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Call for an Impeachment Inquiry of Bush and Cheney, Get Congress to Take Action Sign our online Petition and read below for more information: http://www.votenader.org/get_involved/impeach.php HEY DUDE WHERE’S MY BUDDY!!!??? COME BACK HOME MICHAEL!!! Ok Michael, you’ve had your realpolitik fling with ex-General Wesley Clark. Your endorsed Presidential candidate in the Democratic Primaries has withdrawn. It is time for you to come home, to join your buddies and resume your only genuine role which is that of defiance and resistance. Compliance and assistance with the Democrats does not accord with your past, your character, your bold writings and, most memorably, your long corrosive assaults on the Party that betrayed the working classes and plunged our country into corporate globalization. Remember, Michael, you’re the flinty man from Flint, Michigan. You’ve never forgotten your roots. The heady Hollywood, Manhattan scene with the celebrities and Academy Awards have never gotten to your head but rather have gotten into your deserving pockets. How we all recall your standing before one billion people in Los Angeles at the televised Academy Awards in 2003 and, breaking the customary cant of the awardees, throwing the gauntlet down to George W. Bush and his "fictitious" war mongering. Now the War has become a quagmire, with both Republicans and Democrats complicit (check the votes in Congress). The Draft may be on the way. So what are you doing going on the Al Franken Show very nearly breaking down when Al Gore (he of the pro NAFTA/GATT, anti-worker, regime-change, Iraq-bombing, lethal sanctions on half a million children Administration) called and thought you were apologizing. You have nothing to apologize for, Michael. Gore has a lot to apologize for-blowing the election he won in Florida and the country as a whole and for blowing, with Bill Clinton, the many opportunities the rich-booming Nineties and the collapse of the Soviet Union gave this country to turn a peace dividend into a pro-worker, pro-environment, pro-consumer and anti-poverty resurgence. Come back and join our Presidential campaign, Michael. Talk to those "Reagan Democrats"-those 35% of union members who still vote Republican and against their own interests-as only you can. Michael, if you go pumping for the Democratic Party this year, just what are you going to say to the unemployed steelworkers near Sparrows Point in Maryland? To the megathousands of laid off textile and furniture workers in North and South Carolina? To the abandoned auto workers waiting and waiting near their empty factories that went to repressive countries? To the millions of blue-collar workers, who fought our wars, only to learn that the two parties won’t fight for their company pensions and health insurance? Are you going to tell them how the Democratic Party pushed through the WTO, let their pensions erode or disappear, were too busy collecting checks from the corporate bosses to pay attention to the corporate crime wave that looted and drained trillions of dollars from millions of workers, their retirement and small investments? Will you tell them that the cowardly Democrats, who couldn’t win the fewer elections they are now not losing without the labor vote, won’t even mount a determined drive to repeal the notorious, union-blocking Taft Hartley Act? How can you be free to be what you are, or to depress Bush’s vote, to jolt into consciousness the moribund Democratic Party? Hey Dude, join your real buddies! The ones you may be thinking about just don’t fit either your message, your vision, or our website VoteNader.org. Come back home Michael. The workers and the youth of America are looking for you. Best regards, Ralph Nader P.S. Will you put this invitation on your website and see how your fans react to Michael Moore returning to the Nader 2004 presidential campaign? Patti Smith will reserve a big singing spot, for you, on the stage for the customary finale, PEOPLE HAVE THE POWER. Wednesday April 14, 2004 Join the Call for an Impeachment Inquiry of Bush and Cheney Help us Get Congress to Take Action You can help the call for an impeachment inquiry of President Bush and Vice President Dick Cheney. Sign our online Petition. http://www.votenader.org/get_involved/impeach.php George W. Bush and Dick Cheney should be impeached for two reasons: They led the United States into an illegal, unconstitutional war in Iraq. They misled the Congress and the American people with five falsehoods that led to war. All it takes is one Member of the House of Representatives to call for an Impeachment Inquiry to start the process to investigate the two grounds. If the House then votes by a simple majority for Articles of Impeachment, the Senate would then undertake a trial of the President and Vice President. They would only be convicted, and impeached, if two-thirds of the Senate agrees. — usually alongside Ramsey Clark. IFCO is a member of ANSWER Steering Committee.) Bernstein is a member of the American Muslim Council’s campaign against the use of secret evidence. Clement met with Palestinians during a WILPF "solidarity" conference in May 2002. IFCO is also a fiscal sponsor of the National Coalition to Protect Political Freedom (NCPPF). The co-founder of NCPPF was the recently indicted terrorist financier Sami Al-Arian. However, NION’s links with Muslim terrorists are not just indirect, through IFCO. NION invited both Sami Al-Arian and Lynne Stewart to address their October 6, 2002 rally in Central Park. Stewart was indicted for passing messages on behalf of her terrorist client Sheikh Omar Abdul Rahman. One of the members of NION’s Advisory Board, Abdeen Jabara, is a member of the legal advisory board for the American Muslim Council. He is a past president of the Arab-American Ant-Discrimination Committee, a board member of William Kunstler’s Center for Constitutional Rights, and a co-counsel with Lynne Stewart for Sheik Rahman, the terrorist convicted for the 1993 World Trade Center bombing. The American Muslim Council is one of the current members of Al-Arian’s NCPPF (the same group to which IFCO’s Bernstein belongs). Leaders of the AMC have been quoted as praising Hamas and Hezbollah. Jabara’s AMC advisory board colleagues include Fakhri Al-Barzinji. Al-Barzinji is involved in
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Call for an Impeachment Inquiry of Bush and Cheney, Get Congress to Take Action Sign our online Petition and read below for more information: http://www.votenader.org/get_involved/impeach.php HEY DUDE WHERE’S MY BUDDY!!!??? COME BACK HOME MICHAEL!!! Ok Michael, you’ve had your realpolitik fling with ex-General Wesley Clark. Your endorsed Presidential candidate in the Democratic Primaries has withdrawn. It is time for you to come home, to join your buddies and resume your only genuine role which is that of defiance and resistance. Compliance and assistance with the Democrats does not accord with your past, your character, your bold writings and, most memorably, your long corrosive assaults on the Party that betrayed the working classes and plunged our country into corporate globalization. Remember, Michael, you’re the flinty man from Flint, Michigan. You’ve never forgotten your roots. The heady Hollywood, Manhattan scene with the celebrities and Academy Awards have never gotten to your head but rather have gotten into your deserving pockets. How we all recall your standing before one billion people in Los Angeles at the televised Academy Awards in 2003 and, breaking the customary cant of the awardees, throwing the gauntlet down to George W. Bush and his "fictitious" war mongering. Now the War has become a quagmire, with both Republicans and Democrats complicit (check the votes in Congress). The Draft may be on the way. So what are you doing going on the Al Franken Show very nearly breaking down when Al Gore (he of the pro NAFTA/GATT, anti-worker, regime-change, Iraq-bombing, lethal sanctions on half a million children Administration) called and thought you were apologizing. You have nothing to apologize for, Michael. Gore has a lot to apologize for-blowing the election he won in Florida and the country as a whole and for blowing, with Bill Clinton, the many opportunities the rich-booming Nineties and the collapse of the Soviet Union gave this country to turn a peace dividend into a pro-worker, pro-environment, pro-consumer and anti-poverty resurgence. Come back and join our Presidential campaign, Michael. Talk to those "Reagan Democrats"-those 35% of union members who still vote Republican and against their own interests-as only you can. Michael, if you go pumping for the Democratic Party this year, just what are you going to say to the unemployed steelworkers near Sparrows Point in Maryland? To the megathousands of laid off textile and furniture workers in North and South Carolina? To the abandoned auto workers waiting and waiting near their empty factories that went to repressive countries? To the millions of blue-collar workers, who fought our wars, only to learn that the two parties won’t fight for their company pensions and health insurance? Are you going to tell them how the Democratic Party pushed through the WTO, let their pensions erode or disappear, were too busy collecting checks from the corporate bosses to pay attention to the corporate crime wave that looted and drained trillions of dollars from millions of workers, their retirement and small investments? Will you tell them that the cowardly Democrats, who couldn’t win the fewer elections they are now not losing without the labor vote, won’t even mount a determined drive to repeal the notorious, union-blocking Taft Hartley Act? How can you be free to be what you are, or to depress Bush’s vote, to jolt into consciousness the moribund Democratic Party? Hey Dude, join your real buddies! The ones you may be thinking about just don’t fit either your message, your vision, or our website VoteNader.org. Come back home Michael. The workers and the youth of America are looking for you. Best regards, Ralph Nader P.S. Will you put this invitation on your website and see how your fans react to Michael Moore returning to the Nader 2004 presidential campaign? Patti Smith will reserve a big singing spot, for you, on the stage for the customary finale, PEOPLE HAVE THE POWER. Wednesday April 14, 2004 Join the Call for an Impeachment Inquiry of Bush and Cheney Help us Get Congress to Take Action You can help the call for an impeachment inquiry of President Bush and Vice President Dick Cheney. Sign our online Petition. http://www.votenader.org/get_involved/impeach.php George W. Bush and Dick Cheney should be impeached for two reasons: They led the United States into an illegal, unconstitutional war in Iraq. They misled the Congress and the American people with five falsehoods that led to war. All it takes is one Member of the House of Representatives to call for an Impeachment Inquiry to start the process to investigate the two grounds. If the House then votes by a simple majority for Articles of Impeachment, the Senate would then undertake a trial of the President and Vice President. They would only be convicted, and impeached, if two-thirds of the Senate agrees. — wrote, "…the people’s war in our country continues to blaze defiantly, expanding, spreading its roots and preparing for newer and higher tasks, guided always by Marxism-Leninism-Maoism, battling for the emancipation of our people for the purpose of and at the service of the world revolution. Thus we are contributing and will contribute to the tasks of the RIM, more and more willing and able to aid in every possible way our glorious common cause: the emancipation of the proletariat and communism prevailing though out the earth. "Comrades, the Communist Party of Peru is part of the Revolutionary Internationalist Movement and feels honored to be so, honored to serve in such a far-reaching and historic vanguard battle, as well as to have the comrades in arms found in our Movement’s ranks; and furthermore, the Party feels fortified and augmented by the repeated expressions of support, of proletarian internationalism, which it receives from the very outstanding fraternal communist parties and organizations, and very especially from the Committee of the Revolutionary Internationalist Movement to which we extend our revolutionary gratitude for its constant encouragement and support. All this, comrades, increases our proletarian internationalist responsibility and our unshakeable commitment to the world revolution and its concrete form today, the Revolutionary Internationalist Movement." NION: ANSWERs Needed Is NION’s financial relationship with IFCO some innocuous charitable funding arrangement? Is it a coincidence that NION donations are funneled through an organization with links to communist and pro-Palestinian groups? Is it a coincidence that NION’s donations are mailed to an organization that has links with Castro? Is it a coincidence that NION is operated by an o
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I know most of these:) I wore a touque but always found the word amusing. Was it/is it French? love Meryl
When I was in a French class, we joked that touque was French for "block heater." Ron — The charter is available at:
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On Mon, 09 Feb 2004 05:20:29 -0800, OB wrote: > sorry," they say, "I didn’t mean to disturb you. It’s just that I’ve > just realised I have to go to Bournemouth." Mostly, they don’t even > bother to get dressed first.
