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To: Gauguin who wrote (50685)	5/17/2000 9:04:00 PM
From: Crocodile	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

Once in awhile I buy a bottle of grape leaves and make my own dolmathes... like to use lots of parsley, lemon, and a good olive oil... Then they are so cheap that you can really cut loose... be a Bacchus... knock back some wine and eat dolmathes until sated... But if you buy them at the deli... well... you have be happy with just a few. BTW, I love spanakopita and also tzatziki... arrgghh!! Now I'm starting to feel ravenous... Think I'd better start my tiny dog poop visualization exercise... Hey!! I have a story about "visualizing" things..... gotta tell it even though it really isn't related to anything else we've been talking about... Hope I haven't told this story before... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I was on a flight between Chicago and Phoenix a couple of years back. It was a crappy flight... extreme turbulence... Even the flight attendants seemed to be getting pretty rattled after an hour or so of bopping around. Well, as dinner was being served a steward stopped the beverage cart next to my seat and started pouring various drinks for people... Man...was that poor devil ever nervous!! His hands were shaking so badly that he could barely pour without spilling wine or other liquids all over the place... I was wearing earplugs...which I usually do when I'm flying... but I could hear this funny droning...like someone saying a mantra... so I removed one earplug long enough to hear the steward repeatedly quietly mumbling.... "I'm in my livingroom, I'm in my livingroom, I'm in my livingroom"... Well, I guess a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do... Me...well I just opened my gardening magazine up really wide to a 2 page spread, replaced the earplug and visualized being right there in that garden for the next couple of hours...