Pinckneyville 99
highflyer
yesterday afternoon in the hangar with the door open between the
Stinson and the Stearman that did the little groundloop, and surveyed
the absolutely DESERTED airfield. Nothing left but echos of the
weekend revelry still ringing in the eaves of Highflight Aviation
Services hangar.
The trash is all gone, the food is put away, the kitchen is quiet,
the tables are back in storage for next year. I can't find a single
one of my tools and all the little things I usually have laying
around handy have been tucked away in unfathomable places.
Next week I get to start repairing dinged wingtips! <g>
The first arrival this year was Chet Razer in his pretty yellow
RV-6. He held down the fort for the folks at Highflight Aviation
while some strange and, as it turned out, needless, vehicle switching
took place. He was only going to stay until five.
By five on thursday folks had started arriving. The setup for
beverages was installed and working fine. There were four different
microbrewed beers on draft, as well as a couple of different sodas.
The grill was dragged out in front of the hangar and huge stacks of
italian sausage, HOT italian sausage, and bratwurst, all homemade by
a friend of our feckless host, quickly vanished. It was a great
picnic to start off the festivities.
During the picnic the "Pinckneyville Flyin Volunteer Group" chart
was drawn up. There were duties enough for everyone, and everyone
did a few hours sometime during the weekend to keep things working
well and efficiently. When you picked up your registration you also
signed up for the "chore of choice."
Registration was an appropriate "yellow tag" which indicated we were
all "fit for service."
Thursday evening we sat around eating sausages and drinking our
favorite beverages and swapping great lies until it got so dark we
couldn't see who we were talking with. About that time, there was
a mass exodus to campsites and motels. Everyone found transportation
who needed it without any difficulty. There were enough folks who
had flown in commercially and rented cars at the airport to cover
all of the transportation needs and suitably supplement the airport
courtesy car which was also pressed into yeoman service for the
weekend.
Friday morning everyone gathered back at Highflight Aviation hangar
shortly after sunrise. We launched the dawn patrol and breakfast
at the same time. Snowbird had sent down some great pancake mix
and, even though Highflyer mixed the first batch without the OJ and
vanilla, they tasted great. They were supplemented with some good
"Jimmy Dean" sausages and lots of OJ and coffee.
Friday morning folks started flying in for the event about 7:30 AM
and didn't stop until dark. Buddy flying and lie swapping went on
with a vengeance all day long. Everyone who wanted to get up in the
air got an opportunity to do so with SOMEONE during the day.
The camping area slowly filled up with tents and airplanes and there
were clumps of folks all over the place meeting, remeeting, and just
generally saying things like "So YOU are _______! You are not at ALL
like I imagined!"
By dinner time the grill was fired up again with more of the sausages
and an endless supply of really good hamburgers that didn't shrink
when you grill them! <g> It was a great picnic dinner, with everyone
swapping lies. Sierra and John R. did bring some big band music,
as well as a PA system to play it on. I especially enjoyed sitting
in the hangar enjoying a great dinner and watching friends flying
in and out listening to Mozart Horn Concertos on the PA system! I
can't help it. I am a Mozart bigot as well as a Unix bigot! <g>
There are two kinds of flyins. One kind of flyin is an "airplane"
flyin, where everyone parks their airplanes and everyone else just
walks around and looks at them. Then they have a big banquet and
give everyone awards.
The other kind is a "people" flyin, where people who love airplanes
get together to spend a weekend immersed in airplanes and talking
with other people who are just as crazy. It is an interesting
experience. It becomes almost as addictive as the flying is! <g>
Pinckneyville is THAT kind of flyin. Nothing is for sale, no one
is trying to get your money. It is like a family reunion picnic
where the family is all of rec.aviation.
Saturday morning we finally got the pancakes right. Everyone started
trickling into the hangar about six thirty in the morning! The
festivities start off early in the morning. By saturday afternoon
we had about 200 folks registered. Every place on the airport
where you could park an airplane has somebody parking their airplane
there. Having learned to fly, many years ago, in a Taylorcraft L2-M,
I was delighted to get a ride in one on saturday. I can still fly
the darn thing too! What a delightful airplane. Fantastic
visibility! <g> The Pinckneyville Flyin aircraft repair service
got to do a little fixing on a Cardinal where the landing light had
come adrift and was threatening to take out the electrical system.