Just where *is* Bournemouth anyway? Is it a good place for Monsters to liove? Monster — Of course I can! I’m British. www.the-monstruum.co.uk
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I guess I’ll have to remove the needle everytime to clean. There is no skimping on the old family recipe when it come to cleaning All airbrushes should be completely disassembled when cleaning them and each part cleaned thoroughly. Work, yes, reliablity of your airbrush when you use it the next time, yes! Some modelers will just "blow out" their airbrushes with thinner or cleaner to "clean" them. This is asking for trouble, sooner or later. Mark
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"Dow" wrote… I could have sworn that I cleaned my airbrush through. What can I do to improve my cleaning? I guess I’ll have to remove the needle everytime to clean. I thought to release the needle for storage but it seems it might make it worst. Seems like the paint would dry and really clog if you don’t leave the needle in. I hope my new eclipse airbrush is tougher than my old thayer one.
Is removing the needle for cleaning that much of a burden? Probably not as much as getting your needle stuck. A thorough cleaning before you put the brush away will always prevent these things from happening. Remove the tip, the air-cup and needle. Clean the parts and the airbrush body (inside and out) then reassemble. It’s not hard and doesn’t take much time. Definitely worth the effort. — hawgeye AH96 BS98 SENS CtNs www.hawgeye.com
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Things always happens to me twice in the same day. I don’t know why. I was airbrushing for a while and then one day my thayer tip got stuck . I used a pliers to pull and twist the needle and got it out. Later I learned nothing was coming through the brush due to the tiny tip being broken off. I learned my lesson here. I went and bought a new tip and a new eclipse airbrush. Now my thayer is stuck again when I put the old tip back on. Even though I learned my lesson, I’m still tempted to use the pliers again. I was dazed over this stuck needle while I was waiting for my expresso maker to steam. I thought to hold the brush under the milk frothing tube at the expresso maker and steamed the tip hot and still didn’t come loose. I thought that was a good idea anyway in case you guys might want to try that. I could have sworn that I cleaned my airbrush through. What can I do to improve my cleaning? I guess I’ll have to remove the needle everytime to clean. I thought to release the needle for storage but it seems it might make it worst. Seems like the paint would dry and really clog if you don’t leave the needle in. I hope my new eclipse airbrush is tougher than my old thayer one. To go deeper into the twilight zone of my life, the sears 15 gallon air compressor broke on the same day. I got an exchange though. Dow http://home.earthlink.net/~thompsonstudios
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Dow, You might find this useful, it is out of the latest Airbrush Action… PRODUCT RECALL- BADGER AIR-BRUSH CO. IS ISSUING A RECALL OF ALL THAYER & CHANDLER OMNI AND VEGA AIRBRUSHES MANUFACTURED AND/OR SOLD SINCE DECEMBER 1, 2001. BADGER AIR-BRUSH CO. HAS BECOME AWARE A NECESSARY REAMING PROCESS WAS NOT DONE ON THESE AIRBRUSHES. THIS REAMING PROCESS CREATES PROPER NEEDLE CLEARANCE WITHIN THE AIRBRUSH. WITHOUT THIS REAMING PROCESS THE NEEDLE WILL STICK WHILE USING MOST ACRYLIC PAINTS (ESPECIALLY TEXTILE PAINTS). IF YOU HAVE PURCHASED A THAYER & CHANDLER VEGA OR OMNI AIRBRUSH SINCE DECEMBER 1, 2001 AND ARE EXPERIENCING A PROBLEM WITH THE NEEDLE STICKING IN THE AIRBRUSH RETURN IT TO BADGER AIR-BRUSH CO. FOR REPAIR AT THE FOLLOWING ADDRESS: OMNI/VEGA RECALL, 9128 W. BELMONT AVE., FRANKLIN PARK, IL, 60131 to reimburse your shipping cost Badger Air-Brush Co. will send you 3 free 2 oz. bottles of createx paint or 3 free 4 oz. bottles of Badger Air-Tex or Air-Opaque paint. Please include a note with your paint preference and return shipping address (no P.O. boxes) with your shipment. SHOULD YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS REGARDING THIS RECALL PLEASE CONTACT BADGER AIR-BRUSH CO. DIRECTLY BY TELEPHONE AT 1(800)222-7553 OR EMAIL AT Jed – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Things always happens to me twice in the same day. I don’t know why. I was airbrushing for a while and then one day my thayer tip got stuck . I used a pliers to pull and twist the needle and got it out. Later I learned nothing was coming through the brush due to the tiny tip being broken off. I learned my lesson here. I went and bought a new tip and a new eclipse airbrush. Now my thayer is stuck again when I put the old tip back on. Even though I learned my lesson, I’m still tempted to use the pliers again. I was dazed over this stuck needle while I was waiting for my expresso maker to steam. I thought to hold the brush under the milk frothing tube at the expresso maker and steamed the tip hot and still didn’t come loose. I thought that was a good idea anyway in case you guys might want to try that. I could have sworn that I cleaned my airbrush through. What can I do to improve my cleaning? I guess I’ll have to remove the needle everytime to clean. I thought to release the needle for storage but it seems it might make it worst. Seems like the paint would dry and really clog if you don’t leave the needle in. I hope my new eclipse airbrush is tougher than my old thayer one. To go deeper into the twilight zone of my life, the sears 15 gallon air compressor broke on the same day. I got an exchange though. Dow http://home.earthlink.net/~thompsonstudios
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wonder about you being allowed to roam freely without a leash or sumthin. :) 
Yea, but he’s sane compared to the folks I work with!!:-)
I pity you then, Jeff, I really do. LOL Gwen
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"Gwenivere" says… Sloopy……you actually write these things or what? No, my keyboard has a mind of its own. I just can’t control it!
Uh huh. And I am supposed to beleive this? I don’t THINK so! wonder about you being allowed to roam freely without a leash or sumthin. :) I’ll have you know
Yes, dear? that K.C. took me for a very nice walk in the park.
Aw, that was nice of K.C. I didn’t pull too much, either, so I got a milk bone. ARF!
Good boy! You keep doing good and you might get a rawhide one of these days. Or better yet, a soup bone of your very own. Gwen
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It ain’t over till it’s over:)
The Inferno (not quite Dante) Sloopy Suess
Couldn’t have picked a better name for you myself. :) ( sure you don’t want Jack Handey? :)
A most emphatic and resounding YES. :) Gwen
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— P.H.O.B.I.A. Off-line NJ Panic/Anxiety support Group http://community.nj.com/cc/phobia If someone listens, or stretches out a hand, or whispers a kind word of encouragement, or attempts to understand a lonely person, extraordinary things begin to happen. ~Loretta Girzatlis~
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – "PHOBIA" says… I’ll keep sending as long as my supply lasts. I guess when you run out, you can always switch to Jack Handey quotes NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!! ::runs off screaming:: Gwen
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"PHOBIA" says… Not to worry. Gwen’s just skeered of Jack Handey quotes, because they come waaay to close to her own reality;)
THEY DO NOT! My reality is more Dr. Suess based and you know it! Gwen
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"Gwenivere" says… NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!! ::runs off screaming:: I posted that just for you, dear 
I knew it, I knew it, I knew it! Damn. Um, would it help if I said I couldn’t get enough of his sage wisdom? Gwen (thinking this is gonna prolly backfire bigtime)
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My reality is more Dr. Suess based and you know it! OK.. LOL! Would you, could you cross the street On your two small chicken feet?
