Re: Seeking open-minded physicist

From: Paul Draper (pdraper_at_yahoo.com)
Date: 10/01/04 

Date: 1 Oct 2004 13:28:36 -0700

"Rick" <rick_sobie@hotmail.com> wrote in message news:<ti67d.555931$M95.191838@pd7tw1no>...
> > It isn't our own design or purpose, if it were, I sure as heck wouldn't be
> > going
> > to work tomorrow, I would be [enter your favorite brand of debauchery
> here]
> >
>
> If you entered anything to do with the Olsen Twins in your debauchery,
> give yourself two demerit points. Wait a minute, maybe it IS your
> design. Maybe you are just some Budhist monk, from the 3rd century,
> sitting under a tree somewhere comtemplating his navel, and all this,
> including mee, is just part of some great imaginings of yours.
>
> If so, would you do me a favor? How bout thinking me a raise,
> and while you are at it, would you mind sending a message to Angelina
> for me? Tell her that I think she should give up that lifestyle and move to
> Victoria here and be with me. She doesn't need that huge mansion in Britain.
>
> I am not suggesting she give all her money to charity, leave it to the
> children,
> she adopts. Let them use it to do good in the world, and carry on the
> legacy she started.
>
> It takes money to live in this world, and although I don't have much of a
> need for it myself, I can see the need for it.
>
> But it is not about money, it is about life and love and those magic
> moments.
>
> Moments like when Elvis, did his comeback tour, and he was decked out
> with his finest clothes, and his big sideburns, and he was _the king_.
>
> He was there, center stage, surrounded by adoring fans, halfway through
> the concert, and he broke into a medly.
>
> "Well I wish I was in the land of cotton, old times there are not forgotten,
> look away,
> look away, look away to Dixieland" and the orchestra was building,
> and he went on to do a bit about a child, and a man, who went off to war,
> "And hush little baby, don't you cry, you know your daddy's bound to die,
> and all my trials lord, will soon be, over" and the orchestra is building,
> and he is down on one knee, with his perfect superman curl,
> and his star covered white suit with the high collar,
> and his arm goes up, and the a girl screams at the top of her lungs and
> passes out,
> and the crowd is going wild, and he sings, "Glory, glory, haleluha, Glory
> glory,
> hallejua, glory, glory halleluja, his truth, goes marching, on~nnn,
> his truth, goes marching ON~~~~~"
>
> And the crowd goes wild.
>
> There are things in this world, that are well worth the effort.
>
> Tell her, tell her she will never find another man like me.
>
> I may not be the king, but I can [insert anything whatsoever that might
> convince Angelina Jolie, to give up her hectic lifestyle and live here in
> Victoria,
> with me. And good luck with that one. Its a bit of a tall order I know :]

Oh, my.

[backing slowly away]
PD

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