One poor fellow who I shan't name pulled a "Highflyer" and dinged
a wingtip on landing in a beautiful Stearman that we had just
gotten flying barely in time for the flyin. Fortunately, it didn't
really BITE him, just a little nip to attract attention. Airplanes
don't like it if you fail to give them your undivided attention,
especially when they are close to the ground! <g>
Now the Stearman is in the hangar along with my bird and we have
TWO wingtips to repair next week. <g> At least I don't feel so
lonely in the tipbenders club now. <g>
Saturday lunch was "interesting." We had about forty extra people
show up for lunch and far more registrations on saturday than we
had anticipated. The result was a lunch that had been planned for
about 80 people had to feed over 200! It took us from noon until
three thirty to get everyone fed and we were bringing out food
from EVERYWHERE. Not a soul complained, except for some people
from EAA Chapter 32, who expected to be waited on hand and foot
even though they REFUSED to pay a full daily registration because
they didn't think they should have to do so. Watch out for the
cheapskates in the red jump suits with the cub scout badges all
over them. <g>
Saturday the local EAA chapter was also giving free rides to
children on the Young Eagles program, during the flyin. They were
using two airplanes hopping kids as fast as they could load them
up from the hangar on the other end of "hangar row" from Highflight
Aviation. I was a bit concerned about people who don't know anything
about airplanes and children climbing on peoples airplanes when they
were not around, so we closed the flight line. A pass was required.
A flyin "yellow tag" was the best pass. It let you go anywhere and
do anything and eat anything and drink anything on the airport.
The kids getting rides got a little green pass that let them onto
the flightline when accompanied by their "Young Eagle" pilot.
It worked really well, and there were NO problems that I know of
between the two groups. It did make for a lot of excitement in the
area and a lot of good publicity for the airport. Maybe it will
help the two cities, Pinckneyville and DuQuoin, that own the airport
to justify the cost of upkeep.
Saturday was the big grilled chicken dinner. We cooked up two
hundred pieces of chicken. Quite a few people didn't stay for
dinner. I just ate a couple of chicken legs for lunch! :-/
After the evening picnic was wound down Bad Water Bill took over
as "Master of Ceremonies" for the official "hangar flying contest."
This year the acclamation went to Peter Lert for his great story
about how he became an officer in the Romanian Air Force! Lots of
good hangar flying took place. Fortunately we DID have our two
official hangar pilots for flight crew, both with ATR Hot Air Balloon
ratings. There was no shortage of hot air.
It was midnight by the time everyone drifted off to their beds and
sacked out.
Sunday morning breakfast was really good. A couple of warmup runs
and we were off and running. Sydney volunteered to cook sunday
breakfast and we happily put her to work in the kitchen.
Sunday the weather forecasts began to occupy a lot of attention and
became a frequent conversational topic. The flight service station
was reporting some heavy weather activity in a north-south line
from Canada to the gulf of Mexico to the west. They suggested that
folks heading to the west head out promptly. Since the line was
moving east, and expected to roll over Pinckneyville sunday afternoon,
a lot of the folks heading east or south also snuck out ahead of it
so they wouldn't have to follow it home.
Dylan Smith wisely chose to delay his departure to the south until
AFTER the front passed through. It went past sunday evening, and
Dylan took off Monday morning early into a cloudless blue sky with
fantastic visibility. I hope you had a great flight home, Dylan.
By noon monday it was pretty quiet around the place. <g>
Another great Pinckneyville Flyin is a memory. Until Pastor Dave
gets the video out. I think he got virtually everything of interest
on video this year! <g>
If anyone wants video, be sure to contact Dave Pincus.
HF
Rich Ahrens
> The Pinckneyville Flyin aircraft repair service
> got to do a little fixing on a Cardinal where the landing light had
> come adrift and was threatening to take out the electrical system.
And I thank you for the assistance. It enabled me to take Pastor
Pink-Ass up for a tour of the Mississippi River valley. Tell you,
though, the poor beast did *not* want to rotate with the two of us in
the front seats. And his short legs meant his seat was forward enough to
require some squeezing of the yoke into his BBQ-sated midsection...
> Sunday the weather forecasts began to occupy a lot of attention and
> became a frequent conversational topic. The flight service station
> was reporting some heavy weather activity in a north-south line
> from Canada to the gulf of Mexico to the west. They suggested that
> folks heading to the west head out promptly. Since the line was
> moving east, and expected to roll over Pinckneyville sunday afternoon,
> a lot of the folks heading east or south also snuck out ahead of it
> so they wouldn't have to follow it home.
