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To: Neocon who wrote (43283)	12/9/1999 11:17:00 AM
From: pezz	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

......cordless drill .... Now you're talking my language! Dewalt makes the state of the art. lots of choices . I have two. Top o'the line half inch keyless hammer drill 325 lbs torque and a 3/8 keyless driver .Arf arf ....Yeah...One for drillin one for screwin...Wasts no time changin bits

To: Neocon who wrote (43283)	12/9/1999 11:25:00 AM
From: Rambi	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

Maybe it is chromosomal....... Gosh, I hope not..I think cordless things are just SOOO neat. I have a scumbuster that I love. I wonder if Dan still has his cordless screwdriver. Probably not. He leaves everything out in the rain and I can't think that would be very good for cordless stuff. Our yard is like a small tools graveyard. I just had to call a plumber for the master toilet which started making these terrible noises last night, like it was alive. Moaning and growling and squealing. Like a Stephen King Toilet The Pipe Poltergeist-- the Poignant Story of a Possessed Potty Tale of a Terrorized Toilet The Haunted Head-- Hole from Hell I yelled for Dan and he came in and said the magic incantations he always uses for fixing things. (Sh, da, f***) They seldom work, but you do what you can. I stood there feeling guilty. I don't know why, but when things break I ALWAYS feel responsible. Like maybe if I'd kept the toilet cleaner it wouldn't be sick. And watching my poor husband working so hard to fix it. He was shouting the magic words now and mopping up water with my brand new towels and I had to leave, I felt so bad. Finally he emerged, and announced that the toilet was broken. "I'll call a plumber tomorrow," I said. "I can fix it." "You leave town tomorrow at 6 am--I need my toilet." (My tactful way of saying, no you can't) He sighed sadly, I can tell he felt that he had failed as a husband and toilet owner again. "You just need some new magic words," I said, trying to be helpful. He didn't answer. Now this is the really strange thing--- when I called the plumber, the girl said,"Wow, that's weird. You're the second call I've had today that said their toilet was growling and screaming." Twilight Zone music, please)