Rusty

What is this brand WJ you speak of?

Who all is going? I plan on coming down early friday and staying through saturday evening. It would be a pleasure to eat dinner and fish with someone.

Thanks Bill, I feel better now.

For what it is worth. I assumed the information you were giving about the escape was from an outside source, not from you personally. If that is the way you construed that, oh well. Honestly, if you hadn't seen the video/photos of the chewed up fence, what would you think? As I stated earlier, I was answering to statements discussed here. I guess if I am not privy to the same information as some I should cower in the corner and say nothing. The intelligence issue wasn't questioned until you said something. I like to rely on the quote, "All men are created equal". I see some don't, and that is fine too. I am finished with this topic, moving on.

The tention is killing me Phil. Why did you do that?

It appears a nerve has been hit, when one thinks ones intelligence is questioned. Sorry you feel that way. I thought it was a healthy and informative debate. I guess the tempo changed when this statement was used, "And there was a good reason why we wiped them out."

My "call" would be, they should have pulled their teeth. That way they would not have been tempted to chew their way out. I do question, they chewed thier way out, especially when they use the same material for tigers and bears. It sounds like someone is covering their rear with that excuse. On a more serious note, should the wolves be killed because humans had them in captivity? My opinion, no. But, someone will want to get their jonez off by doing so. As much as this pains me to say this, they will be safer in captivity. Assuming they were raised in captivity, they will have no survivial skills in the human world, no longer theirs. All my opinions are based on speculation, I have not been to the facility in question. It just seems rather strange on how they escaped from captivity to be back in a natural environment. Survivial I guess.

We had a great turnout for our banquet. Great food, great items auctioned off, and great people who donated and purchased items at the auction. MAKO Flyfishers wants to thank everyone that participated. Rusty

Am I sensing a little fear'mongering going on? The outcome of this is completly up to the people of the area. Let them try to make it outside captivity, or shot and kill them out of fear? I don't know, but then again, they are not a convicted murderer are they. I for one, am pulling for the wolves. Edited to add: How can they be considered escaped, when the owners of said exotic animals did not meet the responsability to protect the animals from the people outside. That is what they are supposed to do, right?

Interesting topic, I wonder how many "so called guides" this will affect? Or, do they play the odds?

Daddy? Daddy? Are you ok, daddy? Honey, daddy is ok, i just need to lay here just a minute. Daddy, whats that sticking out of you arm? Oh, I think that may be a stick...Oh my gosh, honey, we need to go. At the hospital ER: Mr. SIO3, exactly how did you break your arm? The last thing I remember, we were just about to the bottom of the hill...and that is all I remember. Your daughter stated that you looked like a rag doll rolling down the hill. Do you remember that? What?

John, it's not what and when you eat, but what transpires after that I would worry about. The first two weeks of this month, I spent with my brother in Arkansas working. I stayed at his home and was treated like a king. One evening we were late getting home and fixed PBJ's for a late supper. That night I awoke to a very sore stomach. That was all. Thought no more about it. After they mentioned it on the news yesterday, I called to tell him. When he got home last night he called to tell me that the numbers were not the same. He said that the numbers were 2111----------. When I called him yesterday to tell him, he was busy and didn't listen, when I told him the first four numbers were the batch listings. So he ate another PBJ sandwich, before he called. I just laughed, fortunately nothing happened to him. What a ding-a-ling.

Kentucky. I can not remember the district. They had the superintendent of the school on, approving this.

Ok guys, I am hijacking my thread back. With that being said...I just heard on the news, grade school teachers are "putting away red markers" and are NOT going to correct spelling errors. I knew it was only a matter of time. Bye bye English. Welcome any and all bonics.

franks~ I found this, maybe it will help. http://www.outboard-motors.us/mercury/

Just over 3/4 of an inch of rain since yesterday. But, boy is the wind howling now.

Thanks Bill_Butts,

I read the first few sentences of this story and had to laugh. http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070211/ap_on_...al_harassment_1 Isn't it common sense that one of authority should not do this.