I notice you left out us northern folks. It was IMC ahead of the front,
so there was no choice for us VFR types but to wait. However, the winds
were right on the nose and horrendous behind it. I got so beat up that I
spent Sunday night in Columbia, MO, which I half expected to do when I
left PJY anyway. Unfortunately, the winds did not improve on Monday, but
at least the Minneapolis ceilings lifted. The choice was on top of a
scattered layer, a smooth ride with forecast winds of 40-50 kts and
PIREPs of 70, or below it with moderate turbulence all the way but only
10-15 kts on the nose. I chose the latter, and my head was still
spinning hours later...
Anyway, thanks for a great bash, Highflyer. Pville is the place to be in
May from now on.
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Betsy Ilfeld (UND)
On Tue, 25 Highflyer
> Saturday lunch was "interesting. We had about forty extra people
> show up for lunch and far more registrations on saturday than we
> had anticipated. The result was a lunch that had been planned for
> about 80 people had to feed over 200! It took us from noon until
> three thirty to get everyone fed and we were bringing out food
> from EVERYWHERE. Not a soul complained, except for some people
> from EAA Chapter 32, who expected to be waited on hand and foot
> even though they REFUSED to pay a full daily registration because
> they didn't think they should have to do so. Watch out for the
> cheapskates in the red jump suits with the cub scout badges all
> over them. <g>
Next year, BWB has to bring Ms. Geeter and her ilk to do
registration. An appropriate sign reading " It is better to give than to
receive" will hang above the table. The FAA should check the weight and
balance of the paper plates before they depart the serving area. Some were
definately over gross and out of balance.
The Hecksel's
How about telling us po folks that cudn't make it who WAS
there?
Wingy?
Victoria?
Papa Poberezney (or however he spells his name)?
Chuck Sluzarchek (or however he spells his name)?
Muzzle Loader?
RAH's attorney of record Tony P.?
What about the feds coming to verify bobo's allegations (or
did he finally get religion)?
I know GuIdO was there, but what about Little Tommy Cooper
and his lovely wife?
Looking forward to seeing Pasture Pinkass's video (if he
finally learned how to aim the damn thing).
Hoping to see ya in 00. Maybe I can get Nancy to come then
and be PIC.
Warren
Ronald James Wanttaja
>
>It was midnight by the time everyone drifted off to their beds and
>sacked out.
Ah, but HF, there was still some excitement at this point.
Many of us staying at the Mainstreet hung around in the parking lot
chatting and imbibing. Then BWB loudly started proclaiming that his bed
looked "funny."
BWB had good reason to be suspicious. Last year, his bed got
short-sheeted.
Bill peeled back the covers, and sure enough... he'd been short-sheeted
again.
We all roared at that. We also looked slying out the corners of our
eyes at each other, trying to figure out who the guilty party was.
Oddly enough, as Bill raged, nobody stepped forward nor seemed
especially smug.
Then Ampmeter got an odd look. He ducked back to this room, and came
out shouting, "Hey, mine's short-sheeted too!"
Betsy Ilfeld ducked into their room, and confirmed THEY'D been hit.
As of this point, we were practically lying on the ground dying. Every
few seconds, one of us would sprint towards our rooms only to come back
laughing even harder. I'm surprised the cops didn't show up just
because of the noise.
To make a long story short (too late!) *Every one of us* got
short-sheeted. One of the few non-RAH folks came out of their room at
one point, and when asked, said THEY hadn't been short-sheeted. A 100%
effective, precision strike by a serial short-sheeter.
Who did it? Primary suspicion falls on Badwater himself. We all saw
the bed he was suspicious of...there was NOTHING weird about it. The
beds were too well made to believe an amateur did it...and Barbara (the
manager) confirmed someone had bribed the housemaids to do it.
Either that, or it was Miss Geeter.... :-)
Ron "Slept with my knees under my chin" Wanttaja
want...@halcyon.com
http://www.halcyon.com/wanttaja/
highflyer
>
> OK HF,
>
> How about telling us po folks that cudn't make it who WAS
> there?
>
> Wingy?
> Victoria?
Nope
> Papa Poberezney (or however he spells his name)?
Another one missing in action!
> Chuck Sluzarchek (or however he spells his name)?
