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Re: MONDAY

I remember him. His brother was famous for his beer.

Thanks for the question.

OT (not an trivia question answer)

Bill,

That reminds me of a joke:

Was he the best pitcher that ever threw a baseball? Back in the 1950s, there were a lot of folks who thought so.

Mel Famey of the Milwaukee Braves was a natural -- a once-in-a-lifetime phenomenon whose fast ball blew away the best hitters. His 90 MPH curve ball would start out like it was going to hit the batter's ear, only to break at the last instant and hit the outside corner of the plate for a strike.

His change up made the best hitters in the league cry -- they would swing, drop the bat, and stare incredulously as the ball hit the catcher's mitt.

He was indeed awesome!

Why then, you might ask, is he not in the Hall of Fame? Why haven't you ever heard of him?

Alas, like many others before him, Mel's downfall was demon alcohol.

Ol' Mel really liked to tilt the glass. His drinking became almost legendary around the country, but he never let it affect his pitching until The Braves and the Yankees were in the World Series!

Excitement reigned!

The series was tied at three games apiece, and the Braves were in New York for the seventh and deciding game.

The night before the big event, Mel's thirst got the better of him. He sneaked out of the hotel after curfew, and bought himself two cases of beer.

As you might imagine, the next morning Mel didn't feel too good.

But being the pro that he was, Mel managed to do just fine -- until the bottom of the ninth inning. With the Braves ahead by one run, two out, and the bases loaded, Mel's revelry the night before finally caught up to him.

Eight straight pitches -- eight straight balls. He walked in the tying run and the winning run, thereby, losing the game and the series.

After the game, a reporter went to the jubilant Yankee's clubhouse and spoke to the last two players that faced Mel. "Tell me," he asked, "to what do you attribute this victory over the best pitcher in the major leagues"?

In unison they replied, ... "It was the beer that made Mel Famey walk us"!

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I'm with Gary...I think it's an old peanut farmer. Tom

Errr....I meant Bill.

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Bill gets a star today. Tom gets one too. Both knew it was Jimmy Carter. A nearly perfect example of what happens when you elect a good guy, a smart guy, a religious guy, but merely that. President Jimmy Carter, a known woodworker was given a number of shop tools by his staff when he departed the White House. One magazine, it may have been Popular Science or Popular Mechanics, did an article. I remember at the time that even then his staff was severly lacking in not doing the research to get a decent woodworker, even if he was also THE President, better tools. They loaded him down with the least expensive, light duty, consumer type of the Sears Craftsman brand to provide a saw, jointer, etc. Some, I'm sure were not made in the U.S. I remember thinking that they determined to gift him quantity not quality. They should have known better. Even though he, of course, accepted them gracefully, I thought at the time that he was so far past the tools that they gave him it was almost embarrassing for him to smile when doing the article. A departure gift so close in thought and so weak in execution. Sort of like finding out that the big package you were curious about and saved until last, is a can of popcorn as your major holiday gift.

Aside from his retirement salary (which isn�t insignificant), his Nobel prize money, and consulting and speaking fees, former President Carter makes at least one piece of quality furniture each year to be auctioned off for a humanitarian foundation. That auction typically brings in over $100,000 to the foundation.

Pick carefully tomorrow. Vote!!!

Re: MONDAY second chance

In early England when secret voting using a wooden ballot box in dark, fire/candle lit secret ceremonies--using�white� balls and �black� balls--as in a fraternal organization or social club, what was the �trick� used to to absolutely identify the black ball from all of the multi-time used grungy white balls ?

Jimmy

I have seen several photo's of Carter's work. I do know that it sells for huge money...often times in charity auctions. All I can say is that knowing what I make for my work, and what he gets for his, I wish I was an ex-president. Sheeez. Tom

GROOOOAAAAAANNNN! :-)

There once was a dedicate Rabbi. He served the people for many years without ever thinking of himself. One day, he decided that it was time for a sabbatical.

He sailed far and wide, searching out the true meaning of life, until one day when he came across an island that wasn't on any of the maps. He decided to explore its mountains and valleys. Upon climbing the island's highest peak, he spied a beautiful valley below.

He climbed down into the valley to see nature in all of it's abundance. Beautiful lush forests, rolling fields, abundant wildlife. And the tiniest houses he had ever seen.

You see, this was the valley of the Trid people. They were only 12" tall, but lived a great many years in peace an tranquility in this valley. They invited the rabbi to stay with them and learn their ways.

The days turned into weeks. The week turned into months. The Rabbi was truly at peace and had ample time to consider what beauty he could bring back to the world at the end of his sabbatical. Oh the things he had learned.

The next day, a dark ominous cloud hung over the valley. There was an eerie feeling in the air. The animals had all run off to hide.

Suddenly, a giant came crashing through the woods! He immediately picked up a Trid and drop kicked him 50 yards. Then, another Trid flew 60 yards. The giant seemed more joyful with every kick.

The rabbi, being a man of peaceful means, and absolutely no threat to the giant decided to try to put an end to this madness. He approached the giant with reason in mind:

"Excuse me, Mr. Giant, sir. These people are defenseless against you. They live in peace. They bother no one. What could they possibly have done to deserve this?"

The giant just looked at him and replied "Silly Rabbi, Trids are for kicks!"

Groan right back at you ;-)

Steve

I know what you mean

the last I saw was a "natural" slab table. It was reminiscent of Nakashima. It was nice but not six figures. On the other hand, if you get on the bandwagon now and are willing to battle it out with Sarah, there's an slight chance opening in 2012

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I would have given him stuff from Harbor Freight------

Second chance answer--voting

No takers on the second chance question. Perhaps it was too easy.

The way that a voting person was certain that they cast a black ball in the dimmly lit, smoky, waxy ceremonial voting rituals was that no matter how grubby and soot covered the white balls had become, they were all round. Often the black ball was not a ball, but a die like cube. That way there could be little argument that a "black ball" was cast.

Get out and vote. If you don't vote you abdicate your high moral ground to complain.

Re: Second chance answer--voting

"No takers on the second chance question. Perhaps it was too easy."

Lack of response didn't mean we weren't trying! I was racking my brain for a common idiom that may have had that origin.

Very interesting.