Message Board Recovery

Whew! That's a relief!

Ann

It is for Bill.

"Will Ugg slippers work?"

Uggs are just fine and dandy!

But if Shelagh can have a billionaire . . .

Whew! I thonk I have bitten off more than I can safely chew.
I must fly to Michigan early Tuesday morning. I have to get my feet done, get packed and kidnap Bill Gates.

Anyone want to help me?


Helen, you are just in time.

Alice, I'm happy to help. Do I do your feet, pack your things or kidnap Bill? You can find me a billionaire when you get back.

Should either of the folks mentioned by LC appear on this board, my exit will be certain and swift.

Marie Pacha wrote:

But Lane, we could tell them how we really feel here, and really not hold back.

Been there, done that. I'd rather eat worms.

Lane,

You are here. If they come here, don't leave--help us run them off.

What do you want for dinner?

Brussels sprouts, peas and broccoli are out.
Do you want a water bed or a regular bed?

Helen Wisocki wrote:

Alice, I'm happy to help. Do I do your feet, pack your things or kidnap Bill? You can find me a billionaire when you get back.

Helen,

You are a dear. I have a place that does my feet. The airport security treats me like I am the devil. The frisk me and pat me all over and look at my feet.

They run my cane through the machine. Last time I was leaning on a door wating for my cane when a snarly man, "Growled get off that door."

Dave looked offended and I laughed. "That dimwit thinks I am normal."
The thought stayed with me.

It is very hard fior me to hold my tongue through all of this, but "No jokes"
I have to content myself with acting like a human being. Easier said than done.

Packing the bags takes no time-- grab my meds--I have an entire closet full of clothes back there.

It's the Bill Gates deal. Shelagh has made it easier in that she wants only the money and not him.

We will make an appointment to see him--we are spokesman for a chairty.

Once alone with him you take my Access Review and pass it over my chest. I will be off.

Without batteries , I will fall to the floor and go into a fit. Bill will be quite startled.
At that point, you aim the Access review at him and say, "You are next buddy unless you give me two billion dollars."

He will quickly give you the money --make him leave the room, turn my batteries back on and we will hot foot it to the edge of Lake Washington.

Dave will pick us up in our boat. You will have one billion and
Shelagh will have one billion also.

Deal?

alj wrote:

Alice, I did sleep well, and woke to find a link to some recent videos of Jaycie at three months. Her beautiful smile has more than made my day, no matter what comes up, even if it involves defending myself on other threads here.

E. Don,

And didn't Hank drink himself to death before he hit forty?

Ann

Where is this child?

Alice wrote:

alj wrote:

Alice, I did sleep well, and woke to find a link to some recent videos of Jaycie at three months. Her beautiful smile has more than made my day, no matter what comes up, even if it involves defending myself on other threads here.

E. Don,

And didn't Hank drink himself to death before he hit forty?

Ann

Where is this child?

Which child, Alice, Jaycie or Hank Williams?

Jaycie is in New Jersey with Dave and Lyn. He posted the videos on his school website so I could download them.

Hank Williams died back in the 1950's. I know, because one night in my Mom's kitchen, when I was a little girl, my Uncle James was singing, "I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry," and my Uncle Feagin commented to my mom and dad, that it sure sounded like he was dead.

It is no longer morning here, and I'm falling asleep at the computer, which is why I'm making no sense.. See you guys sometime tomorrow.

Ann

Ann,
You are making sense to me.I want to see the videos of your granddughter.

Can you put the link on the private board?

Final dry lecture:

We have covered Forgetting, Discovering, Misunderstanding and the joy of being thrown off of messageboards.

We will now address what to do if you aren't misunderstood,called names and hated by someone.

You are one boring, lying dude . You can't even fire someone up against you?

Get a life.

Phew, The compulsary lectures are over. If you found them boring, so did I.

Feel free to hang out, recount horror stories, sing , do whatever mends your broken souls.

Enjoy message boards--you are expanding your mind and someone else's as well.

Your are either learning patience and forbearance or teaching it.
Anyone is now free to tell their own tales.

100/571

I want so desprately to recover:
1. My miss spent youth.
2. My sanity.
3. My sqaundered millions.
4. My Street Cred.
5. My first love (psst, dont tell the wife.).
6. The braincells I destroyed during my rebelious youth.

Oh yeh and I was hurt during my first encounter on a message board. Albeit my own ignorant fault, so I guess I need a little nursing into recovery perhaps Doctor Alice can help me.

Look, Just give me the damn pills!

dmondeo,

Welcome, I have news for you. In my humble opinion NONE of that was your fault.

You are entttled to express your opinion--that is what you did .

What kind of a bed do you want?

Slippers or no slippers?

I like your bow tie and hope your tooth problem is fully resoilved.

Ann, Hank died at the age of 29 in the back seat of his baby blue Cadillac on the way to a show. He'd been drinking, and taking pain pills they say, but the cause of death was listed as a heart attack. It was New Years Day, 1953. Ironically, one of the last songs he wrote and recorded was called I'LL NEVER GET OUT OF THIS WORLD ALIVE.

He was a true poet, and his lyrics will live on forever.

E Don, you're right. He was 29, not 39. He sure wrote a lot of great songs in his short life, didn't he?

There was a movie made of his life sometime during the 60's or 70's, with George Hamilton (the actor, not the singer) playing Williams. Hank Jr sang the lyrics. I think they managed to include most of the songs.

Alice, there isn't a way to get to the videos on Dave's site without his password, and I don't think he would be very happy with me if I posted it. I was able to download them. If I can figure a way, I'll post them.

Ann

ANNOUNCEMENT

If you have not had your cup of morning cofee yet, consider yourself charmed.

The witless wonder that makes your coffee went on a bender and threw in mouse droppings.

She claims to have been offended by my last dry lecture. I don't blame her for being outraged, but told her reaction was an over reaction and aimed in the wrong direction.

I fired her -no severance pay.

If anyone is an early riser and drank the entire alottment--no worries I ordered haunta virus vaccine. It is very effective, but miserable.

The injection site is the iris of the eye--OUCH!

Worse than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick then?

Way Worse--in comparison that is a walk in the park.

One of the worst features of the vaccine is that it has a slow very slow injection speed.

It has been known to take an hour or more.

An hour is eternity when someone has a needle in your eye.

What if they sneeze, laugh or get the hiccups?

Not an option, Marie.

The shot is complusary.

Don't even think of trying to escape.
Armed guards are at all your doors and windoows.

Sharks, reminscient of Jaws, are circling your bungalow.

So sorry.

Marie,


That kitty is shark bait.

You may open your door nicely or it will be broken down in five minutes.

Ann is an eminnent expert on door-breaking--I have summoned her.

Time is running short here.
A shuttle will arrive in about 43 hours to take us to the airport,
I am trying to prevent an outbreak of haunta virus.
I am two billion dollars shy of what has been requested of me.

If Helen does not show soon, I will pose as a bank and ask for a government bail out.

Marie,

You poor dear. You are not at home with kitty. You are in recovery--remember?