"El Pollo Loco." Nope, he couldn't make it.
> Muzzle Loader?
The Jug which is still half full of potent stuff, is safely locked
into the explosives vault at Highflight Aviation.
> RAH's attorney of record Tony P.?
He arrived later than usual because of a court appearance that delayed
his departure from sunny florida, but he arrived in style and his
presence was noted by all.
>
> What about the feds coming to verify bobo's allegations (or
> did he finally get religion)?
>
I have no idea about bobo's allegations. The FAA at the local FSDO
certainly knew about the event and I personally invited ALL of them.
> I know GuIdO was there, but what about Little Tommy Cooper
> and his lovely wife?
>
Haven't met the great JEnnyne yet. However, Tommy and Dave won the
award for their great EMT spring from the Highflight Hangar to the
runway to come to the aid of the circulating Stearman.
> Looking forward to seeing Pasture Pinkass's video (if he
> finally learned how to aim the damn thing).
>
Actually, he drafted everyone and anyone to aim it, so camera aim
may continue to be an ongoing problem. <g>
> Hoping to see ya in 00. Maybe I can get Nancy to come then
> and be PIC.
>
Give it a shot. Would like to see Nancy again also. She is a
neat lady.
HF
Badwater Bill
>
>Who did it? Primary suspicion falls on Badwater himself. We all saw
>the bed he was suspicious of...there was NOTHING weird about it. The
>beds were too well made to believe an amateur did it...and Barbara (the
>manager) confirmed someone had bribed the housemaids to do it.
>
>Either that, or it was Miss Geeter.... :-)
BBBWWWWWWAHHAAAAAAHAHHAHAHHAAAAAA!
It weren't me!
I think it were the ant eater! That stealthy muther! In fact,
although I have NO data, I know the sick personality that it requires
to do a job like this. My call is John Ammmmetter! Miss Geeter
called me and told me her suspicions were the same. She knows Barbara
Williams and they converse on religious items. To have Barbara tell
us the guy was small with some facial hair and sort of dark
complexioned made me think if ant eater instantly. He's big, light
complexioned and has No facial hair. It's the exact inverse you
dorks. Get it?
Admit it you Ex CIA agent John Amp-i-theater. I know it was you. I
know it.
BWB
snowb...@my-deja.com
Universit...@earthlink.net (Badwater Bill) wrote:
> >Who did it? Primary suspicion falls on Badwater himself.
> BBBWWWWWWAHHAAAAAAHAHHAHAHHAAAAAA!
> It weren't me!
And that *smirk* on your face when the topic was discussed,
which got bigger and BIGger and BIGGER was 'cuz of......what?
The Wx briefing back to Vegas? That was the biggest *smirk*
I've seen outside Alice in Wonderland. An hour after you took
off it was still hanging in the air where you'd been standing.
You did it you old reprobate. 'Fess up.
Snow"no sheets to short"bird
--== Sent via Deja.com http://www.deja.com/ ==--
---Share what you know. Learn what you don't.---
John Ammeter
(Badwater Bill) wrote:
>
>>
>>Who did it? Primary suspicion falls on Badwater himself. We all saw
>>the bed he was suspicious of...there was NOTHING weird about it. The
>>beds were too well made to believe an amateur did it...and Barbara (the
>>manager) confirmed someone had bribed the housemaids to do it.
>>
>>Either that, or it was Miss Geeter.... :-)
>
>BBBWWWWWWAHHAAAAAAHAHHAHAHHAAAAAA!
>
>It weren't me!
>
>I think it were the ant eater! That stealthy muther! In fact,
>although I have NO data, I know the sick personality that it requires
>to do a job like this. My call is John Ammmmetter! Miss Geeter
>called me and told me her suspicions were the same. She knows Barbara
>Williams and they converse on religious items. To have Barbara tell
>us the guy was small with some facial hair and sort of dark
>complexioned made me think if ant eater instantly. He's big, light
>complexioned and has No facial hair. It's the exact inverse you
>dorks. Get it?
>
>Admit it you Ex CIA agent John Amp-i-theater. I know it was you. I
>know it.
>
>BWB
>
You're just trying to hide, Phillips!! We all know it was you. Your
bed was made up perfectly but you said it looked 'funny'. Yah, and my
mother rides a unicycle, too.
