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To: abuelita who wrote (43055)	4/25/2005 9:35:31 PM
From: Wharf Rat	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 104181

I love this town. Hanabal called Malila the other day, and asked her if she wanted to go to the Yucatan for a week. He even paid for half; what a brother. I needed to give notarized permission. There was about 15 minutes of frantic phone calls, with Mall Rat and and Notary Gal juggling 2-3 calls at once. Ended up with me going to school to pick up the forms, and then off to the Post Office. Had to go into the newspaper office to xerox the forms. Notarized them on the hood of a pick-up in the parking lot. NoteGal is going to hook up later with MR and Ma. Mall Rat says she is going to be elected student body prez tomorrow. No, we don't have Diebold. She's unopposed. FZ I love this town… like an unmade bed I love this town… of the living dead I love this town… gonna paint it red If I can spare a minute I love this town… where curtains twitch Where this door scratches… next door’s itch It’s a pantomime… at fever pitch And we can all be in it People here are large as life They know the whole world and his wife From a razor’s edge to a kitchen knife They’ll be glad to help you I love this town… of hidden charms Where no one means… you any harm And if you sleep… through false alarms No one here would blame you I love this town… on the beaten track Where nothing slips… between the cracks Her rent's arrears… his heart attack Now isn’t that a shame, ooh! Everyone’s friendly to your face And everybody knows their place As long as you respect their space You won’t have to worry The town hall clock is calling out It’s rush hour on the roundabout Now I know without a doubt It’s the place for me… I love this town… the dirty streets It’s a merry-go-round… with broken seats Where silk and lace… and satin sheets Are only dirty washing I love this town… down on its knees It’s going under… by degrees Still we can do… just as we please As long as no one’s watching I love this town… I love this town… I love this town… I love this town… Artist/Band: Griffith Nanci Lyrics for Song: I Love This Town Lyrics for Album: Hearts in Mind (with Jimmy Buffett)

To: abuelita who wrote (43055)	4/25/2005 10:12:31 PM
From: Mannie	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 104181

Sounds interesting, Zita.... I have a meeting with our webdude at the local pub this eve, I should get back around 10 and I'll check it out. The politics of fear are definitely in this decade...There was interesting piece on NPR tonight about how Canadians and Euros are making hay in Iran now. Great entrepreneurial opportunities, the US embargo only hurts US business, it's not keeping Iran from getting anything they want. Hung was just in the hospital for 5 days...they thought he had bird flu, but he didn't. Some other nasty bug.....but he's back up and at it. We have two wells opening in the next week and a half or so..