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To: Poet who wrote (26045)	5/6/2003 6:22:23 PM
From: Wharf Rat	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 104202

At times like this, I wish I had a camera so I could show you, but basically, mine looks sort of the same as when I had $1000, but there are a few more zeros than B4. Where I really notice the difference is when I go to the bank; they take good care of me; drinks, snacks, nekkid tellers, a nude barberette,.... They even bought a hot tub for me, right there in the lobby; steaming away, with a big sign what sez "Rat and Friends". I really miss it when I have to go to the bank for my mother. I guess Silicon Valley has sort of jaded the people down there. Rat (remember, rat shit ain't too bad, but watch out for the bullshit).

To: Poet who wrote (26045)	5/6/2003 8:53:37 PM
From: C Nelson Reilly	Read Replies (7) \| Respond to of 104202

We live in a suburb of Kansas City, Missouri. Last Thursday night the wife went to sing karaoke with buddies. She drank 4 beers. Friday morning at 5:00 a.m. she got up and started vomiting. She's been in the hospital twice before due to a condition known as "Cyclical Vomiting Syndrome". Google that phrase if you want to know more about it. Threw up every 10 minutes for hours on end. I had to comfort her best I could (even though there really isn't anything you can do about it) while watching the boy, who was acting like the "terrible twos" that you hear so much about. The only thing that makes her feel better is either a bath or shower. She takes at least 20 throughout the day. I didn't do $5 worth of work last Friday. Got up Saturday and she was feeling better so I went and played golf in the morning. Gone 4 hours or so. Came home and she was starting to feel not so good so had to watch the boy misbehave the rest of the day. Nothing accomplished. She finally ate something Saturday night and had stopped throwing up. Told her I was going to work all day Sunday to catch up. Sunday morning she is real thirsty from being dehydrated so she drinks a lot of water about 6:30 a.m. I'm at the computer at 7:00 a.m. Get in about 10 minutes worth of work before she starts throwing up again. The boy gets up 10 minutes after that. The wife is having muscle spasms in her stomach and has burst capillaries on her face from the violent heaving. She starts getting light-headed and we (me and the boy) take her to the emergency room at noon. They put an IV of fluids in her, give her medicine to stop the vomiting, and do a bunch of lab work. We're there for 3 hours. Two year olds aren't enjoyable at emergency rooms (though I'm glad he wasn't the patient). I'm indebted to the nurse that brought in a bucket of crayons and a well-worn coloring book. The wife is fading out. I take the boy out to the car and he has the worst shit in his diaper I've seen in six months or so. It's storming outside and I have to try and change him in the backseat of the wife's car (that has a car seat in the back seat that gives the boy about 1 foot of space to lay on). The back door of the car is open and he's screaming and kicking and crap is all over him, my hands, the seat, etc. Finally get released, drive home, drop the wife off so she can try to sleep, go to fill a prescription with the boy, endure a toddler fit at Walgreens, drive home, feed the boy, get him to settle down and watch a Charlie Brown video while the wife's sleeping due to the drugs they gave her at the overpriced emergency room. We have no medical insurance. Fire up the computer, work about 10 minutes and the weather starts getting bad. Tornado sirens start going off so we have to schlep downstairs to the basement. Things finally calm down about 10:00 p.m. but I can't bring myself to start working. I feel like I've been beaten with a stick. I think I'll get up Monday morning early and be about two days behind, not counting the jobs that will come in all day long. Got up Monday morning at 5:00 a.m. and started working and watching Imus in the Morning (first day he's been on TV since the war started). I see that the wife's hometown of Stockton, Missouri has been hit by a tornado. Look up stuff on the web and it's apparent that the whole town has been destroyed. A live Weather Channel report from Stockton comes on at 5:30 a.m. I wake her up and turn on the bedroom TV. Her jaw drops when she sees the pictures of the town. Her dad, stepmom, and grandma all live there. The news shows the downtown area and it's nothing but rubble. Her dad lives about a quarter mile from downtown and they said the tornado cut a 3/4 mile swath through town. She tries calling her brother who lives in Bolivar, a little town north of Stockton. No answer there. Her brother, his wife and 2 kids go to Sunday dinner in Stockton quite a bit so they may have been there around 6:00 p.m. when it hit. There's no communication possible; the Weather Channel showed the phone company building that no longer exists. We think about driving down but authorities aren't letting anybody into town, and we still can't get any info on the family. The wife calls a Red Cross disaster information hotline and the idiot that answered the phone had an attitude and hung up on her. We don't know anything and start assuming the worst. The town's population is 2.000 and the odds don't sound that good. Sister-in law calls about 2:00 p.m. Monday afternoon. Everybody's OK; there was 30 minutes of warning before the tornado hit. Wife's dad rounded up grandma, stepmom, etc. and went to the basement. All the windows were blown out of the house. Nobody hurt; wife's brother helping with cleanup activity in town so didn't answer the phone calls earlier in the day. I'm still behind with work but it doesn't seem to matter. Wife's at her Tuesday night golf league, me and the boy are hangin' watching Wheel of Fortune. How was your weekend? Regards, C Nelson