The night before we all sat in your room and you didn't make up your
bed. Why turn it down that night? Unless, you wanted to 'find' the
short-sheeted bed first to throw off the scent.
You did it, you had the opportunity and you have the underhanded
methods to accomplish it.
Thing is, next year we gotta get back at you. Each and everyone of
us must individually GET YOU. Live in fear, you cur.
jon ampmeter
Dylan Smith
>
> > Muzzle Loader?
> The Jug which is still half full of potent stuff, is safely locked
> into the explosives vault at Highflight Aviation.
Oh yes... I've just got some of my pics up on my flying web page
(http://www.icct.net/~dyls/flying.html - scroll down 'till you get to the
P'ville link) of some of the Ilk attending plus the offending jar of Muzzle
Loader on the Bob Urban Memorial Cot...
--
Dylan Smith, Houston TX.
http://www.icct.net/~dyls
"Maintain thine airspeed, lest the ground come up and smite thee"
John H Ousterhout
I just posted some of mine at:
http://www.cyberis.net/~jouster
- John Ousterhout -
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John H Ousterhout
>To make a long story short (too late!) *Every one of us*
>got short-sheeted. One of the few non-RAH folks
>came out of their room at one point, and when asked, said
>THEY hadn't been short-sheeted. A 100%
>effective, precision strike by a serial short-sheeter.
>
>Who did it? Primary suspicion falls on Badwater himself. We
>all saw the bed he was suspicious
>of...there was NOTHING weird about it. The beds were too
>well made to believe an amateur did it...and
>Barbara (the manager) confirmed someone had bribed the
>housemaids to do it.
I think that Peter Lert was suspiciously quiet about the
short sheeting. Nor did he appear Saturday night as we were
all discovering it. If Badwater did it I don't think he
would have been able to keep quiet about it for this long.
- John (just wait 'til next year) Ousterhout -
Gary M. Plewa
John H Ousterhout <jou...@cyberis.net> writes:
> [ snip ]
> I think that Peter Lert was suspiciously quiet about the
> short sheeting. Nor did he appear Saturday night as we were
> all discovering it. If Badwater did it I don't think he
> would have been able to keep quiet about it for this long.
Yea, but BWB had a "Motive", to reciprocate for last year.
Why would Peter want to short sheet the entire Mainstreet Inn
contingent of RAH?
Gary
JStricker
when I get done I'm gonnna zip them all up and ship them to Outhouse and let
him post what he wants. We did it that way last year and he's a good
editor.
John Stricker
--
"I didn't spend all these years getting to the top of the food chain
just to become a vegetarian"
John H Ousterhout <jou...@cyberis.net> wrote in message
news:9278257...@www2.remarq.com...
> Nice pix Dylan.
>
> I just posted some of mine at:
>
> http://www.cyberis.net/~jouster
>
> - John Ousterhout -
Ronald James Wanttaja
Gary M. Plewa <gm...@SPAMsuperlink.net> wrote:
>
> Yea, but BWB had a "Motive", to reciprocate for last year.
>
> Why would Peter want to short sheet the entire Mainstreet Inn
>contingent of RAH?
Who wouldn't? :-)
Ron Wanttaja
want...@halcyon.com
http://www.halcyon.com/wanttaja/
Ronald James Wanttaja
Badwater Bill <Universit...@earthlink.net> wrote:
>
>>
>>Who did it? Primary suspicion falls on Badwater himself. We all saw
>>the bed he was suspicious of...there was NOTHING weird about it. The
>>beds were too well made to believe an amateur did it...and Barbara (the
>>manager) confirmed someone had bribed the housemaids to do it.
>>
>
>
>I think it were the ant eater! That stealthy muther! In fact,
>although I have NO data, I know the sick personality that it requires
>to do a job like this. My call is John Ammmmetter!
Admittedly, the fact that Toilet Galvanometer decided to check his
OWN sheets is a bit suspicious. However, Bill, you forget: I gave you
a ride back to the hotel earlier that evening. You took a nap. I had
to come pound on your door to wake you up to go back to the airport for
the evening's festivities.
So, why weren't you suspicious of your bed THEN? Why start pointing
fingers at it six hours later, claiming it looked funny, when:
A. You'd already slept on it, and
B. The fact that the bed was short-sheeted was absolutely not
detectable until turning the bed down, since the housemaid had made the
bed.
Guilty, guilty, guilty!
