I am here Lori. I have been "listening" in to all the conversation wondering what more I could add. We all get in a few comments at my exercise class but nobody has the boobjob stories....School starts in Springfield the last week of August but I would love to get together. One more week and we have winter break...I am so looking forward! It is snowing really hard here right now (at 6:24)..personall, I am tired of the snow. Luckily, we missed most of the big ice/snow storm on Wednesday of last week getting only about 6 inches but it has snow flurried most of the week. I certainly don't miss getting all that wonderful paperwork done for college..where do your kids go to school, Richard? Travel safely...

I will certainly plan to be available Lori! I don't know where I'll be. Here in P.I. or moved more south. But regardless I'll certainly try to be there. Hopefully if I'm up here the start of school won't interfere. I sure don't want to make it happen! -Patti

hey babe, keep it civil. just so you know, civil unions are just cu on the vt state tax form. it is kind of like- the doctor will cu now, some states may cu later, and then there is good 'ol dixie which will cu never. the chubfest and fartfest doooo sound pretty excellent. i guess i will have to see what serendipity delivers. if nothing else, i will at least go to see a fortune teller. i won't be telling her that i am whacked. i will c if she can c that for herself. okay, maybe i will give her a couple of clues, like telling her that i a member of the shs class of '72- last year of the sixties. i am feeling pretty darn something. i think i just need more beer to know what that might be. i have finished my taxes- kid's taxes too, i have my fafsa forms done for #1 and #2, and i am gonna chill for a couple of weeks before i tackle the rest of the story that vermont student assistance corp thrusts upon me annually. i feel like i can go commune with elvis with a clear head. then there is the whole paul simon angle where he has a hole ripped into his heart and feels blown apart. that may be the elvis messiah syndrome. hope i don't get that. i will be eating some pulled pork in the #1 bbq spot in usa. i will tell you just how good i think it is. the rest remains to be seen. i am gonna see one of my spfld childhood friends in dallas on thursday. then i am off to cheerful detroit friday. thankfully, i get to go to switz on my next trip. peace. richard

While you're looking for fests, watch out for tornadoes.

Now, on a more serious note before you guys go completely whacky: would anyone be able to meet sometime during the last 2 weeks in August either in Burlington or Springfield or somewhere in between? I'll be in Vermont at that time. Part of the time I'll be busy with family stuff cuz it's my brother's daughter's Bat Mitzvah. My parents will be coming from Israel and maybe my sister Amy and her husband. I'll be there with Avi and hopefully all the kids, but they won't stay for 2 weeks, and I think I will. I'm not planning to go to Israel this summer cuz we have my daughter's wedding in July and the Bat Mitzvah in August. I'm hoping my other sister, Katie, and her family will come to the wedding, so then I'll see them all, either in L.A. or Vermont. Anyway, anyone interested in a mini-reunion? By the way, where are you, Kathi?

Patti, did your son get his picture taken with Clinton?

karen, i will be in memphis on tuesday and wednesday. do you know if there will be any festivals there? i have enjoyed your recounting of lesbianfests and sausage fests in the past. seems like your on top of these things. if you know of anything happening north of you, let me know. i would like to be at a parchuting elvis fest or maybe a pb and fried banana fest.

Well, you've got me going again. I'm laughing out loud! This is truly excellant therapy.

Lesbienfest was unexpected and frankly I hadn't gone there earlier. I sure am now. Zowie....I'll admit there have been cleavage conversations here and there. At school you have to be careful what's available to the eye of the student standing above you looking down or when you are scooched down next to a desk. It's funny how differently we dress when we chaperone a dance or have a function at school that's social. The girls definitely come out to play. Did you get that Richard? I'll be you did. You don't miss much.

Dave and I are going out to a terrific restaurant tonight. He'll be home by 7ish weather permitting. Once again the snow is falling all along the path of Bangor to P.I. Down in Portland too, Colin was telling me this afternoon.

