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Cub fans have jobs? . . .

It is far better to not have an award and have people wonder why; than to have an award and have people wonder why . . .

BTW, you didn't drop anything in Cal today, did you?

Actually when I wrote that, I wasn't thinking of that post. I really just needed something that went with duche bag. Any parallels to actual people and events were unintended. Sorry. As far as posting in green, I guess pa and I could offer you some from the 2,000 gallon reserve we both keep. Notice he and I are labeled the greenskeepers

If the terrorist decided to attack the Rio Grande Valley they would be so dissapointed. It would take the networks 2 days to find the place and then they couldn't tell what was damaged by a blast and what just is that way. Now if I was working in the Sears Tower, I may be a little more nervous. I wonder how attendance in the sky deck is doing.

SPACE WIRE Russia touts "space honeymoon" for 40 million dollars MOSCOW (AFP) Dec 21, 2003 Despite banning marriages in space, Russia is offering newlyweds the chance to swap Venice or the Niagara Falls for a cosmic honeymoon romance by buying a 40-million-dollar ticket to space, officials said Sunday. Russia's Rosaviakosmos space agency is proposing together with US firm Space Adventures for couples to fly together to the International Space Station (ISS) on a Russian Soyuz space craft, said Rosaviakosmos spokesman Sergei Gorbunov. "Under our contract with Space Adventures we have an option for sending two space tourists at once on a Soyuz. So theoretically, young married couples could make use of this possibility," he told the ITAR-TASS news agency. The asking price for a 10-day visit to the ISS is around 20 million dollars (16 million euros), a sum only two space tourists -- Californian businessman Dennis Tito and South Africa Internet millionaire Mark Shuttleworth -- have so far been willing to pay. Both tourists jaunts were organised by Space Adventures. The price for a couple would be twice that amount. Candidates, who would travel on board one spaceship accompanied by a professional astronaut, would have to show they are in a good health and undergo eight to 10 months of training, the official said. In addition, "they will have to prove they don't have bad habits, money from illegal sources and don't belong to any terrorist organisation," Gorbunov added. The Russian space official did not specify whether sex would be permitted for the space-bound honeymooners. Astronauts are banned from having sex in space because of the possible risks to the embryo if a female cosmonaut became pregnant. In August this year, Russian cosmonaut Yury Malenchenko, 41, married 27-year-old Yekaterina Dmitriyeva in space, although the bride remained firmly on the earth while he was aboard the orbiting space station. Malenchenko went ahead with the wedding despite the opposition of his superiors at Rosaviakosmos, who saw the union as a potential breach of security and stressed that in future "space marriages will be forbidden". Space Adventues, the Arlington, Virgina-based firm, which brokered the first two tourist space flights in 2001 and 2002, has signed a contract with Rosaviakosmos to fly two more tourists to the ISS in 2004-2005. Russia and the United States, the major partners in the 16-nation ISS project, have clashed in the past over Moscow's keenness to raise money for its cash-strapped space program by selling tourist tickets to the ISS. Russia sends Soyuz rockets to the ISS every six months on so-called "taxi missions".

He isn't nearly as funny and intelligent as most Texans; but way funnier and intelligent than most people in PA.

Being from Texas, I have to donate. If pa moves to PA it will raise the IQ and humor in both states

People just got tired of voting southsider for everything from Mayor to dogcatcher. The nice thing about southsider is he can start a thread, moderate it, and then head out for a beer with you. don't ask him to be funny also

Thank you; but I withdrew my name from consideration. Should I have added carrot top?

I do not wish for this to seem like spam, but once again, I find myself agreeing with the talented and lovely Steff. Delete it to the trashbin of life. Sorry Steff, he's been too busy reading my mindless blathering.

Oh of course, be nice to pa. Damn I wish I was as smooth as himAnyone else notice how ChiSoxfn all of a sudden is around here padding his post count

OMG I thought this was about the boards the past couple of days Maybe we could add that to the banner at the top . . .