Ron "Revenge is a dish best served with garlic bread" Wanttaja
want...@halcyon.com
http://www.halcyon.com/wanttaja/
The Lyjak's
'taint me, although there is a certain hairline resemblance...
Dave "and I know what I look like, especially on my back" Lyjak
Betsy Ilfeld (UND)
> In article <7ikehb$e4a$1...@earth.superlink.net>,
> Gary M. Plewa <gm...@SPAMsuperlink.net> wrote:
> >
> > Yea, but BWB had a "Motive", to reciprocate for last year.
> >
> > Why would Peter want to short sheet the entire Mainstreet Inn
> >contingent of RAH?
>
1. Peter was accused of being a thief while carrying
chicken from the grill to the serving table.
2. Peter wanted BWB to have a new story to tell while flying back to
Colorado.
Bob U.
>'Cept the picture titled "Dave Lyjack made it all the way..."
>'taint me, although there is a certain hairline resemblance...
>
>Dave "and I know what I look like, especially on my back" Lyjak
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
FINALLY !!!
Meeting you with a face different than that pictured, certainly had
alarm bells going off in this cockpit
Given the past year of Muzzleloader flashbacks, Outhouse's labeling
just about had me checking in to the Betty Ford Clinic.
Your response was none too soon, Dave. <g>
Bob U.
David
so we simply took the remaining sheet from each and made up a
single bed. It's MUCH better travelling with someone of the
opposite sex....
Badwater Bill
>And that *smirk* on your face when the topic was discussed,
>which got bigger and BIGger and BIGGER was 'cuz of......what?
>The Wx briefing back to Vegas? That was the biggest *smirk*
>I've seen outside Alice in Wonderland. An hour after you took
>off it was still hanging in the air where you'd been standing.
>
>You did it you old reprobate. 'Fess up.
>
>Snow"no sheets to short"bird
BBBWWWAAHHHAAAAAA!
I think that smile is still probably at the particular XYZ coordinate.
I have to tell you guys that I was set up by some putrid little twerp
on this one. I'm beginning to think it was that little con man Tommy
Cooper now! I'm going to tell Miss Geeter about this.
I could have had a lapse in consciousness however and turned into one
of my vile altered egos. You do know that there are about six people
living within me! Anyone of them could have done it and not told me.
BWB
Rich Ahrens
> I could have had a lapse in consciousness however and turned into one
> of my vile altered egos. You do know that there are about six people
> living within me!
And that doesn't include the tapeworms!
rokhed
>
> On Sun, 30 May 1999 13:38:24 -0500, in <375185A0...@visi.com>, Rich Ahrens
> <r...@visi.com> wrote:
>
> >Badwater Bill wrote:
> >> I could have had a lapse in consciousness however and turned into one
> >> of my vile altered egos. You do know that there are about six people
> >> living within me!
> >
> >And that doesn't include the tapeworms!
> >
>
I think he meant tequila worms
--
A man was reading The Canterbury Tales one Saturday morning, when his
wife asked "What have you got there?" Replied he, "Just my cup and
Chaucer."
JStricker
entertainment for the kids by handing them out in LVS on Halloween. He's a
sick, sick man.
John Stricker
--
"I didn't spend all these years getting to the top of the food chain
just to become a vegetarian"
Richard Riley <NOberk...@Loop.com> wrote in message
news:3751a56d...@news.loop.com...
Rich Ahrens
> They thrive in it. And, in BWB's case, glow in the dark. He provides
> entertainment for the kids by handing them out in LVS on Halloween. He's a
> sick, sick man.
Gawd, imagine him with a big bowl of beans at night: tracer fire!
tom c
Badwater Bill wrote in message <37547e34....@news.earthlink.net>...
>
>>>I think that smile is still probably at the particular XYZ coordinate.
>I have to tell you guys that I was set up by some putrid little twerp
>on this one. I'm beginning to think it was that little con man Tommy
>Cooper now! I'm going to tell Miss Geeter about this.
>
Geeter
Terrible Tommy
tom c
Gary M. Plewa wrote in message <7ikehb$e4a$1...@earth.superlink.net>...
>In article <9278308...@www2.remarq.com>,
> John H Ousterhout <jou...@cyberis.net> writes:
>> [ snip ]
> Why would Peter want to short sheet the entire Mainstreet Inn
>contingent of RAH?
>
>Gary
Why to people climb mountains?
Because they're there :)