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To: TideGlider who wrote (11201)	12/8/1997 5:23:00 PM
From: Mr. Aloha	Respond to of 25960

I think they're still around, there's just not a lot to say. When a stock slides, only the worried talk a lot. When a stock rises, all the pros begin to chirp. :-) I like getting into the mud myself. Aloha

To: TideGlider who wrote (11201)	12/8/1997 5:43:00 PM
From: Andrew N. Cothran	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 25960

So you want some humor? The Abbot at Notre Dame Cathedral needed a bell-ringer. He posted a notice at the entrance. A few days later, a small man with no arms came in and asked to speak with the Abbot about the notice. The Abbot was summoned. He interviewed the applicant. "But how can you ring the bell with no arms?" the Abbot asked. "Just give me a chance and I will show you," the young man replied. They proceeded to the bell-tower. Upon reaching it, the young man looked at the Abbot, walked across the floor away from the bell, lowered his head and rushed toward the bell with great speed. When his head hit the bell, a loud "g o n g" was heard throughout the streets below. "But what will you do when it is eleven o'clock?" the Abbot asked. At eleven o'clock, the Abbot and the young man with no arms climed back to the bell tower. The young man took his position. The Abbot signalled that it was now eleven o'clock. The young man lowered his head and rushed toward the bell. "G O N G!" it sounded loud and clear. The young man backed off and rushed toward the bell again. Again, "G O N G!" He backed off and rushed the bell again, and again and again. "G O N G! G O N G! G O N G! For nine more time he rang the bell by rushing toward it and banging it with his head. But on the eleventh and final charge, the bell, which had begun to swing very much from the previous ten charges, was extended backward on its arch. The man with no arms had mis-timed his eleventh run and missed the bell. His momentum carried him over the side of the tower and he plummeted to his death below. The Abbot rushed down the stairs and out the front door. A crowd had gathered where the crumpled body lay in a heap. The Abbot approached and viewed the scene. A woman in the crowd shouted to the Abbot. "Who is he, Abbot? Who is he?" The Abbot looked at the body and then at the woman asking the question? "Young lady," he replied solemnly, "I don't know who he is but he does have a face that rings a bell." A few days later, another young man came to the cathedral and asked for the Abbot. He, too, had no arms. He explained that he was the brother of the man who had applied earlier for the bell-ringer position. Despite his brother's misfortune, the second young man with no arms protested that he needed a job badly. The Abbot, with some misgivings, felt that he had to give the new applicant the same chance that he had given his brother. He explained how he had to test him with regard to his ability to ring the bell. They proceeded to the bell-tower. Again, the new applicant went through the same procedures as his brother before. He took a position opposite the bell, got a running start, and banged into the bell with his head as had his brother before him. "G O N G!" went the bell. "But what will you do when it is eleven o'clock?" the Abbot wanted to know. "I'll show you," the second applicant replied. Again, he took his position at the appointed time. The Abbot gave the signal. The young man lowered his head and rushed toward the bell. "G O N G!" went the bell, then again,a rush,and "G O N G!" This for ten times. On the eleventh charge, the bell, again overextended on its rear arch, caused the young man to miss and he, too, plunged over the side and fell to his death below. The Abbot rushed down the stairs and out the door. Again, a crowd was assembled, viewing the crumpled mass at their feet. Before anyone had a chance to ask a question, the Abbot looked at them and explained the situation as it had occurred. "But who is he?" someone finally asked. The Abbot replied thoughfully, "Well, I don't know his name but one thing I do know. He is a dead ringer for his brother"

To: TideGlider who wrote (11201)	12/8/1997 5:47:00 PM
From: Darryl Olson	Respond to of 25960

Bruce, Some of us aren't gone yet, just taking a sabbatical until 4th Qtr earnings and trying to achieve that 4th qtr bonus. Also trying to sell 7 Sing & Snore Ernies.

To: TideGlider who wrote (11201)	12/8/1997 6:52:00 PM
From: sepku	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 25960

>>>It seems many of the people that had posted on this thread just a month ago are gone. I miss their perspectives and humor.<<< Bruce, I think most of us are still here...stopping in occasionally to check up on any recent developments. Unfortunately, CYMI has been stuck in the mud for quite some time now, and the company has been completely silent for several weeks. Cymer was, and still is, my favorite investment for 1998. But the way the stock has been treated for the past 3 months has confounded me. Since I intend to hold until 50 or Dec 1998, whichever comes first, I decided not to dwell on the daily fluctuations. I'm simply waiting patiently for CYMI to trend back up as its true value is realized in the share price. Good luck to us all... Style Pts.