Silicon Investor (SI) -- The First Internet Community

STOCKTALK

We've detected that you're using an ad content blocking browser plug-in or feature. Ads provide a critical source of revenue to the continued operation of Silicon Investor. We ask that you disable ad blocking while on Silicon Investor in the best interests of our community. If you are not using an ad blocker but are still receiving this message, make sure your browser's tracking protection is set to the 'standard' level.

Pastimes : Don't Ask Rambi -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Jacques Chitte who wrote (10486)	5/7/1998 2:47:00 PM
From: BlueCrab	Respond to of 71178

<<ground movement attenuated slowly with distance.>> Yup, a fn of the highly indurated (=less spongy than CA) rox in the east. Hit 'em with a tremor, they ring just like a bell. Major S-wave propagation, ground waves better than Great America rollycoasters. Imagine the lunches lost...

To: Jacques Chitte who wrote (10486)	5/7/1998 6:07:00 PM
From: Rambi	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 71178

Gosh, you guys are making me feel great. Keep it up. In the interests of keeping high the literary standards so assiduously maintained by all of you here, not that anyone could ever compete with a flat-footed mosquito, I will post this eloquent and heart-rending little story about my past twenty-four hours. Yesterday CW came home all excited. "Come get in the car with me! I LOVE my car! Wait'll you see what I can do!" His eyes were glassy, his voice high-pitched, his skin pale and clammy; I recognized the signs of shock and knew I was about to witness something unpleasant. We get in his car and he turns it on, immediately giving it gas and braking at the same time. I start screaming. He screams back, "It's ok! It's in neutral! This is how I got home! I can't take my foot off the gas or it dies! Wait'll you see how good I got at this!" "STOP! THE! CAR!---NOW!" It's the mom voice. All moms have one; it's reserved for very important moments when immediate, unquestioned, and absolute obedience is mandated. CW is disappointed; for some reason this achievement of driving with both feet must have some male significance that eludes me. Like the time he said, "Hey, look what I can do" and he's driving with no hands and using his knees to steer. Or the time Ammo said,"Watch me surf," and surfed right out of the grocery cart onto his head in Kroger's. Or the time on the junglebars he yelled,"Hey, watch me hang by my toooooooo--aaaaaahhhh." So today CW has no car and I generously let him use mine to go to swim practice at 5:30 (well-ok-not so generous). Later I get in it to take the keys to the carplace where we dropped the Beretta off last night and turn on my CD player. Now you must understand that I have on my CD player: Mozart, opera, Bach, a Bette Midler karaoke, and Hits of the 1750s. So when I turned it on today, I aged ten years. I don't know who those people were on my CD player but they were NOT Te Kanawa and Pavarotti. And they were NOT singing about the spiritual joys of love. ANyway, I dropped the keys off with this really cute mechanic named Scott who, if you ignore his teeth, looked like Brad Pitt --really-I've noticed that a lot of young mechanics have really cute, delicate noses-- and was careful to follow Dan's instructions not to say, "Fix whatever you find wrong" which seems like practical advice to me but he says is not a good idea . It leaves me a little at a loss what to say though, when they ask what's wrong because -who knows? So I said, "Well-you have to drive it with two feet." He must have had this problem before because he nodded, and wrote something down and said he'd call me. THen I go to the grocery and I'm walking by the make-up on my way to the toothpaste when I see this stuff called,"YOUNG EYES". ANd another labeled "YOUNG MOUTH". Maybe it was listening to that music, or maybe because my friend has been using this Renova and thinks she looks years younger, and I tell her, oh yes, you certainly do! although I really can't tell. But when I see this, I think, Yeah, I should get some. And wow! it's only 1.99!!! A lot cheaper than RENOVA which is 200.00 an application. SO I splurge and buy both YOUNG EYES and YOUNG MOUTH (I didn't want to not match), rush home and open them. Huh. THey look exactly alike. Like green Vaseline. OK---I smear some around my eyes and on my lips. And in fifteen minutes-I kid you not!-THE WRINKLES ARE GONE... But so are my eyes. And my lips look as if they had that stuff injected. Like Barbara Hershey did? Wow. I've had an allergic reaction to the stuff. I might try it again on a special night out, but only if I can rent a seeing-eye dog for the evening.