Friends, Romans, Countrymen, I come to
bury Caesar not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them,
the good is oft interred with their bones, ... oops, wrong speech.
let's try that again.
Fourscore and seven years ago our fathers
brought forth on this continent a new nation, conceived in liberty
and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.
Darn, wrong audience. Let me check my notes here, hold on a sec
.......... ah, here we are.
Welcome to my home away from home. Take
out your teeth, take off your shoes and make yourself comfortable.
Lots of links, working or otherwise, and some nice pictures.
What more could you want? A cafe latte? A large glass of Glenfiddich on ice?
Perhaps later. We'll see.
Guess I have to indroduce myself. OK, I
brush daily, teeth only, no hair to worry about, use a water pik and
am dumb to kind animals (or is that kind to dumb animals), help
little old ladies cross the street (big ladies can fend for
themselves) considered dorky by friends and I consider myself the
best thing since mom invented peanut butter pie (or was
that apple pie?).
Somewhere in all these links you might
find my personality. Then again, I'm not sure I ever had one to begin
with, but in case you find it, I'd appreciate you emailing it back to
me. It has little value to others but great sentimental value to me -
what little there is of it has been with me for many years.
So dive on in, suits optional:
This site was last updated in May 2005