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To: Susan G who wrote (308)6/8/2001 8:10:31 AM
From: Connor26  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 26752
 
this morning is a big difference than last nights AH - JNPR down 6 on the warning, JDSU had run up to 17.75 (and i was mad at getting out) is now back down below 17, CSCO down to around 21 - question is do we sell off right away or rally some more and then sell off this afternoon? C26



To: Susan G who wrote (308)6/8/2001 8:48:12 AM
From: SusieQ1065  Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 26752
 
CCEL on my watchlist today...



To: Susan G who wrote (308)6/8/2001 6:52:45 PM
From: Roger Schelling  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 26752
 
Are we going to have to have another meeting in "Little Italy" about this bird?

We can possibly find someone there to "Hit" this thing :)

All the best to Arlene,

Roger



To: Susan G who wrote (308)6/9/2001 5:32:25 AM
From: lee kramer  Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 26752
 
(OT) Susan. Same bird used to perch in my tree. At exactly midnight he'd start singing. First it was Barry Manilow tunes. Drove me nuts. Then he did an entire Wayne Newton medley. Wayne Newton! I called doc Kronkite for a crisis session. The doc patiently explained that the bird was simply pitching woo. "Pitching woo?" I asked. "Yes, the bird is singing in hopes of finding his lost mate who was obviously a Barry Manilow and Wayne Newton fan." "Doc, you're a genius!" I cried. "But what am I gonna do? The bird keeps me up all night. I'm developing a case of insomnia." Doc Kronkite pondered a bit, stroked his Freudian-like beard, looked through a thick book.
"Find a neighborhood kid with a bb-gun."