V & R Stevens,
At the triumphant moment of this Balboa two step, in down town Phili, (do they still have a mint there?) might you two market moguls be good enough to buy me a cup of old fashioned coffee?
You'll be able to recognize me, probably with the weak and feeble homeless at the bottom of the stairs, slightly emaciated, drool thickly caked from both corners of my mouth, running symbolically DOWN my neck. My shoes are lined with old margin call notices and thick layers of old, "Bought"/"SOLD", Neomagic certificates from my broker.
I lost my job when I began lengthy iterations to co-workers regarding the relationship of Neomagic to the Big Bang theory and an expanding universe. I am sure they knew I was harmless, but also useless to them as a productive worker.
In quiet my favorite whisper remains, "Scottie, beam me up." I remain optimistic that one day he will and that Neo will one day rise. This also made my co-workers and employers a bit uneasy I see in retrospect. That and my looking for Dung Beatles and Elephants every time someone said, "Do you smell anything funny?"
My marriage ended when my wife made me leave one night after she shook me from another of my never ending dreams in which she claims I was calling your names and screaming for you to look out for the vultures and rotting corpses.
My kids actually enjoy the attention they get from everyone at school when they talk about their Dad, the society drop out misfit. You know how kids are, they 'think' they know it all.
Most leave me alone now. My life is quiet and though not in possession of money or the amenities(can't spell acutriments, ecutrements,) of a socially acceptable material good life, I have found contentment. I have found nirvana too, (no big deal believe me), homeless before enlightenment, homeless after enlightenment.
Funny, when you do see it all, you may just wish that you didn't push so fast. There is no hurry. Huh, Neo taught me well.
Best regards to all. See you at the top?, the bottom?, wisdom is its a circle- C ya around!
God Bless Buffalo Bob Smith! The man knew! Howdie Do!
What a post, the following borrowed from PFE thread @ Yahoo.
Joke of the day! (warning: this jokecontains material that may be considered offensive, skip joke if you are
easily offended)
A guy walks into a bar with his pet monkey. He orders a drink and while he's drinking, the monkey starts
jumping all over the place. The monkey grabs some olives off the bar and eats them, then grabs some sliced
limes and eats them,then jumps up on the pool table, grabs the cue ball, sticks it in his mouth and swallows it
whole.
The bartender screams at the guy, "Did you see what your monkey just did?"
The guy says, "No, what?" "He just ate the cue ball off my pool table - whole!" says the bartender.
"Yeah, that doesn't surprise me," replies the patron. "He eats everything in sight, the little twerp. I'll pay for the
cue ball and stuff." He finishes his drink, pays his bill, and leaves.
Two weeks later he's in the bar again, and he has his monkey with him. He orders a drink and the monkey
starts running around the bar again. While the man is drinking, the monkey finds a maraschino cherry on the
bar. He grabs it, sticks it up his butt, pulls it out, and eats it.
The bartender is disgusted. "Did you see what your monkey did now?" "Now what?" asks the patron. "Well,
he stuck a maraschino cherry up his butt, then pulled it out and ate it!" says the barkeeper.
"Yeah, that doesn't surprise me," replies the patron. "He still eats everything in sight, but ever since he ate that
damn cue ball he measures everything first!" |