Chicken feet? LOL Thanks for the Suess fix…..I actually made it thru it. No small feat (I will say it for you). :) Gwen
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"Gwenivere" says… LOL Thanks for the Suess fix….. It ain’t over till it’s over:) Soy-Boiled Chicken Feet (From Shirley Geok-lin Lim in Through the Kitchen Window)
Sloopy……you actually write these things or what? I am beginning (HA! Like years ago make that) to wonder about you being allowed to roam freely without a leash or sumthin. :) Gwen
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – "Gwenivere" says… LOL Thanks for the Suess fix….. It ain’t over till it’s over:) Soy-Boiled Chicken Feet (From Shirley Geok-lin Lim in Through the Kitchen Window) Sloopy……you actually write these things or what? I am beginning (HA! Like years ago make that) to wonder about you being allowed to roam freely without a leash or sumthin. :) Gwen
Yea, but he’s sane compared to the folks I work with!!:-) Jeff..
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ROTFLMAO!! Damn I haven’t had a laugh that good in ages! – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – QUOTATIONS FROM A. NONYMOUS ADVICE Always use tasteful words. You may have to eat them. Be consistent–but don’t do it all the time. Be moderate where pleasure is concerned, avoid fatigue. Don’t force it, get a larger hammer. Don’t hate yourself in the morning — sleep till noon. Drive defensively–buy a tank. Earn cash in your spare time — blackmail friends. Follow your dream! Unless it’s the one where you’re at work in your underwear in a fire drill. Hard work will pay off later. Laziness will pay off now. If you don’t change your direction, you may end up where you were headed. If you’re not part of the solution, be part of the problem! Let not the sands of time get in your lunch. Never lick a gift horse in the mouth. Screw up your life, you’ve screwed everything else up. Wasting time is an important part of life. When all else fails, read the instructions. When in doubt, don’t bother. Work 8 hours, sleep 8 hours; but not the same 8 hours. ANIMALS To a dog, you’re one of the family. To a cat, you’re one of the help. To cats, people are just furniture that does tricks. Want a mental challenge? Try herding cats! COMPUTERS Bad Command or File Name. Good try, though. Back up my hard drive? How do I put it in reverse? BATCH – A group, kinda like a herd. Computer hackers do it all night long. Computer modelers simulate it first. Computer programmers don’t byte, they nybble a bit. Computer programmers know how to use their hardware. Computers are not intelligent. They only think they are. Computers make very fast, very accurate mistakes. Do something unusual today. Accomplish work on the computer. Documentation is like sex: When it’s good, it’s fantastic, when it’s not… Don’t anthropomorphize computers–they hate it. Error: Keyboard not attached. Press F1 to continue. Help support helpless victims of computer error. I hit the CTRL key but I’m still not in control! Intel has just announced its next chip: the Repentium. It works better if you plug it in. Pentiums melt in your PC, not in your hand. Press any key to continue or any other key to quit… SQWERTY – Computer keyboard sized down for use by children. The attention span of a computer is as long as its electrical cord. Those who can’t write, write help files. To be, or not to be, those are the parameters. To err is human, to really foul things up requires a computer. Who is General Failure and why is he reading my disk? Windows: Just another pane in the glass. DEATH Death is life’s way of telling you you’ve been fired. Death is Nature’s way of saying ’slow down’. DRINK 24 hours in a day, 24 beers in a case. Coincidence? Beer–it’s not just for breakfast anymore. Draft beer, not people! Friends don’t let friends drink light beer. If I saved all the money I’ve spent on beer, I’d spend it on beer. Life is too short to drink cheap beer. EXERCISE Eat right, exercise regularly, die anyway. Health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die. I don’t exercise at all. If God meant us to touch our toes, he would have put them further up our body. I have flabby thighs, but fortunately my stomach covers them. I have to exercise in the morning before my brain figures out what I’m doing. I joined a health club last year, spent about 400 bucks. Haven’t lost a pound. Apparently, you have to show up. I like long walks, especially when they are taken by people who annoy me. If you are going to try cross-country skiing, start with a small country. The advantage of exercising every day is that you die healthier. The only reason I would take up jogging is so that I could hear heavy breathing again. MEN Talking to a man is like trying to saddle a cow. It’s hard as hell, and really, what’s the point? RELIGION And Jesus said unto them, "And whom do you say that I am?" They replied, "You are the eschatological manifestation of the ground of our being, the ontological foundation of the context of our very selfhood revealed." And Jesus replied, "What?" God didn’t create the world in 7 days. He pulled an all-nighter on the 6th. "Bother!" said Pooh, as he died in a pool of blood. A clean desk is a sign of a cluttered desk drawer. A closed mouth gathers no feet. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a cash advance. A king’s castle is his home. A penny saved is ridiculous. All that glitters has a high refractive index. Ambition a poor excuse for not having enough sense to be lazy. Anarchy is better than no government at all. Any small object when dropped will hide under a larger object. At work, the authority of a person is inversely proportional to the number of pens the person is carrying. Automobile – A mechanical device that runs up hills and down people. Brain — the apparatus with which we think that we think. CLEARASOL – Effective sunspot remover. Cogito, ergo Hormel–I think, therefore I Spam. Courage is your greatest present need. Entropy isn’t what it used to be. Fairy tales: horror stories for children to get them use to reality. Familiarity breeds children. Give me ambiguity or give me something else. Going the speed of light is bad for your age. Hi Ho, Hi Ho, it’s Hand Grenades we throw! He who hesitates is sometimes saved. History does not repeat itself, — historians merely repeat each other. I think, therefore I am overqualified. I think, therefore I am… dangerous. I’d insult you, but you’re not bright enough to notice. If at first you don’t succeed, destroy all evidence that you tried. If Man were meant to use the metric system, Jesus would have had 10 disciples. If things get any worse, I’ll have to ask you to stop helping me. I’m not FOR apathy, and I’m not AGAINST it. I’m so poor, I can’t even pay attention! It’s a dirty job, but someone’s gotta pawn it off on someone else. It’s not hard to meet expenses, they’re everywhere. KODACLONE – duplicating film. Madness takes its toll. Please have exact change. Mediocrity thrives on standardization. MOP AND GLOW – Floor wax used by Three Mile Island cleanup team. Of the choice of two evils, I pick the one I’ve never tried before. (Re-wording of a Mae West statement, I believe. Is A. Nonymous a plagiarist?) Old MacDonald had an agricultural real estate tax abatement. QUARKBAR – the candy with flavour and charm. QUASIMOTO – 4 wheeled hard-top moped made in France. Quidquid latine dictum sit, altum viditur. (Whatever is said in Latin sounds profound.)–fortune Quoting one is plagiarism. Quoting many is research. Reality’s the only obstacle to happiness. Some grow with responsibility, others just swell. The only difference between a rut and a grave is the depth. The road to success is always under construction. Today is the last day of your life so far. TRAPEZOID – A device for catching zoids. Xerox does it again and again and again and… — Sloopy:)
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Hi Cathy, Thank you again for another story…:) I’m starting to really enjoy these warm mushy feeling things..lol..please keep them coming..:) All the best, Peace, Harold – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Hi, Cathy, Another wonderful and inspiring tale… Thanks! smiles, Elise THE PICKLE JAR The pickle jar as far back as I can remember sat on the floor beside the dresser in my parents’ bedroom. When he got ready for bed, Dad would empty his pockets and toss his coins into the jar. As a small boy I was always fascinated at the sounds the coins made as they were dropped into the jar. They landed with a merry jingle when the jar was almost empty. Then the tones gradually muted to a dull thud as the jar was filled. I used to squat on the floor in front of the jar and admire the copper and silver circles that glinted like a pirate’s treasure when the sun poured through the bedroom window. When the jar was filled, Dad would sit at the kitchen table and roll the coins before taking them to the bank. Taking the coins to the bank was always a big production. Stacked neatly in a small cardboard box, the coins were placed between Dad and me on the seat of his old truck. Each and every time, as we drove to the bank, Dad would look at me hopefully. "Those coins are going to keep you out of the textile mill, son. You’re going to do better than me. This old mill town’s not going to hold you back." Also, each and every time, as he slid the box of rolled coins across the counter at the bank toward the cashier, he would grin proudly. "These are for my son’s college fund. He’ll never work at the mill all his life like me." We would always celebrate each deposit by stopping for an ice cream cone. I always got chocolate. Dad always got vanilla. When the clerk at the ice cream parlor handed Dad his change, he would show me the few coins nestled in his palm. "When we get home, we’ll start filling the jar again." He always let me drop the first coins into the empty jar. As they rattled around with a brief, happy jingle, we grinned at each other. "You’ll get to college on pennies, nickels, dimes and quarters,"! he said. "But you’ll get there. I’ll see to that." The years passed, and I finished college and took a job in another town. Once, while visiting my parents, I used the phone in their bedroom, and noticed that the pickle jar was gone. It had served its purpose and had been removed. A lump rose in my throat as I stared at the spot beside the dresser where the jar had always stood. My dad was a man of few words, and never lectured me on the values of determination, perseverance, and faith. The pickle jar had taught me all these virtues far more eloquently than the most flowery of words could have done. When I married, I told my wife Susan about the significant part the lowly pickle jar had played in my life as a boy. In my mind, it defined, more than anything else, how much my dad had loved me. No matter how rough things got at home, Dad continued to doggedly drop his coins into the jar. Even the summer