tubegarden wrote:
Hi RATs!

When I was young and wise, I was delighted that I got paid for doing
code. I knew all I had to do was think and enter data. I could do that
laying in an iron lung

So, I got CFS and my brain stopped. Ta dump dump.

My ears work, and I still think Eyesore is an idiot savant, but writing
scripts for this life is just silly

Nobody but me will knowwhat I gave up last ... and even I may only know
very briefly

Happy Ears!
Al

Yo, Al, you're an inspiration to all of us to take longer to die than
your very extended Monday morning sickie.

That's an added value to our lives that you should be able to cash in,
with interest, when you reach the Big Bank in the Sky, St Peter, Chief
Cashier. Tell him to give you the preferential rate or I will speak to
this Chairman.

Keep it up!

Andre Jute
Humbug? Make mine the mint flavor!