Has the whole posting been deleted? I can't find it now. Never mind, I found it...LOCKED. Very unprofessional. I don't care who they are.

Four and a half more days before the cutoff day. There is going to be some really good food and great items up for auction. Looking forward to seeing some of you there. Rusty

DOG, I'am a John Wayne fan.

That is so true, with many city governments. Very funny too.

Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked my interest. The occasion was our 5th anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra for the boss. What I came across was a 100,000-volt, pocket/purse-sized taser. The effects of the taser were supposed to be short lived, with no long-term adverse affect on your assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety.... WAY TOO COOL! Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home. I loaded two triple-a batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing! I was disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the button AND pressed it against a metal surface at the same time; I'd get the blue arch of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs. Awesome!!! Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to the boss what that burn spot is on the face of her microwave. Okay, so I was home alone with this new toy, thinking to myself that it couldn't be all that bad with only two triple-a batteries, right?!! There I sat in my recliner, my killer Yorkies looking on intently (trusting little souls) while I was reading the directions and thinking that I really needed to try this thing out on a flesh & blood moving target. I must admit I thought about zapping one of the killer Yorkies (for a fraction of A second) and thought better of it. But, if I was going to give this thing to the boss to protect herself against a mugger, I did want some assurance that it would work as advertised. Was I wrong? So, there I sat in a pair of shorts and a tank top with my reading glasses perched delicately on the bridge of my nose, directions in one hand, and taser in another. The directions said that a one-second burst would shock and disorient your assailant; a two-second burst was supposed to cause muscle spasms and a major loss of bodily control; A three-second burst would purportedly make your assailant flop on the ground like a fish out of water Any burst longer than three seconds would be wasting the batteries. All the while I'm looking at this little device measuring about 5" long, less than 3/4 inch in circumference; pretty cute really and loaded with two itsy, bitsy triple-a batteries) thinking to myself, "no possible way!" What happened next is almost beyond description, but I'll do my best... I'm sitting there alone, the killer Yorkies looking on with their head cocked to one side as to say, "don't do it master," reasoning that a one-second burst from such a tiny little ole thing couldn't hurt all that bad...I decided to give myself a one-second burst just for the heck of it. I touched the prongs to my naked thigh, pushed the button, and HOLY MOTHER OF #%*, WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION #%$&**$#!$$!%!*!!! I'm pretty sure Jessie Ventura ran in through the side door, Picked me up in the recliner, and then body slammed us both on the carpet, over and over and over again. I vaguely recall waking up on my side in the fetal position, with tears in my eyes, body soaking wet, both nipples on fire, testicles nowhere to be found, with my left arm tucked under my body in the oddest position, and tingling in my legs. The killer Yorkies were standing over me making whimpering sounds that I had never heard before, licking my face, and undoubtedly thinking to themselves "do it again, do it again!" Note: If you ever feel compelled to "mug" yourself with a taser, one note of caution: there is no such thing as a one-second burst when you zap yourself. You will not let go of that thing until it is dislodged from your hand by a violent thrashing about on the floor. A three second burst would be considered conservative. SON-OF-A-... that hurt like hell!!! A minute or so later (I can't be sure, as time was a relative thing at that point), collected my wits (what little I had left), sat up and surveyed the landscape. My bent reading glasses were on the mantel of the fireplace. How did they up get there??? My triceps, right thigh and both nipples were still twitching. My face felt like it had been shot up with Novocain, and my bottom lip weighed 88 lbs. I'm still looking for my testicles? I'm offering a significant reward for their safe return. Note: This was sent to me via email by an unknown author. I have changed the names to bring humor to a good story teller.

I like my bowl...And I am sick of this sleet, now ice, that has been around for two weeks. I know I shouldn't be complaining, there are still homes without electricty. The past couple of days, some buildings with flat roofs and barns in rural settings, have been collapsing. Something I found out the other day, unless you specify on your home and/or buildings insurance policy, that you want coverage from ice, sleet and snow, many are not going to be covered. Read the fine print on your policies.

Have a great one Gary.