when Dad got laid off from the mill, and Mama had to serve dried beans several times a week, not a single dime was taken from the jar. To the contrary, as Dad looked across the table at me, pouring catsup over my beans to make them more palatable, he became more determined than ever to make a way out for me. "When you finish college, Son," he told me, his eyes glistening, "You’ll never have to eat beans again…unless you want to." The first Christmas after our daughter Jessica was born, we spent the holiday with my parents. After dinner, Mom and Dad sat next to each other on the sofa, taking turns cuddling their first grandchild. Jessica began to whimper softly, and Susan took her from Dad’s arms. "She probably needs to be changed," she said, carrying the baby into my parents’ bedroom to diaper her. When Susan came back into the living room, there was a strange mist in her eyes. She handed Jessica back to Dad before taking my hand and leading me into the room. "Look," she said softly, her eyes directing me to a spot on the floor beside the dresser. To my amazement, there, as if it had never been removed, stood the old pickle jar, the bottom already covered with coins. I walked over to the pickle jar, dug down into my pocket, and pulled out a fistful of coins. With a gamut of emotions choking me, I dropped the coins into the jar. I looked up and saw that Dad, carrying Jessica, had slipped quietly into the room. Our eyes locked, and I knew he was feeling the same emotions I felt. Neither one of us could speak. This truely touched my heart…..I know it has yours as well. Sometimes we are so busy adding up our troubles that we forget to count our blessing Sorrow looks back. Worry looks around. Faith looks UP!! ~ Author Unknown
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"PHOBIA" says… I’ll keep sending as long as my supply lasts. I guess when you run out, you can always switch to Jack Handey quotes
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!! ::runs off screaming:: Gwen
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HI Harold, I’m very happy you like them and I’ll keep sending as long as my supply lasts. Love Cathy — P.H.O.B.I.A. Off-line NJ Panic/Anxiety support Group http://community.nj.com/cc/phobia If someone listens, or stretches out a hand, or whispers a kind word of encouragement, or attempts to understand a lonely person, extraordinary things begin to happen. ~Loretta Girzatlis~ – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Hi Cathy, Thank you again for another story…:) I’m starting to really enjoy these warm mushy feeling things..lol..please keep them coming..:) All the best, Peace, Harold Hi, Cathy, Another wonderful and inspiring tale… Thanks! smiles, Elise THE PICKLE JAR The pickle jar as far back as I can remember sat on the floor beside the dresser in my parents’ bedroom. When he got ready for bed, Dad would empty his pockets and toss his coins into the jar. As a small boy I was always fascinated at the sounds the coins made as they were dropped into the jar. They landed with a merry jingle when the jar was almost empty. Then the tones gradually muted to a dull thud as the jar was filled. I used to squat on the floor in front of the jar and admire the copper and silver circles that glinted like a pirate’s treasure when the sun poured through the bedroom window. When the jar was filled, Dad would sit at the kitchen table and roll the coins before taking them to the bank. Taking the coins to the bank was always a big production. Stacked neatly in a small cardboard box, the coins were placed between Dad and me on the seat of his old truck. Each and every time, as we drove to the bank, Dad would look at me hopefully. "Those coins are going to keep you out of the textile mill, son. You’re going to do better than me. This old mill town’s not going to hold you back." Also, each and every time, as he slid the box of rolled coins across the counter at the bank toward the cashier, he would grin proudly. "These are for my son’s college fund. He’ll never work at the mill all his life like me." We would always celebrate each deposit by stopping for an ice cream cone. I always got chocolate. Dad always got vanilla. When the clerk at the ice cream parlor handed Dad his change, he would show me the few coins nestled in his palm. "When we get home, we’ll start filling the jar again." He always let me drop the first coins into the empty jar. As they rattled around with a brief, happy jingle, we grinned at each other. "You’ll get to college on pennies, nickels, dimes and quarters,"! he said. "But you’ll get there. I’ll see to that." The years passed, and I finished college and took a job in another town. Once, while visiting my parents, I used the phone in their bedroom, and noticed that the pickle jar was gone. It had served its purpose and had been removed. A lump rose in my throat as I stared at the spot beside the dresser where the jar had always stood. My dad was a man of few words, and never lectured me on the values of determination, perseverance, and faith. The pickle jar had taught me all these virtues far more eloquently than the most flowery of words could have done. When I married, I told my wife Susan about the significant part the lowly pickle jar had played in my life as a boy. In my mind, it defined, more than anything else, how much my dad had loved me. No matter how rough things got at home, Dad continued to doggedly drop his coins into the jar. Even the summer when Dad got laid off from the mill, and Mama had to serve dried beans several times a week, not a single dime was taken from the jar. To the contrary, as Dad looked across the table at me, pouring catsup over my beans to make them more palatable, he became more determined than ever to make a way out for me. "When you finish college, Son," he told me, his eyes glistening, "You’ll never have to eat beans again…unless you want to." The first Christmas after our daughter Jessica was born, we spent the holiday with my parents. After dinner, Mom and Dad sat next to each other on the sofa, taking turns cuddling their first grandchild. Jessica began to whimper softly, and Susan took her from Dad’s arms. "She probably needs to be changed," she said, carrying the baby into my parents’ bedroom to diaper her. When Susan came back into the living room, there was a strange mist in her eyes. She handed Jessica back to Dad before taking my hand and leading me into the room. "Look," she said softly, her eyes directing me to a spot on the floor beside the dresser. To my amazement, there, as if it had never been removed, stood the old pickle jar, the bottom already covered with coins. I walked over to the pickle jar, dug down into my pocket, and pulled out a fistful of coins. With a gamut of emotions choking me, I dropped the coins into the jar. I looked up and saw that Dad, carrying Jessica, had slipped quietly into the room. Our eyes locked, and I knew he was feeling the same emotions I felt. Neither one of us could speak. This truely touched my heart…..I know it has yours as well. Sometimes we are so busy adding up our troubles that we forget to count our blessing Sorrow looks back. Worry looks around. Faith looks UP!! ~ Author Unknown
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Hi, Cathy, Another wonderful and inspiring tale… Thanks! smiles, Elise
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – THE PICKLE JAR The pickle jar as far back as I can remember sat on the floor beside the dresser in my parents’ bedroom. When he got ready for bed, Dad would empty his pockets and toss his coins into the jar. As a small boy I was always fascinated at the sounds the coins made as they were dropped into the jar. They landed with a merry jingle when the jar was almost empty. Then the tones gradually muted to a dull thud as the jar was filled. I used to squat on the floor in front of the jar and admire the copper and silver circles that glinted like a pirate’s treasure when the sun poured through the bedroom window. When the jar was filled, Dad would sit at the kitchen table and roll the coins before taking them to the bank. Taking the coins to the bank was always a big production. Stacked neatly in a small cardboard box, the coins were placed between Dad and me on the seat of his old truck. Each and every time, as we drove to the bank, Dad would look at me hopefully. "Those coins are going to keep you out of the textile mill, son. You’re going to do better than me. This old mill town’s not going to hold you back." Also, each and every time, as he slid the box of rolled coins across the counter at the bank toward the cashier, he would grin proudly. "These are for my son’s college fund. He’ll never work at the mill all his life like me." We would always celebrate each deposit by stopping for an ice cream cone. I always got chocolate. Dad always got vanilla. When the clerk at the ice cream parlor handed Dad his change, he would show me the few coins nestled in his palm. "When we get home, we’ll start filling the jar again." He always let me drop the first coins into the empty jar. As they rattled around with a brief, happy jingle, we grinned at each other. "You’ll get to college on pennies, nickels, dimes and quarters,"! he said. "But you’ll get there. I’ll see to that." The years passed, and I finished college and took a job in another town. Once, while visiting my parents, I used the phone in their bedroom, and noticed that the pickle jar was gone. It had served its purpose and had been removed. A lump rose in my throat as I stared at the spot beside the dresser where the jar had always stood. My dad was a man of few words, and never lectured me on the values of determination, perseverance, and faith. The pickle jar had taught me all these virtues far more eloquently than the most flowery of words could have done. When I married, I told my wife Susan about the significant part the lowly pickle jar had played in my life as a boy. In my mind, it defined, more than anything else, how much my dad had loved me. No matter how rough things got at home, Dad continued to doggedly drop his coins into the jar. Even the summer when Dad got laid off from the mill, and Mama had to serve dried beans several times a week, not a single dime was taken from the jar. To the contrary, as Dad looked across the table at me, pouring catsup over my beans to make them more palatable, he became more determined than ever to make a way out for me. "When you finish college, Son," he told me, his eyes glistening, "You’ll never have to eat beans again…unless you want to." The first Christmas after our daughter Jessica was born, we spent the holiday with my parents. After dinner, Mom and Dad sat next to each other on the sofa, taking turns cuddling their first grandchild. Jessica began to whimper softly, and Susan took her from Dad’s arms. "She probably needs to be changed," she said, carrying the baby into my parents’ bedroom to diaper her. When Susan came back into the living room, there was a strange mist in her eyes. She handed Jessica back to Dad before taking my hand and leading me into the room. "Look," she said softly, her eyes directing me to a spot on the floor beside the dresser. To my amazement, there, as if it had never been removed, stood the old pickle jar, the bottom already covered with coins. I walked over to the pickle jar, dug down into my pocket, and pulled out a fistful of coins. With a gamut of emotions choking me, I dropped the coins into the jar. I looked up and saw that Dad, carrying Jessica, had slipped quietly into the room. Our eyes locked, and I knew he was feeling the same emotions I felt. Neither one of us could speak. This truely touched my heart…..I know it has yours as well. Sometimes we are so busy adding up our troubles that we forget to count our blessing Sorrow looks back. Worry looks around. Faith looks UP!! ~ Author Unknown
