Paul, And our humble Carl, who has a ministerial bent, can officiate
at Paul F. and Moo Chips wedding. Obviously, the ceremony should
be held in Carl's Church of Intel (Although Barry and I prefer to
call it a Temple.)
My view is: better things through chemistry. And it is clear that
these two guys have similar chemistries of the "looser" variety.
But please be polite with Moo Chips (obviously he has the ring
in his right ear) as he is a bit sensitive about insults. So
don't call him a "pansy" or say anything mean about his dress.
Paul F. on the other hand has a thick skin and can take anything.
"More pain, more gain", he always says. He so tough he runs
around in shorts year round. Indeed some times he loses his
shorts and he just keeps on dancing to the same old tune.
Carl knows the tune, he will give us the lyrics that he promised
last year. It will be their wedding number. I think it starts:
"Intel at the races, or the oasis, or something like that. (Maria
Muldaur music I think) Come on Carl, we are waiting.
I am going shopping for a wedding present.
I think Paul might like a new MediaGX with a open can of dog food inside.
Its a government designed battery backup system for when the CPU
runs out of gas before the 90 day warranty is over. Someone tried
to introduce one based on electricity, but there was fear they
might develop a monopoly, so the Dept. of Justice outlawed that
product. Moo is too fickle for me, Victoria can pick his present.
Regards, David S.
Long on Intel and Iomega
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