He was working at the restaurant last night and Bill Clinton was in town campaigning for you know who. Bill goes into the kitchen to glad hand with the staff. Colin is holding on to a bucket of raw hamburger with his left hand and his right hand is covered in burger. Bill's all 'hi there" and sticks out his hand to shake. Colin grins at him and says he doesn't think Bill will want to shake with him and shows him his meaty paw. So Bill's all smiles and says that's ok and pats him on the shoulder. I think it's a much better story than your basic handshake and movin on. Colin did too.

Wow, this site is turning out to be really educational. I'm learning so much!!! It's beginning to seem pretty boring out here in L.A. I need some of you Springfield people out here to spice things up.
Maybe some boobs and lightning rods.

i can. that's why it is called an imagination!

Oh Lord, I wish you could all hear me laughing! Richard has really nailed it. He only missed one thing. I cannot imagine any of my educator girl friends at a weight watchers meeting or down in the gym comparing our boobs!

lori, you obviously have never been stunned. let me help out here. when a person is stunned, they are unable to communicate for a little while and then when they do recover, they are lucky if they can remember their name, much less what zapped them. i am pretty sure my guesses would not help on what was most stunning to pat, but i will try. here is one possibility. taken literally, "putting my lightning rod in better burger" could be a stunner. or possibly, pat has always found karen to be so stunning that it is now coming as a shock to find out that she is not a 42 D. i actually had to think twice about that one. karen is stunning. guess i never broke it down to exactly why. the only other thing i can think of is that your analysis of pain vs. gain for augmenting bumps and diminishing lumps may have had some galvanizing effect (the word comes from luigi galvani who discovered that the muscles of dead frogs twitched when struck by a spark) . that is all i can figure. maybe we just need to wait for pat to recover and hope that lightning does not strike in the same place twice.

Patti, did I miss something? Who did what? What are you stunned at?

Well now you've gone and done it. I'm stunned.

Richard, you deserve a medal for being strong enough to survive this den of women you're in. We seem to have lost the other men who were here for a while.

Karen, are you sure that's a gym you go to?! Nothing like that going on at Curves. The pain of surgery scares me more than the fat bothers me.

you tell me that first you check the purse and then you tell me that you worship the real thing. i feel so used. maybe not.

I don't know about whacked, but you guys are funny. That's all I have to say right now. I tune into the blog for my entertainment of the day.

okay, karen, we are whacked. and your point is? i got the- first i check the purse. i got the- he likes to talk, sigh. i got the- better put my lightning rod into better burger. so, i'm good here. i will find a rich, deep, yummy (would not have to be a) mail person. i will not tell her i am whacked. i know she would just look at me and say, "and your point is?"

Well folks let me tell about Tim. My mailman. He has long brown hair he ties back in a ponytale. He has a mustache and is probably in his 40's. He is the only person left alive who doesn't own a computer. He buys stuff at my yard sale that he says his wife is going to yell at him about. Old stereo speakers and the like. He just loves to hang out and chit chat on a fine summers day. So yes, there are in fact some hottie mail delivery types out there. Heavy sigh..................................

If your natural appeal is not a "lightning rod" to that mailwoman, then she's the wrong one. You deserve better. Don't waste any time eating bronto burgers with her.

if it was as easy as just bedding every hottie mail person, ya' know that everyone would do it. no, that is not the way it is anymore. these days you need to have skills. if your natural appeal is not a lightning rod for a little rural free delivery, then you will need something special that gets the flag on your mailfox up. that is where my help ends. i have tried everything to no avail. we know that old ben franklin, as the original postmaster general, gave overnight service to every wink he received. however, every word i mumble to my mail woman ends up as so many dead letters- return to sender, address unknown.

So now do you know what to do, Patti? Our mailman didn't show up yesterday. I checked the box twice, and there was nothing in it--though we saw the mail truck go by. He must have gotten scared off just imagining what was going to happen to him here.

it is true that you can wait and just pull them in by their hair, but there is quite a bit more wisdom in grabbing your spear and heading into the jungle. the point is that techniques have developed over time- that is, up until the time when hair grabbing techniques were being regularly applied to mail person hotties. this blatant and relatively primitive grab and grope approach was replaced a loooooooooooong time ago by a more elegant game of hide and seek. still, bring your spear and use it when enough is enough.