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THE PICKLE JAR The pickle jar as far back as I can remember sat on the floor beside the dresser in my parents’ bedroom. When he got ready for bed, Dad would empty his pockets and toss his coins into the jar. As a small boy I was always fascinated at the sounds the coins made as they were dropped into the jar. They landed with a merry jingle when the jar was almost empty. Then the tones gradually muted to a dull thud as the jar was filled. I used to squat on the floor in front of the jar and admire the copper and silver circles that glinted like a pirate’s treasure when the sun poured through the bedroom window. When the jar was filled, Dad would sit at the kitchen table and roll the coins before taking them to the bank. Taking the coins to the bank was always a big production. Stacked neatly in a small cardboard box, the coins were placed between Dad and me on the seat of his old truck. Each and every time, as we drove to the bank, Dad would look at me hopefully. "Those coins are going to keep you out of the textile mill, son. You’re going to do better than me. This old mill town’s not going to hold you back." Also, each and every time, as he slid the box of rolled coins across the counter at the bank toward the cashier, he would grin proudly. "These are for my son’s college fund. He’ll never work at the mill all his life like me." We would always celebrate each deposit by stopping for an ice cream cone. I always got chocolate. Dad always got vanilla. When the clerk at the ice cream parlor handed Dad his change, he would show me the few coins nestled in his palm. "When we get home, we’ll start filling the jar again." He always let me drop the first coins into the empty jar. As they rattled around with a brief, happy jingle, we grinned at each other. "You’ll get to college on pennies, nickels, dimes and quarters,"! he said. "But you’ll get there. I’ll see to that." The years passed, and I finished college and took a job in another town. Once, while visiting my parents, I used the phone in their bedroom, and noticed that the pickle jar was gone. It had served its purpose and had been removed. A lump rose in my throat as I stared at the spot beside the dresser where the jar had always stood. My dad was a man of few words, and never lectured me on the values of determination, perseverance, and faith. The pickle jar had taught me all these virtues far more eloquently than the most flowery of words could have done. When I married, I told my wife Susan about the significant part the lowly pickle jar had played in my life as a boy. In my mind, it defined, more than anything else, how much my dad had loved me. No matter how rough things got at home, Dad continued to doggedly drop his coins into the jar. Even the summer when Dad got laid off from the mill, and Mama had to serve dried beans several times a week, not a single dime was taken from the jar. To the contrary, as Dad looked across the table at me, pouring catsup over my beans to make them more palatable, he became more determined than ever to make a way out for me. "When you finish college, Son," he told me, his eyes glistening, "You’ll never have to eat beans again…unless you want to." The first Christmas after our daughter Jessica was born, we spent the holiday with my parents. After dinner, Mom and Dad sat next to each other on the sofa, taking turns cuddling their first grandchild. Jessica began to whimper softly, and Susan took her from Dad’s arms. "She probably needs to be changed," she said, carrying the baby into my parents’ bedroom to diaper her. When Susan came back into the living room, there was a strange mist in her eyes. She handed Jessica back to Dad before taking my hand and leading me into the room. "Look," she said softly, her eyes directing me to a spot on the floor beside the dresser. To my amazement, there, as if it had never been removed, stood the old pickle jar, the bottom already covered with coins. I walked over to the pickle jar, dug down into my pocket, and pulled out a fistful of coins. With a gamut of emotions choking me, I dropped the coins into the jar. I looked up and saw that Dad, carrying Jessica, had slipped quietly into the room. Our eyes locked, and I knew he was feeling the same emotions I felt. Neither one of us could speak. This truely touched my heart…..I know it has yours as well. Sometimes we are so busy adding up our troubles that we forget to count our blessing Sorrow looks back. Worry looks around. Faith looks UP!! ~ Author Unknown
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When I was a teenager back in the ’70’s, my friends and I would go to a local theater that played underground movies at midnight. We’d watch "Reefer Madness", and movies like it, and smoke Thai stick (right in the theatre, they never hassled us about it), when it still came on a stick. Now that I have MS, I don’t smoke anymore. Unfortunatly, it just makes my MS symptoms worse. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -jdgargoyle wrote: > (snip) > the film Reefer Madness….pure propaganda.
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A Brief History of Hemp "The hemp plant is the most versatile crop in the entire plant kingdom and has shown its uses throughout history. The first book was written in China on Hemp paper, and our country was founded on hemp. George Washington was the largest hemp farmer in the world during the late 1700’s and Thomas Jefferson called on farmers to "plant hemp seed, not tobacco", in fact, hemp was legal tender for almost 200 years in the United States, that’s right, you could even pay your taxes with hemp! The current laws against the cultivation of Hemp can be attributed to three men, Henry J. Anslinger, Lammont DuPont, and William Randolph Hearst, who made growing hemp illegal. Anslinger was the head of the Federal Bureau of Narcotics, DuPont and Hearst were the owners of the largest chemical company and newspaper, respectively. Hearst began printing outlandish stories with headlines such as "Marijuana goads user to blood lust" and "Hotel clerk identifies Marijuana smoker as gunman". He also took advantage of the country’s prejudice against blacks and immigrants by printing that marijuana crazed negroes were raping white women and by painting pictures of lazy, pot smoking Mexicans. DuPont’s banker Andrew Mellon who happened to be Secretary of the Treasury under Herbert Hoover, also had a nephew-in-law, Henry Anslinger, who had the Marijuana Tax Law of 1937 passed allowing munitions maker DuPont to supply synthetic fibers for the domestic economy without competition. These men succeeded in a conspiracy which ultimately added to the destruction of the environment, by them producing plastic and paper where hemp could have been more beneficial. In 1991 DuPont was still the largest producer of man-made fibers, while no citizen has legally harvested a single acre of textile grade hemp in over 50 years. The standard fiber of world history, America’s traditional crop, hemp, could provide our textiles, paper and be the premier source for cellulose. The war industries DuPont, Allied Chemical, Monsanto, and others are protected from competition by the marijuana laws and they make war on the natural cycle and the common farmer. Remember this Hemp has been around far longer than synthetic substances and has endured much controversy, it is also 100% natural and is much better for our environment, you can not get high off of hemp it is not marijuana, I know too bad right. But it still has many other uses and many that have yet to be discovered, can you imagine if they put as much time and research into Hemp as they have into plastic and arresting people using marijuana? Imagine the bevy of uses they would have for it now." It’s a great puzzle but you’ve gotta like games. ;>) Shell
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Hi shell Kind of makes you nauseous eh? A huge conspiracy it was/is….don’t forget about the film Reefer Madness….pure propaganda. The underlying issue of why MJ is illegal and Hemp is not used is for pure profit for a few individuals at the expense of our environment. Greed certainly is ugly. I think the world is waking up…albeit slowly, but waking up. People are more environmentally conscious, MJ is being legalized for medicinal use in an increasing number of states, and the younger crowd…like my 12 yr. olds generation is discovering the lies. Funny to see her come home from school and look up a historical event on the internet….look at many sites and come to the conclusion that ok than, if that’s what they want to believe and answers questions on tests and things accordingly. She is a 7th grader, part of the braniac classes and just shakes her head knowing at this time, no one wants to hear a 12 year old go off about the lies, except mom and dad that is : ) Things will change, I am hopeful of that. And YES both of my children 9 on Halloween and 13 near Christmas….both strong headed intelligent females, know that their parents use MJ. We did it through education…sending them sites to review and make decisions about it on their own. The sites contained the good and bad about MJ use. We also stressed that we are ahead of the times with our attitude…supporting the use of hemp in all it’s uses knowing it is friendlier to the environment, a win win situation. We also stressed the importance of secrecy and the consequences we could face by thinking out of the box. I am glad we did it this way…honesty will almost always will in my opinion. We of course do NOT subject them to second hand smoke…we cannot decide that for them. So far, so good. They understand how it helps moms MS, herniated discs, fibro, blah blah blah and Dad’s herniated disc. They also have questioned the fact MJ is illegal and doesn’t generally kill. Alcohol is legal and does kill, is highly addictive, damaging in many physical and psychological ways. As my logical youngest would say in a Homer Simpson voice…."Doh!!!" Take Care : ) JulieD Happiness is 9/10ths perception and 1/10th reality – - Unknown "Shell" <smin…@epix.net> wrote in message