As near as we can determine these three finished in a dead heat for 1st place. So in the finest soxtalk tradition we have our first run off for the top spot. I forgot to mention that the run off will go on until anyone of the contestants drop a few dollars into my Paypal account or Tuesday at 10:00 p.m.

What I don't get is the powers that are jump in quickly to lock a thread that says nothing but allow someone who has been a very good member here to get slandered. Hateful speech, these personal attacks, are allowed to continue and even encouraged. So I guess if I say XXXX is a ass hole, child molesting, slut, duche bag, that sleeps with rodents; that is a good post that somehow contributes to the site. If I find pics if chicks that come as close to nudity as possible, that contributes to the site. Look at all the people who took the time to register a screen name and then left after less than 10 posts. I wonder why? I guess were playing king of the hill and the one with the thickest skin wins. :puke

I few recent posts in the photo album: NICE job Dbahey, and post Fanny's!!!!! Gawd...this photo says it all....whenever I break up with Jessica Alba....I'm gonna go track down Jennifer Anniston!!! We all know how much u luv ur fanny's BEGOOD. My, my, my......Michelle has changed.... exactly, my god is she hot in those pics Consider myself happy now Michelle. I like a nice pair...of eyes on my women, and Mia has em. Oh yeah, this isn't spam.

Here it is and it's smoking

Rosalind Franklin Chemist, Discovery of DNA structure

Gerty Cori Biochemist Nobel Prize winner

I guess I have the distinction of starting the only thread in soxtalk history that was locked because it wasted bandwidth. I guess some people are too stupid to realize that it was poking fun of everyone who gives a crap about their post totals. People around here act as if their post totals are redeemable for a clue or somehow equates with intelligence. Stupid threads die from no one posting. Enjoy your porn. I guess I'm not intelligent enough for this site or have the cultured taste to want to decide which fanny pic is hottest.

But posting megabytes of semi porno isn't a waste of bandwith. Talking about beastly's 3000 post isn't a waste? Sorry I'm wasting your bandwith. I won't do that anymore.

The point is there are so many other b.s. topics that don't get locked. Why did this one get locked? Now we are judging the quality of the threads and if they don't produce great works we are going to lock them. :fyou

I guess adding to your post total by voting for which pornographic picture you like better is ok, but if you joke about the post totals it isn't. Who cares about these post totals? It is the stupidest thing I can think of. If that's the point of these boards, I've overestimated everyone here. Would a mod please email me why spammers ball was locked and such important thread like THE Fanny thread again continues? We leave up such brilliant posts like Richard Gere and Gerbils but move swiftly if someone jokes about spam and tries a little humor to stop all these congratulations on writing 3000 posts. Once post totals are meaningless, we'll have some quality around here.

