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To: Stew who wrote (2930)	10/29/1998 5:56:00 PM
From: Colin	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 4201

A little baseball humour. >> A number of years ago, the Seattle Symphony was doing Beethoven's >> Ninth under the baton of Milton Katims. At this point, you must >> understand two things: >> >> 1. There's a long segment in this symphony where the bass violins >> don't have a thing to do. Not a single note for page after page; >> >> 2. There used to be a tavern called Dez's 400 right across the street >> from the Seattle Opera House, rather favored by local musicians. >> It had been decided that during this performance, after the bass >> players had played their parts in the opening of the Ninth, they >> were to quietly lay down their instruments and leave the stage >> rather than sit on their stools looking and feeling dumb for twenty >> minutes. >> >> >> Well, once they got backstage, someone suggested that they trot across >> the street and have a few brews. After they had downed the first >> couple rounds, one said, "Shouldn't we be getting back? It'd be >> awfully embarrassing if we were late." >> >> Another, presumably the one who suggested this excursion in the first >> place, replied, "Oh, I anticipated we could use a little more time, so >> I tied a string around the last pages of the conductor's score. When >> he gets down to there, Milton's going to have to slow the tempo way >> down while he waves the baton with one hand and fumbles with the string >> with the other." >> So they had another round and finally returned to the Opera House, a >> little tipsy by now. However, as they came back on stage, one look at >> their conductor's face told them they were in serious trouble. >> >> Katims was furious! And why not? >> After all . . . It was the bottom of the Ninth, the score was tied, >> and the basses were loaded. >> >> > > >

To: Stew who wrote (2930)	10/30/1998 11:04:00 PM
From: Apex	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 4201

...for the golfers: ======================= These two friends go golfing. They tee off, one slices and one hooks. The first guy lands in a patch of buttercups. He has a difficult shot,and as he swings takes a swath of buttercups and hits the ball over the trees and on to the fairway. Then all of a sudden Mother Nature appears to him in a puff of smoke. "You destroyed my buttercups... for that your lips will never touch butter again!" Then she disappears. Totally devastated by her comment, he yells over to his friend. "Hey Joe, did you find your ball?" His friends says, "Yeah." "Where did you land?" He says... "in the pussywillows." The other guys yells back..."DON'T SWING, DON'T SWING!!!"