Another reason it's been so quiet is that penni has been rendered speechless by the market. She went to cash, against hte advice of her broker, and then watched the rally yesterday horrified. There has got to be a bear just to exonerate me. Just so I can look Dan2(my broker) in the eye and say, "HA!"
Thank you for keeping the thread alive. I'm afraid I have nothing to add on the topics of snake meat, earthquakes, but wait-remote controls-yes!
A True Story about Remote Controls:
One night after we installed the Bose system we were sitting down to watch a movie on TV. We settled into our couch that took us four hours to get into the den. We had to take the doors and then the doorframes off before it would go into the room-and even then it left terrible gouges in the woodwork. We still haven't painted-it's on the to-do list though.. We had to rent a U-haul to move this sofa and Dan strained a muscle in his back. All this to save 500.00--it was a sale-cash and carry.. It's one of those big things with a pullout bed, two recliners, a table and enough room for an immigrant family of ten to live in comfort. I put two huge bowls of popcorn on the coffee table. In the refrigerator under the wetbar, only an arm's reach away, was a 12 pack of Diet Cokes. We fought for positions, doled out the pillows and "TVquilts" and sat back.
The screen was blank.
"Somebody turn on the TV," I said.
Dan picked up the remote and hit some buttons. Nothing happened.
"Dad, that's the old VCR remote." CW held up another remote. He pushed some buttons. Nothing happened.
I laughed in a superior way and held up the remote that had been in my seat. I pushed some buttons. Nothing happened.
Ammo said, "How about the one on top of the TV?" Everyone waited for him to get it. It was his turn after all. He extricated himself from his quilt-he wraps up like a cocoon-and got another remote from the top of the TV.
"Stupid! That's the remote to the movie camera." CW rolled his eyes.
We all looked around. CW took charge. "Put them all on the coffee table." he ordered.
"There's one under your feet," I said, ever alert.
"That's the Bose one!" Ammo said excitedly, grabbing it and pushing buttons. The lights on the receiver came on. It was a start.
We looked at the assortment in front of us. There was the movie camera remote, two VCR remotes, the Bose remote, and a generic one that we'd ordered after we lost the TV one in the couch somewhere, but which had no batteries.
"We're still missing the real TV one." CW said. Everyone started to search the couch. I heard Blue Kitty at the kitchen door meowing to come in. When I went into the kitchen, I found the TV remote on the counter where I'd put it while I was making popcorn.
I walked in with it hidden under my arm and pretended to find it under a cushion.
It took us another ten minutes to turn on both the TV and the sound system.
The movie had started without us.
Everyone ate the popcorn and then wandered off.
I know that's pretty anti-climactic, but that's the way it happened. |