The rest of the story Origins: This piece, which sees wide circulation every Christmastime, is generally credited to "a Marine stationed in Okinawa, Japan" (or, since 11 September 2001, "a Marine stationed in Afghanistan"). More specifically, the poem is often attributed to an Air Force Lieutenant Colonel named Bruce Lovely, who purportedly penned it on Christmas Eve 1993 while stationed in Korea (and saw it printed under his name in the Ft. Leavenworth Lamp a few years later): I arrived in Korea in Jul 93 and was extremely impressed with the commitment of the soldiers I worked with and those that were prepared to give their lives to maintain the freedom of South Korea. To honor them, I wrote the poem and went around on Christmas Eve and put it under the doors of US soldiers assigned to Yongsan. This attribution does a great disservice to the true author, James M. Schmidt, who was a Lance Corporal stationed in Washington, D.C., when he wrote the poem back in 1986. As Corporal Schmidt told us in December 2002: The true story is that while a Lance Corporal serving as Battalion Counter Sniper at the Marine Barracks 8th & I, Washington, DC, under Commandant P.X. Kelly and Battalion Commander D.J. Myers [in 1986], I wrote this poem to hang on the door of the Gym in the BEQ. When Colonel Myers came upon it, he read it and immediately had copies sent to each department at the Barracks and promptly dismissed the entire Battalion early for Christmas leave. The poem was placed that day in the Marine Corps Gazette, distributed worldwide and later submitted to Leatherneck Magazine. Schmidt's original version, entitled "Merry Christmas, My Friend," was published in Leatherneck (Magazine of the Marines) in December 1991, a full two years before it was supposedly "written" by someone else on Christmas Eve 1993 (and had appeared in the Barracks publication Pass in Review four years before it was printed in Leatherneck). Leatherneck recently wrote of the poem's author: "Merry Christmas, My Friend" has been a holiday favorite among "leatherneckphiles" for nearly the time it takes to complete a Marine Corps career. Few, however, know who wrote it and when. Former Corporal James M. Schmidt, stationed at Marine Barracks, Washington, D.C., pounded it out 17 years ago on a typewriter while awaiting the commanding officer's Christmas holiday decorations inspection . . . while other leathernecks strung lights for the Barracks' annual Christmas decoration contest, Schmidt contributed his poem to his section. Over the years the text of "Merry Christmas, My Friend" has been altered to change Marine-specific wording into Army references (including the title — U.S. Marines do not refer to themselves as "soldiers"!) and to incorporate line-ending rhyme changes necessitated by those alterations. We reproduce below Corporal Schmidt's version as printed in Leatherneck back in 1991: Merry Christmas, My Friend Twas the night before Christmas, he lived all alone, In a one bedroom house made of plaster & stone. I had come down the chimney, with presents to give and to see just who in this home did live As I looked all about, a strange sight I did see, no tinsel, no presents, not even a tree. No stocking by the fire, just boots filled with sand. On the wall hung pictures of a far distant land. With medals and badges, awards of all kind, a sobering thought soon came to my mind. For this house was different, unlike any I'd seen. This was the home of a U.S. Marine. I'd heard stories about them, I had to see more, so I walked down the hall and pushed open the door. And there he lay sleeping, silent, alone, Curled up on the floor in his one-bedroom home. He seemed so gentle, his face so serene, Not how I pictured a U.S. Marine. Was this the hero, of whom I’d just read? Curled up in his poncho, a floor for his bed? His head was clean-shaven, his weathered face tan. I soon understood, this was more than a man. For I realized the families that I saw that night, owed their lives to these men, who were willing to fight. Soon around the Nation, the children would play, And grown-ups would celebrate on a bright Christmas day. They all enjoyed freedom, each month and all year, because of Marines like this one lying here. I couldn’t help wonder how many lay alone, on a cold Christmas Eve, in a land far from home. Just the very thought brought a tear to my eye. I dropped to my knees and I started to cry. He must have awoken, for I heard a rough voice, "Santa, don't cry, this life is my choice I fight for freedom, I don't ask for more. My life is my God, my country, my Corps." With that he rolled over, drifted off into sleep, I couldn't control it, I continued to weep. I watched him for hours, so silent and still. I noticed he shivered from the cold night's chill. So I took off my jacket, the one made of red, and covered this Marine from his toes to his head. Then I put on his T-shirt of scarlet and gold, with an eagle, globe and achor emblazoned so bold. And although it barely fit me, I began to swell with pride, and for one shining moment, I was Marine Corps deep inside. I didn't want to leave him so quiet in the night, this guardian of honor so willing to fight. But half asleep he rolled over, and in a voice clean and pure, said "Carry on, Santa, it's Christmas Day, all secure." One look at my watch and I knew he was right, Merry Christmas my friend, Semper Fi and goodnight. After leaving the Corps, Corporal Schmidt earned a law degree and now serves as an entertainment attorney in Los Angeles and is director of operations for a security consulting firm. _______________________________________________________________ Peace on Earth

Yes it is and congratulations on going over 1,700 posts