news:3BD850B3.D6391145@epix.net… – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> A Brief History of Hemp > "The hemp plant is the most versatile crop in the entire plant kingdom > and has shown its uses throughout > history. The first book was written in China on Hemp paper, and our > country was founded on hemp. George > Washington was the largest hemp farmer in the world during the late > 1700’s and Thomas Jefferson called on > farmers to "plant hemp seed, not tobacco", in fact, hemp was legal > tender for almost 200 years in the United > States, that’s right, you could even pay your taxes with hemp! > The current laws against the cultivation of Hemp can be attributed to > three men, Henry J. Anslinger, > Lammont DuPont, and William Randolph Hearst, who made growing hemp > illegal. Anslinger was the head > of the Federal Bureau of Narcotics, DuPont and Hearst were the owners > of the largest chemical company > and newspaper, respectively. Hearst began printing outlandish stories > with headlines such as "Marijuana > goads user to blood lust" and "Hotel clerk identifies Marijuana smoker > as gunman". He also took advantage > of the country’s prejudice against blacks and immigrants by printing > that marijuana crazed negroes were > raping white women and by painting pictures of lazy, pot smoking > Mexicans. DuPont’s banker Andrew > Mellon who happened to be Secretary of the Treasury under Herbert > Hoover, also had a nephew-in-law, > Henry Anslinger, who had the Marijuana Tax Law of 1937 passed allowing > munitions maker DuPont to > supply synthetic fibers for the domestic economy without competition. > These men succeeded in a conspiracy which ultimately added to the > destruction of the environment, by them > producing plastic and paper where hemp could have been more > beneficial. In 1991 DuPont was still the > largest producer of man-made fibers, while no citizen has legally > harvested a single acre of textile grade > hemp in over 50 years. The standard fiber of world history, America’s > traditional crop, hemp, could provide > our textiles, paper and be the premier source for cellulose. The war > industries DuPont, Allied Chemical, > Monsanto, and others are protected from competition by the marijuana > laws and they make war on the > natural cycle and the common farmer. > Remember this Hemp has been around far longer than synthetic substances > and has endured much > controversy, it is also 100% natural and is much better for our > environment, you can not get high off of hemp > it is not marijuana, I know too bad right. But it still has many other > uses and many that have yet to be > discovered, can you imagine if they put as much time and research into > Hemp as they have into plastic and arresting people using marijuana? > Imagine the bevy of uses they would have for it now." > It’s a great puzzle but you’ve gotta like games. > ;>) > Shell
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Thanks for the info folks.The Badger 360 sounds like a good brush as well as a good price at $80.00 American.I’m looking at at least $200.00 Canadian for a new one here in Vancouver.Thanks again for your input. O.B.
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Michael V, I have never used an Eclipse, but I do know that my Badger 360 works better for "me" on t-shirts and such than my HP-C does. It does "ok" on illustrations, where as my HP-C is better. It’s all personal opinion. Kinda like golf clubs. You can have the best set of clubs with all the latest golf fashions and accessories but still suck and get blown off the course by some hot shot with a set of K-Mart All Pro’s. Just my 2 cents, Gary – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – The Iwata Eclipse is only $79 US with a 10′ hose and it blows that Badger away. Mike Thanks for the info folks.The Badger 360 sounds like a good brush as well as a good price at $80.00 American.I’m looking at at least $200.00 Canadian for a new one here in Vancouver.Thanks again for your input. O.B.
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The Iwata Eclipse is only $79 US with a 10′ hose and it blows that Badger away. Mike – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Thanks for the info folks.The Badger 360 sounds like a good brush as well as a good price at $80.00 American.I’m looking at at least $200.00 Canadian for a new one here in Vancouver.Thanks again for your input. O.B.
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I would agree Gary since the HP-C is an illustration airbrush, not a textile one. The Eclipse is superior in all aspects to the other textile airbrushes out there in terms of quality, fine line ability, and the needles are better built. My $.02 Mike – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Michael V, I have never used an Eclipse, but I do know that my Badger 360 works better for "me" on t-shirts and such than my HP-C does. It does "ok" on illustrations, where as my HP-C is better. It’s all personal opinion. Kinda like golf clubs. You can have the best set of clubs with all the latest golf fashions and accessories but still suck and get blown off the course by some hot shot with a set of K-Mart All Pro’s. Just my 2 cents, Gary The Iwata Eclipse is only $79 US with a 10′ hose and it blows that Badger away. Mike Thanks for the info folks.The Badger 360 sounds like a good brush as well as a good price at $80.00 American.I’m looking at at least $200.00 Canadian for a new one here in Vancouver.Thanks again for your input. O.B.
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I reported to the fire department at 6:10 in the morning that I could see a small flame coming from the boiler room of the local flower shop. The firemen and a fire truck was en-route from one station to another and it was about half-way between the two. At this point, the fire truck and firemen were closest to the flower shop and it took less than 5 minutes to be there. I still had papers to deliver and the majority of my time was consumed in walking the route where there was apartment buildings. When I was done, 6:46 am, the fire department was still standing on the street waiting for the utility department to disconnect the power from the pole before they sprayed any water on the blaze. By this time, the fire had completely engulfed the boiler room and was working on adjacent rooms. The boiler room was just a wood frame room with the boiler in it. The entire electrical power for the flower shop came through the breaker panel in this room. I asked my friend, Jim Younger (went to high school with him) on the North Washington fire department why they had not put any water on the fire yet, but was only keeping it contained to the boiler room as they kept the roof wet to adjacent buildings. He said that the electrical power had to be disconnected before they could kill the fire with water. If it went to other rooms, they could kill the fire there, so it was contained to the boiler room. At 7:56 am, I watched the utility company drop the wires from the pole and at 8:03 the fire was out. (It was a small room about the size of a one car garage. You say you’re a fireman or on a volunteer force. You know about fires and that a fire hose is just a large garden hose. Go get your garden hose, better yet your fire hose and when you are at the station, spray down your inside breaker panel. Remember, an inside panel does not need to be rain safe. Put the spryer nozzle on it and go see if you get a shock. Think I’m stupid or don’t know? I would bet there isn’t anyone out there that would do that because they know that they could get shocked well from this as well as it start more fires. Woody Read All About How To Build An Inexpensive Dust Collector Separator Lid At: http://community.webtv.net/WoodworkerJoe/buildadustcollector Murphy’s Woodworking Laws – Updated Frequently http://community.webtv.net/WoodworkerJoe/MurphysWoodworking
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Dry-chem is hard on circuit boards. The preferred suppressant for electronics is (was) Halon. Since this is a CFC, it is not being sold either as a system recharge or in new systems. CO2 can be a little spendy for even pro shops. All said and done, sprinklers with a water alarm (to let you know that sprinkler(s) are flowing) will be the most cost effective.
There are also sprinkler heads that shut off when the temp drops back down, this helps reduce water damage over the ones that melt and are always on.
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interesting but not surprising, your posts have absolutely nothing to do with my original question.
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – I don’t recommend it, but Dad was an auto mechanic. He smoked a pipe and threw the lit matches into the open pan of gasoline that we used for cleaning parts. It wasn’t until I took physical chemistry in engineering school that I could explain why the gasoline didn’t catch fire. In the air above the pan the dilution was so great that the vapor was too lean to burn. Then the vapor right atop the liquid was too rich to burn and the match was put out in the liquid. Later in a DuPont semiworks we were using a lot of benzene in a wide open high-ceilinged room. We got a flammable mixture detector and finally got an indication of flammability when we put the probe right above a puddle of benzene. Now, enclosed, poorly ventilated areas can cause accumulations of vapors that can produce flammable mixtures. and flammable liquids part. However – I know of no fire departments that will not initiate an agressive attack immediately unless there are mitigating circumstances. In my 15 years we have NEVER waited for the utility to drop fuses or pull a meter – interior attacks generally take place using an adjustable nozzle set on a fog pattern. Since you weren’t hanging onto the nozzle, I would take your statement regarding that as an anecdote from somone that just doesn’t know much. You’re (and your friends) ideas regarding flammable liquids just serve to reinforce that. For over 30 years I have preferred Varsol or similar (generic name is solvent 3139) because it has a higher flashpoint and contains less aromatics – meaning it doesn’t smell quite so strong. Diesel fuel and kerosene are very similar (kerosene contains no wax – diesel fuel varying amounts depending on seasonal blend). It is not the liquid from these substances that burns – it is the vapours produced by them. One of these days, your friend will require skin grafts. At least you were right about dry chem being similar to baking soda – both in texture and chemical composition. It is sold under different trade names and contains varying amounts of other additives to aid in extinguishing and shelf life, etc. — Jim Warman The fire department won’t put an ounce of water on a fire until they have shut off the main breaker of electricity.
