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To: Rambi who wrote (13517)	10/13/1998 8:37:00 PM
From: Gauguin	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 71178

I'm not much on the language, but I know "I am NOT a cheesy tart" invites a response of "What kind are you?" I swear I don't no nothing about Monica, and don't want to go to hell for that. Besides, "tart" is a fairly lofty thing. ooooops. I would like to feel gracious toward Monica, or ignorant, as otherwise I would have to take a side. No way.

To: Rambi who wrote (13517)	10/13/1998 8:41:00 PM
From: Dayuhan	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

<<I am NOT a cheesy tart">> A blueberry tart, perhaps? Is there such a thing as a tobacco tart? Speaking (most indirectly) of tarts, I got e-mail a few weeks back from a woman who used to work for a magazine I sometimes write for. She's now working for something called Restaurants Asia, and wanted to know if I was interested in doing a monthly piece for them. I leaped at the opportunity, with visions of dining in the finest available locations, saying snotty things about the pesto, and having chefs quivering before my feet awaiting my verdicts. First assignment just came through, and they want me to write about a local fast-food chain that is widely rumoured to produce burgers from a combination of sawdust and minced earthworms. Turns out it's a trade magazine, more interested in business than food. Another illusion bites the dust. I'll still write it, though, as long as I don't have to eat the food. Looking out the window a little anxiously, as there's supposed to be a huge typhoon right on top of us, according to all the weather reports. No wind, though, and it's barely raining. The ones they anticipate never happen; when they tell you it's going elsewhere you get demolished. The way of the world, third world anyway. Steve (PS Don't put all the blame on Freddy. I do provoke him mercilessly, and I suspect a few others have done the same...<g>)

To: Rambi who wrote (13517)	10/14/1998 1:40:00 AM
From: JF Quinnelly	Respond to of 71178

Yes, and you're not going to provoke a response out of me. Orc-lover.

To: Rambi who wrote (13517)	10/14/1998 12:08:00 PM
From: greenspirit	Respond to of 71178

Penni, so lately we have started putting up "Job charts" for the kids and award them stars when they do certain daily chores. I think Ryan may be taking it a little too seriously. Today he comes up to me and the mrs and say's. "Dad how about we make a job chart for you and mom?" Ok son, what should we put on it? "Well for mom we could put to fold the piles of clothes, for you we could put your homework". Hmmm, good idea son! A chip off the old block. :-) Michael p.s. You're not going to believe this one, I wrote a paper in junior High on the dangers of smoking! :-)