engage in such chicanery. But I'm sure were we to, it would be considered a major crime, rather than a whispery little fact of business... Ahhh.

Now, all that aside I would like to share with you that I have an opportunity in the spring of next year to visit Sydney, as part of a little musical expedition that has been shaping up. In truth I'm not entirely sure I will be able to, as various disasters this year have proved a considerable drain on my finances, but I have decided to simply behave as if I am going to be able to afford it... the power of positive (yes, there it is again) thinking. (This thinking thing seems to pop up regularly, nah?)

So in that light, do not be surprised if I visit you a bit with some specific Australia inquiries in days to come.

Beedle!!!!!! Visit most of all our Margo, since she is the Sydney lass (and the fierce Stillwaters, when he reappears again) - but ask and ask and ask!!!!!


Could you bear it if such as I popped over to Sydney to say hello when you appear? (THinking positively and and also contorting self into awful shapes as I cross everything!!!!!)

Open a thread, if you please....we will help as much as we can.

You know - if we all put our money together and chicaned, it would prolly work!

Beedle, dearest - do not forget your dollar almost doubles when you get here!

Waving from Sydney!

Fire away wit da kwestyuns!

What Deb says is true! Everything in Australia is 1/2 price!

I just had a cherry coke.

I thunk it stunk.

Prolly didn't help your dire situation, either?!

Didn't hurt it - coke sems to be good for sad tummies...oddly.

If it still had the mythical "magic ingredient" it woulda helped a LOT!

Ahhhh. the warmth of all that! I'll most certainly stay in touch with you as these plans crystallize.

Now, funny about that 'mythical' magic ingredient. Twas not mythical. On this matter I am in on the know through family. Me daddy was a Coca Cola chemist, and was in fact responsible for overseeing the phasing out of the substance in the early fifties. The feds had been trying to cleanse the product for quite some time, but it was Harry Anslinger, first head of the FDA during the Truman admin that finally put the ultimatum on the company. The first substitute was a bitter Carrcarribeanry*, itself somewhat zingy and addictive, but it didn't take long to learn that high concentrations of sugar plus massive amounts of caffein did the job just fine.

Me, I can't handle the stuff anymore. Drank much to much when I was a child. So much so I haven't slept in thrityfive years. :wink:

Sorry you no feel well bunny gal.

*this is the result of the nutty spell checker! The original was "Carribean berry."

Off to breakfast... see ya later.

i got one such tummy, it woke me up. and forced me to have nightmares about my friends attempting to kill me. with a SPATULA, mind you. Silly, pityful creatures. But in any case I thought I would make a lousy criminal - I would not be able to either stay up late, or get up early. Which one is more desirable for a criminal anyway? And to be somewhere on time? phhhht, just not worth the money...