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I don’t recommend it, but Dad was an auto mechanic. He smoked a pipe and threw the lit matches into the open pan of gasoline that we used for cleaning parts. It wasn’t until I took physical chemistry in engineering school that I could explain why the gasoline didn’t catch fire. In the air above the pan the dilution was so great that the vapor was too lean to burn. Then the vapor right atop the liquid was too rich to burn and the match was put out in the liquid. Later in a DuPont semiworks we were using a lot of benzene in a wide open high-ceilinged room. We got a flammable mixture detector and finally got an indication of flammability when we put the probe right above a puddle of benzene. Now, enclosed, poorly ventilated areas can cause accumulations of vapors that can produce flammable mixtures. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – flammable liquids part. However – I know of no fire departments that will not initiate an agressive attack immediately unless there are mitigating circumstances. In my 15 years we have NEVER waited for the utility to drop fuses or pull a meter – interior attacks generally take place using an adjustable nozzle set on a fog pattern. Since you weren’t hanging onto the nozzle, I would take your statement regarding that as an anecdote from somone that just doesn’t know much. You’re (and your friends) ideas regarding flammable liquids just serve to reinforce that. For over 30 years I have preferred Varsol or similar (generic name is solvent 3139) because it has a higher flashpoint and contains less aromatics – meaning it doesn’t smell quite so strong. Diesel fuel and kerosene are very similar (kerosene contains no wax – diesel fuel varying amounts depending on seasonal blend). It is not the liquid from these substances that burns – it is the vapours produced by them. One of these days, your friend will require skin grafts. At least you were right about dry chem being similar to baking soda – both in texture and chemical composition. It is sold under different trade names and contains varying amounts of other additives to aid in extinguishing and shelf life, etc. — Jim Warman The fire department won’t put an ounce of water on a fire until they have shut off the main breaker of electricity.
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For fires involving wood, paper, etc., the better choice IS water…. Dry-chem is much better suited to flammable liquid fires. As for clean up after the fact – it is much easier to dry something out than it is to clean up that powder (you thought sawdust was bad….). As I recall from my Plant fire marshal days, dry Chemical is very tough on electronics.
If it’s a substantial fire, water can easily generate a truly nasty cloud of corrosive vapor. (That’s why the best fire safes are gasketed; if that stuff gets to your floppies, backup tapes, photographs or even paper documents, it may not matter if the temperature inside the safe stays low.) It will generally attack things several feet off the floor, incidentally, since it’s most active when hot and it rises when hot. Still, as has been pointed out, water is what the fire department is likely to use once they get there, so… Just be prepared to clean things off as soon as possible, not just dry them back out. -Wm
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The fire department won’t put an ounce of water on a fire until they have shut off the main breaker of electricity. I watched a small fire in a boiler room of a flower shop burn into a large blaze and almost consume the room. The fire department was there in less than 3 minutes after it was reported by me and yet because the electric panel was in the same room, they had to wait for over an hour for the utility company to disconnect the lines from the pole before they could put any water on the fire. REASON: If they put any water on the electric circuits, they could start more fires by shorting. Dry chemical is likened to powdered baking soda. Use that on an engine fire around the carburetor sometime and see how well your engine runs. Instead of using kerosene to clean car parts, use diesel fuel. I worked in a shop with a friend who smoked. He used a 1/2 full, 5 gallon can of diesel fuel to extinguish his lit cigarettes in. Woody Read All About How To Build An Inexpensive Dust Collector Sepapator Lid At: http://community.webtv.net/WoodworkerJoe/buildadustcollector Murphy’s Woodworking Laws – Updated Frequently http://community.webtv.net/WoodworkerJoe/MurphysWoodworking
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flammable liquids part. However – I know of no fire departments that will not initiate an agressive attack immediately unless there are mitigating circumstances. In my 15 years we have NEVER waited for the utility to drop fuses or pull a meter – interior attacks generally take place using an adjustable nozzle set on a fog pattern. Since you weren’t hanging onto the nozzle, I would take your statement regarding that as an anecdote from somone that just doesn’t know much. You’re (and your friends) ideas regarding flammable liquids just serve to reinforce that. For over 30 years I have preferred Varsol or similar (generic name is solvent 3139) because it has a higher flashpoint and contains less aromatics – meaning it doesn’t smell quite so strong. Diesel fuel and kerosene are very similar (kerosene contains no wax – diesel fuel varying amounts depending on seasonal blend). It is not the liquid from these substances that burns – it is the vapours produced by them. One of these days, your friend will require skin grafts. At least you were right about dry chem being similar to baking soda – both in texture and chemical composition. It is sold under different trade names and contains varying amounts of other additives to aid in extinguishing and shelf life, etc. — Jim Warman – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – The fire department won’t put an ounce of water on a fire until they have shut off the main breaker of electricity.
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As an afterthought – we need to realize that dry chem and CO2 work differently from water. Dry chem and CO2 remove oxygen to extiguish a fire while water removes heat. For a basic idea of the "fire triangle" go to http://www.pp.okstate.edu/ehs/modules/Exting/exttri.htm . Extinguishers all have different things they are good at accomplishing. Gaseous extinguishers (CO2 and Halon) work best for enclosed areas where air currents wont draw them away allowing oxygen to come into contact with a hot fuel source. Dry chem works best on flammable liquids – obviously it can’t affect the backside of a burning 2X4 and it only works on the surfaces it is contacting. Most important – if you have a fire, do not wait for it to get out of control before phoning the fire department. If you aren’t 110% sure you can get it with what you have on hand – call immediately. Even if you do get the fire out, call the fire department and have them check for hidden extensions. For all you "manly" men that will insist on pushing the envelope – just make sure your insurnace premiums are up to date and, if you share the building with anyone else, check your liability coverage too. — Jim Warman
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FIRE EXTINGUISHERS For at least twenty years I have carried a 5-B,C dry powder extinguisher in my car on the floor under the driver
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While visiting My father in Brusseles Belgium ,,,, I know I will walk by all those Shops selling LACE , Lace and More lace … but who can afford it !!! But I can enter the shops and LOOK and . In one shop i found little bags with cut pieces and discarded pieces of lace, each little bag was about A 1.25 $ , thus i bought 3 bags for three coleagues whom I hoped would be delighted , Coming home , I gave it to One for her Birthday , she was surprised and happy . The second reciever already used it in her embroidered appliqued textilic Jewelery , The third one got it this week , she opened it while a Georgian Textile artist [ exhibiting here this month] sat next to her , This guest was facinated , That some people stil understand The Value of Giving such a gift !!!! My friend was very happy ,,,, Tghought you all would like this anecdote. and I know what I should Get On my next visit !!!!! mirjam
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Mirjam, I bought some of those scraps of lace when I went to Belgium I got mine in Brugge. Shirley – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -While visiting My father in Brusseles Belgium ,,,, I know I will walk by all those Shops selling LACE , Lace and More lace … but who can afford it !!! But I can enter the shops and LOOK and . In one shop i found little bags with cut pieces and discarded pieces of lace, each little bag was about A 1.25 $ , thus i bought 3 bags for three coleagues whom I hoped would be delighted , Coming home , I gave it to One for her Birthday , she was surprised and happy . The second reciever already used it in her embroidered appliqued textilic Jewelery , The third one got it this week , she opened it while a Georgian Textile artist [ exhibiting here this month] sat next to her , This guest was facinated , That some people stil understand The Value of Giving such a gift !!!! My friend was very happy ,,,, Tghought you all would like this anecdote. and I know what I should Get On my next visit !!!!! mirjam
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Those little pieces can also be very useful in watercolor painting!!!
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Mirjam, I bought some of those scraps of lace when I went to Belgium I got mine in Brugge. Shirley While visiting My father in Brusseles Belgium ,,,, I know I will walk by all those Shops selling LACE , Lace and More lace … but who can afford it !!! But I can enter the shops and LOOK and . In one shop i found little bags with cut pieces and discarded pieces of lace, each little bag was about A 1.25 $ , thus i bought 3 bags for three coleagues whom I hoped would be delighted , Coming home , I gave it to One for her Birthday , she was surprised and happy . The second reciever already used it in her embroidered appliqued textilic Jewelery , The third one got it this week , she opened it while a Georgian Textile artist [ exhibiting here this month] sat next to her , This guest was facinated , That some people stil understand The Value of Giving such a gift !!!! My friend was very happy ,,,, Tghought you all would like this anecdote. and I know what I should Get On my next visit !!!!! mirjam Shirley Shone
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Oh no they were partly Antique lace !!! mirjam Those little pieces can also be very useful in watercolor painting!!!
