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To: Ish who wrote (71488)	1/7/2000 2:09:00 PM
From: jlallen	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 108807

Thanks Ish!! You da man! JLA

To: Ish who wrote (71488)	1/7/2000 2:21:00 PM
From: coug	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 108807

Thanks Ish, And no "Truckin" , the best to dance to.. in a sheet kicking bar in someplace like Yellowpine Idaho where half the hippies and the Finns are dancing with their dogs.. Also I would have "Trenchtown Rock" as my favorite Marley.. c

To: Ish who wrote (71488)	1/7/2000 3:55:00 PM
From: MulhollandDrive	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 108807

I cannot believe that LA Woman didn't get on that list.... bp

To: Ish who wrote (71488)	1/7/2000 5:36:00 PM
From: Rainy_Day_Woman	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 108807

Ishy! they are right, you are fast! I have a snowblower story for you, thought of you too when it happened. snowed the other night and took the old blower out [I'm a lil afraid of the monster, cause it ate a bush last year, throwing me and the blower in the air] and carefully made the neatest snow removal lines in the history of my neighborhood. an engineer couldn't have done a more precision job. artistic too, Van Gogh was smiling down at me. driveway done, off to the front walk and patio. slightly distracted as I thought of the marvelous job I was doing, forgot the damn extension cords running along the walk to light up the holiday wreaths [well, they were BURIED under the snow]. one simple little over sight like that and CRUNCH/ZAMM/ZIP!!! damn monster ate up the cords, pulled down wreaths, bucked up in the air [again], taking me with it. we crashed onto the cement and it choked to death on the cords. I scrambled/crawled to turn off the power looking like the female version of a snowman only a slight limp and a bruise the size of texas on my hip ran this ad today: wanted immediately: snow removal service. your choice of weapon. will pay any price.