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after you resize a picture, don't forget to click "save" or "save as".

I can see it now... Rob arrives home from a long road trip to Oklahomer and sits down at the table to enjoy a delicious ''slab-o-lab" stew Momma had made last Tuesday. "Where's Nikki?" says Rob. Momma cuts her eyes over at Junior briefly and says "couldn't say...she done r-u-n-n-o-f-t ". Rob says "she must be looking for answers". Momma says "possibly...but it's more likely she took off with that fellar that come up here in that airplane and landed in the yard. I don't know who he was, but he sure is a nice fellar". Junior says "I'll kill 'at sumbitch!" Rob says "you shouldn't oughta talk like 'at-yer jest a boy! Now go out to the shop and git me that lawnmower blade off the workbench.The one I just sharpened year before last and never got around to putting back on the mower." Then he tells momma "you better call that 9-1-1. Tell 'em to send a amburelence and a hurst. Mike's gonna be needin' one or the other as soon as he gits back here" (That's 2 whole movies in a nutshell-"O Brother Where Art Thou" and "Slingblade")

I saw an old PowerWagon or two when I went to look at those old trucks a while back.

It's just a lizard-see his hind legs there?..probly gotta biggerize it- that's the only place he would stop so I could take his picture!

Amen brother! (Bulldogman)

a COUPLE?!! more like- oh...first of June, first of June...

I would ask if you could stop by and pick me up too-i'd like to take a look around myself while the cat's away...but i'm too far out of route.

...and don't forget to wear your bib overalls and straw hat so you don't burn your crack or your head further.

I saw a nice looking crackerbox GMC with a single axle flatbed on a trailer today headed south on 81 in Pa. I assumed it was headed to Huntsville, but I don't know who it was

Thanks Larry,you're a good man for helping others. I bet he wasn't expecting part of your winnings-that's the good part. I was afraid Bill might be offended, but it was the exact opposite.He greatly appreciated it and said it "couldn't have come at a better time"...gives you a good feeling,eh? (that's Canadian) I know times are tight for everybody (that includes me!) now, but you never have to look far to find somebody worse off than you are. I think i'll keep doing the pocket change can for my "Old Bill fund".

Congratulations on taking the win! That gray haired hippy driver is pretty red there-better get him some of that noxzeemer skin cream! You should wear long sleeves and a straw hat when you're outa the car!

Thank you Joe. After talking to him today I know he'll appreciate it...I don't think things will be getting better for him anytime soon either. ...and yes she was!

Actually I was wrong, it's only 26,804. I'm gonna get going right now, over to the Chinese Buffet in Altavista And it's not that bad really. Sometimes I tend to exaggerate. It does take a lot to make me mad though-but when i'm mad, i'm really mad!

no, actually I borrowed Rob's, just haven't sent it back yet. He said they were very hard to get. I'm gonna send it back to him soon as I find it.

Bill just called back. I just got off the phone with him-said he had to go before he got teary eyed. Sure makes me feel good that he appreciated it so much, but still sad for his situation. Especially when he said it couldn't have come at a better time, just "out of the blue". He said he lives on his gummint pension, similar to our social security. Was forced to get out of trucking when he turned 65, and nearly lost everything. A friend built him a computer and taught him how to use it, or he said he would've went crazy. Anyway, he got his paypal account straight, now he just has to wait for the bank to open. Wish we could have a big fundraiser for him.

fixin' another post

dang it!!...plum forgot about her.

Old Bill just contacted me on windows live messenger...then he sent an e-mail, wanting my cell phone number, because i'd had the home phone disconnected. I figured I must be in really big trouble...not the case. He wanted to make sure i'd sent the money through paypal, and that it wasn't a scam. I told him I was afraid he'd be mad, but he said no, not at all-it was too generous. He was really appreciative and said he'd call back in about an hour, after he got paypal figured out...whew! that's a relief.

ok, "fix that post"

oh boy, I love to play "fix that post"- i'm gonna start reviewing yours right now!

Amen brother! (Bulldogman)

Thank you Rob-I sent you a check for $2.19 to buy a gallon of fuel...musta got lost in the mail. And to show my appreciation for your generosity, I promise to not pick on you from now 'til June 1st...hey, wait a minute-I never picked on you anyway. I have way too much respect for you to do that.

OK then, since so many people axed- I might be known here as someone who's never serious-and most of the time i'm not, but occasionally I am. It's almost unbelievable, but absolutely true about my wife and I never having an argument. It was like we were meant for each other...I always thought i'd be enjoying this time of my life with her. But-sometimes our plans and God's plans are different. My wife Becky was diagnosed with multiple myloma, a form of blood cancer in the plasma cells 2 years before she passed away. She was a very beautiful redhead-stunningly beautiful. One time kneebrace and myself took some long loads to San Angelo, Texas and after we got there and got a motel room he said "let's go to the bar and try to pick up some women". I said "i'll go to the bar, but i'm happily married and couldn't be led astray". He said "we're way down here in Texas...you're serious, aren't you?". And I said "yes I am". She started having pain in her ribs that just wouldn't go away...finally after going to several doctors she was diagnosed with cancer. It was devastating to hear, to both of us. It would take me a week to tell everything here, typing with one finger, but the whole time she was in the hospital I was there with her-every day and every night. Chemo treatments-I was there. She seemed to be getting better for about a year after the chemo then all of a sudden BAM!..everything seemed to come back all at once, only twice as bad. The second annual benefit at Toga (Toga, Va. volunteer fire department-located on rt. 24 in Buckingham co,Va.) was for her and another woman with cancer. They raised about 12 to 14 thousand dollars I think, I don't remember exactly, to divide between them. I had insurance at work, but it only paid 80% of the bills. The money from the benefit helped pay the rest, but most importantly to me, I stayed with her in the hospital every day, then at home with her every day the entire 2 months. Patsy Moore, at F.L.Moore and sons, paid me every week during that time too so I could pay my insurance, even though I never turned a wheel. From the goodness of her heart...Becky's daughter, my stepdaughter, stole about $2500 from us from the-never mind that,i'm over it-...Becky was only 47 years old when she died. So, in Bill's situation the reason i'm so concerned about it is that I know the situation he's in. I might feel more concerned than most because he's a good friend, but also because of the feelings I know he has for his wife. Not that she's dying, but still he'll have to give her a lot of care. People helped me in ways i'll never be able to say "thank you" enough for, so i'm trying to help him also, to help me repay some of the help I got. Here's a picture of Becky in a cabover KW I used to drive, and at home, and one I found of my son Morgan and myself. You can certainly see the resemblance.

yeah, it is-every weekend when i'd get home I just put all the loose change in my pocket in that can. Been doing it for a while, can just got full...very heavy!