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Oh yes Brugge !! And i pronounce it The Dutch way !! is a Doll of atown, deffinitely a must when You visit Belgium, the middle part is still in it`s medieaval status [ with the added glass panes etc , but people actually live there it feels like walking through a Live In Museum ,,,, and the lace , By all meand climb the tower !!! i was caught in it when the bells were Rung , Felt The sound all over My body and Now understand , musc more about Voice /sound actually being a WAVE . As to the laces ,,,,, Droooling , i watched women sitting by window makin peg lace !!! marverlous !!!! Ps in Brusselled Near the Grand palace there is A Lace Museum , [ The sole Keeper who lives in the building closes it for one hour during Lunch time !!!! lace lovers if you visit Belgium Do not miss it , visit !!!!! mirjam
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Mine are too Mirjim, they are cut from out of larger damaged pieces. I just have a look at mine every so often to admire them. Shirley In article <Pine.SUN.3.96-heb-2.07.1001110094949.27988B- Oh no they were partly Antique lace !!! mirjam Those little pieces can also be very useful in watercolor painting!!! k
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Shirley !! have you ever thought of combining them into a larger piece of work ? mirjam ps Did I mention to you that in Hebrew your name means A Song for Me !!!!::::
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Shirley !! have you ever thought of combining them into a larger piece of work ? mirjam ps Did I mention to you that in Hebrew your name means A Song for Me !!!!::::
Oh for the time to do something with them. I love the meaning of my name. I do love to sing anyway. VBG. Shirley Shone
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Well, I got 8 Whiskey Creek box kits.
What are they and where can you see them?? Thanks D
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Well, I got 8 Whiskey Creek box kits. What are they and where can you see them?? Thanks D
Elegant Stitch shows most if not all of them on their web site, including a bunch of new designs: http://www.elegantstitch.com/whiskeycreek/whiskey.htm You need to provide floss. Some of them use overdyed floss, some use beads. The instructions are very detailed and I read them a couple of times through to be sure I understood how the box went together. They really come out great if you take the time to be precise cutting the matt board. And they stitch up pretty quickly, being small. The designs have a lot of clever details. Kathy G. in New Mexico
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Thoses are really great Thanks D
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Well, I got 8 Whiskey Creek box kits. What are they and where can you see them?? Thanks D Elegant Stitch shows most if not all of them on their web site, including a bunch of new designs: http://www.elegantstitch.com/whiskeycreek/whiskey.htm You need to provide floss. Some of them use overdyed floss, some use beads. The instructions are very detailed and I read them a couple of times through to be sure I understood how the box went together. They really come out great if you take the time to be precise cutting the matt board. And they stitch up pretty quickly, being small. The designs have a lot of clever details. Kathy G. in New Mexico
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Oh Kathy, I voted for your piece – I thought is was stunning! I have that one in my stash and your piece inspired me to get started – I would like to borrow your family idea. Georgia — All good things must come to an end, including this *&$%^!* UFO…. X/CAN/H1+(jwl)/X13(arl),Y11(mcl),Y9(dal)/-/1d/1C/Frankincense – VS/DPXHRK/L/D/:-P~/OS/M/B/b/R~/S+/K/E+/-/G/W+/C/J+/Sean Connery/Maeve Binchy/salt ‘n’ vinegar chips – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – One big highlight for me was getting my stitched piece accepted into the Showcase, which was a real boost for me after seeing the incredible pieces there! This was the first time I’ve ever entered anything for judging, so I really didn’t know how good or bad it was, just that *I* thought it was pretty darn good! What I stitched was a family sampler for my dear sister who lives in Minneapolis. I took Victoria Sampler’s Heirloom Anniversary Sampler and put the family name in the big ribbon embroidery heart. I put DSis and DBIL’s names and wedding date on one band, and each of the kids’ names and birthdates (four kids) in other bands, alternating with the specialty stitch bands. Then I did the full hardanger border with Trebizond silk around the whole thing. I got it framed with an ecru mat behind it and a mauve mat in front, and a wonderful antique copper colored metal frame, very simple with small parallel grooves, so as not to distract from the elaborate stitching
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Kathy, I saw your entry in the CATS show at Minneapolis this weekend and it is lovely! I was very impressed with your talented stitching and it was one of my favorites for design and color. You should be very proud of it! — Kathy
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Oh Kathy, I voted for your piece – I thought is was stunning! I have that one in my stash and your piece inspired me to get started – I would like to borrow your family idea. Georgia
Wow — thank you both! That really makes me feel great! Have fun stitching it, Georgia — I find Thea Dueck’s directions wonderfully clear. The only thing I had problems with was at the bottom point of the V where the silk ribbon flower is. It was easy for the threads to get pulled out because they weren’t very long after being cut. I recommend that you do the flower and beadwork in the point of the V before you cut for the hardanger part (I think her directions are to do it afterwards). Kathy G. in New Mexico
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Oh Kathy, I voted for your piece – I thought is was stunning! I have that one in my stash and your piece inspired me to get started – I would like to borrow your family idea. Georgia
Kathy, I, too, voted for your piece. It was incredible! And I really liked the family idea as well, especially since I did not stitch birth samplers for my kids. On the other hand, I don’t have a wedding album either, so I figure the original anniversary sampler idea just might work – for our 20th which is only 1.5 years away. It was good to meet you, and I’m glad to have now been able to identify than wonderful piece with a live person. Marilyn
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Kathy, <snip It was good to meet you, and I’m glad to have now been able to identify than wonderful piece with a live person. Marilyn
Oh good, Marilyn — now I know which name to put to the face, since I didn’t get your last name at the rctn get-together! I really enjoyed getting to meet people, too. I do my stitching mainly in isolation, which is just as well because otherwise I’d frog a *whole* lot more, but it’s fun to share the enthusiasm with others, too. And thanks for the compliments — reading rctn today has really made my day! Kathy G. in New Mexico
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Glad to hear you had such a good time, and congrats on having your work showcased. If there’s anything in particular that you are still missing from Scotland let me know and I’ll do my best to find it for you. Gytha See my Misty Dragon at http://www.sandbenders.demon.co.uk/gallery/misty.htm
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Hi Kathy, I saw your piece too. It was beautiful. Hi Marilyn, Hi Georgia, Hi Carol, and all the others I met. What a great weekend. Di
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Oh Kathy, I voted for your piece – I thought is was stunning! I have that one in my stash and your piece inspired me to get started – I would like to borrow your family idea. Georgia Kathy, I, too, voted for your piece. It was incredible! And I really liked the family idea as well, especially since I did not stitch birth samplers for my kids. On the other hand, I don’t have a wedding album either, so I figure the original anniversary sampler idea just might work – for our 20th which is only 1.5 years away. It was good to meet you, and I’m glad to have now been able to identify than wonderful piece with a live person. Marilyn
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This was the first time I’ve been to one of these shows, and I really enjoyed it. I took one class (Liz Turner Diehl’s Della Robbia Wreath). The class was a bit slow for me but I like the project and got several good tips. One big highlight for me was getting my stitched piece accepted into the Showcase, which was a real boost for me after seeing the incredible pieces there! This was the first time I’ve ever entered anything for judging, so I really didn’t know how good or bad it was, just that *I* thought it was pretty darn good! What I stitched was a family sampler for my dear sister who lives in Minneapolis. I took Victoria Sampler’s Heirloom Anniversary Sampler and put the family name in the big ribbon embroidery heart. I put DSis and DBIL’s names and wedding date on one band, and each of the kids’ names and birthdates (four kids) in other bands, alternating with the specialty stitch bands. Then I did the full hardanger border with Trebizond silk around the whole thing. I got it framed with an ecru mat behind it and a mauve mat in front, and a wonderful antique copper colored metal frame, very simple with small parallel grooves, so as not to distract from the elaborate stitching. It happened to be my DSis’s 10th anniversary when we were up there for CATS so that was their anniversary present. Other highlights: I got to meet Mary Monica (Monica Ferris) who was sitting and stitching near the registration booth — she had on a different delightful hat every time I saw her. Also got to the RCTN get-together on Saturday and got to meet Monique Venne (hi Monique!), Di Messina, Mary Fruth, Marilyn ?, Annmarie Allaire, Linn Skinner, and others whose names of course I have forgotten (sorry). And major credit card burnout at the Shopping Mart — need you ask? This is where this ties into the other thread about "What’s the most recent pattern you’ve bought." Well, I got 8 Whiskey Creek box kits. I had done about 6 of these, all lost in the fire, so I was really pleased to see that the folks from Whiskey Creek were the special guests at Minneapolis and I had a great time talking with them and replacing my stash. I found someone who was selling the little card kits from the Textile Heritage Society so I was able to replace several items I had gotten in Scotland last year. Best of all, I got to meet Terrence Nolan, who is as charming as everyone else has already described him. DH and I decided that his Wee Beasties would be a good theme for decorating our new guest bathroom around, so I got 1, 2, and 5 (Butterflies, Moths, and Dragonfly). That’ll keep me busy for a while! I also got the blending filaments and metallics and distressed linen for those three patterns, as well as five of his bird patterns. Add a set of scroll bars, several 1/2 priced pieces of linen, 3 other hardanger patterns, some presents for my sister … well, let’s just say it’s a good thing I did as Karen has mentioned and brought an extra bag to carry stuff home. Next year I’ll be going to the Denver CATS, as it’s a driving trip rather than flying. I’m going to talk DSis into coming out to join me for a long weekend together. Has anyone noticed that the CATS festivals listed for next year seem to be only 3 days long instead of 5? Enough rambling on for now … it’s taken me most of the day to get through the 4800 RCTN messages patiently (or crankily) waiting for me here. Kathy G. in New Mexico
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