Thank You Lord

You know too often in life we only go to the Lord with problems and not near enough with thanks…..So I was sitting outside on a beautiful day just looking over my domain and thought a thank you lord prayer was in order.

Lord just checking in to let you know I am thinking of you and thanking you for all the many blessings you have given me.

Our garden is looking good this year and I want to thank you for helping me come up with the idea to place that carpet down the rows to keep out the grass after I flooded the basement and had to tear it out. It should keep the work down a little this year.

Thanks for reminding me that behind every disaster is a chance to improve something else. All the plants seem to be doing well except for the cucumbers and I usually have to plant some things twice anyway so no big deal I will take care of that Lord.

Peach and plum trees look like they are putting on a lot of fruit and that wooden fence you gave me the energy to stain certainly looks good. Hey lord that front yard certainly looks better than all the neighbors' yards this year. Thanks for getting me out of that lazy chair at the right time to burn it off this year. Of course the neighbors thought I had lost my mind but they are now talking about a neighbor burn off party next year.

Lord thank you for that good looking, kind woman you provided me up stairs, she consistently talks good of me and is a great ego builder. Very good woman lord.

Lord thank you for them 4 good looking and healthy grandchildren you have blessed me with and of course my daughters. And thanks also for that son-in-law that has become more than a son in law.

Lord I also want to thank you for getting me thru that Prostate surgery without complications and for the recent check up news that the throat cancer has not returned.

I could go on and on Lord but basically everything is cool, the sun is shining, the birds or singing and my biggest decision I will have to make today is what I will eat not if I will eat like some others.

Anyway checking out and sending this on to others in hope that we start a chain of thank you lords today. What Lord? No I am not going to do that if you don't send it on to ten folks you are going straight to hell type closing. Yep, that annoys me also!

In Jesus Christ Name I pray

Art Nalley

Redneck Heritage Network

Copyright @2010

Early Women Folk

The early years 1^st thru 5^th grade

The earliest thing I remember about women folks is around the 2^nd grade, probably around seven or eight years old. We lived in base housing on Bunker Hill Air Force Base, Peru, IN. For some reason the Air Force decided that all the houses on our block were to receive new refrigerators. When they delivered them they left behind the cardboard box covers, so all the neighbor kids got together and drug them to my back yard. We built a big fort out of them to play in. Suddenly this little girl and I were crawling through the boxes when we realized we were by ourselves. We were at that age, were we were beginning to realize that there was something different about little boys and little girls, but didn't know quite what it was. I forgot which one asked first, but basically it turned into, you show me yours and I will show you mine. J No touch or anything just looks. We then went home, as it was getting close to suppertime. I thought everything had gone fine till about a week later, when I was getting a spanking for something else. My Dad liked to call out the things he was giving you a spanking for with each lick. On the last swing he said and this is for pulling that little girl pants down. My body went limp as I didn't expect him to know about that and that last one hurt.

Late 3^rd grade: On the base, there was this big field where all the local kids would meet to play baseball or other games. The new girl (Tom Boy type) moved into the neighbor and wanted to play. Somehow she and I got into a wrestling match. This girl was tough and I remember for a period how embarrassed I was going to be if a girl beat me. After at least 5 or 10 minutes of wrestling I was able to finally pin her.

If you were wrestling a boy, it was the norm for you to hold him down until he cries uncle. This means that he understands that you are superior and that he has been beaten. Sometimes it was hard to get them to say it and you had to hold them down awhile. Well as I held this girl pinned down and looked down at her, I felt a little different inside and for some reason I didn't want her to cry uncle, cause I didn't want to let her up. J I think that was the beginning of starting to like girls.

When I was in the 4^th or 5 grade, the school had this outing where by they took the kids to a skating ring in town on the school bus. Toward the end of the night the lights would go down and it was time for couple skating. I remember that there was only one little girl left waiting for someone to ask her and she looked like she was going to cry. I went over and asked her it she wanted to skate; she smiled and said okay. We held hands and skated and I think I feel in love during the time it took for two dances. After that she got back together with the rest of the little girls and I hung with the boys. On the ride back in the bus she was sitting on the back seat with one of her girls friends and I was about 2 seats up. I saw you dancing with Art her friend said. She responded back yeah, I only did it because I felt sorry for him. He is ugly and I don't like him. I was crushed and my heart was broken for the first time. I did okay on the outside, but when I got home my mother asked me how the skating went and I broke down crying. She hugged me and told me everything was going to be alright and that down the road; there would be plenty of little girls that would like me because I was smart and good looking. There must be something wrong with that little girl. That made me feel a little better.

Art Nalley
Redneck Heritage Network
Copyright 2010

Genuine Redneck Alabama is # 1

Went to do some Karaoke last night and one would expect a lot of singers started out with yelling Roll Tide! So as my father once accused me of I decided to deviate from the norm. The Song I turned in was Genuine Redneck. So my time comes up and I say I would like to start this with a moment of prayer for those poor California folks. Can ya'll just imagine 12 to 15,000K of us hitting town at one time. As for me, I did the smart thing. I purchased a bunch of Prozac stock early in the week and it went thru the roof. Then I launched into the first two verses.

Start of Song

Well I know my place and I'm not ashamed to say it
No darlin' it even makes me proud
If there's one place I know where I'm never alone
It's where I feel most at home

It's in a room full of real live genuine rednecks
Bonafide backwood misfits
Goodtimin' hillbilly lunatics
With cold beer and jukebox music
I don't like crowds but this one's mine
'Cause everybody here is genuine redneck

*****

At this point there is about a 12 bar break in the song for music. I walked to my table picked up my Beer and said. You said what Darling? I can't smoke up in here? This is a damn bar ain't it honey. Hey Bubba, did you hear that, now don't that beat everything; I was wondering why they didn't have no damn ash trays so I drank a beer fast.

**************

Then at this point I finished the song to the laughter of the crowd with a bunch of ye-hawing going on.

Well darlin' right or wrong where I do belong
It don't come with a crystal chandelier
I'd have to go out on a limb to say I fit in
With all the social high class atmosphere
Why we could slip out the back door and find my pickup truck
Darlin' I'm just wishin' I was in the middle of

A room full of real live genuine rednecks
Bonafide backwood misfits
Goodtimin' hillbilly lunatics
With cold beer and jukebox music
I don't like crowds but this one's mine
'Cause everybody here is genuine redneck

Now there may be those who look down their nose
At the company I keep
Oh but just to let you know as good people go
If you don't like them you won't like me
You might find the front door propped open wide
But you'll know you've been somewhere been inside

A room full of real live genuine rednecks
Bonafide backwood misfits
Goodtimin' hillbilly lunatics
With cold beer and jukebox music
I don't like crowds but this one's mine
'Cause everybody here is genuine redneck

Good time bonafide real live genuine full blooded redneck

Roll Tide!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Art Nalley
Redneck Heritage Network
Copyright @2010

Genny, Karaoke and Mac Attack

Have not written anything for the blog lately, but it is cool autumn day, the kind I love and life is good. Thought I would take a few minutes to write about what has been happening in my life and just chill.

Work:
Work is work closed out another fiscal year, spent all the money and the Chief of Fiscal gets the credit. Hard to go to work every day when you can retire but being a Nalley I am stubborn and want to outlive the ex before I retire. And besides Genny is working a good 60 to 65 hours a week and never know when she will be totally burned out and need to quit. I think she actually likes it but you would never get that out of her. Obviously she likes a challenge or she would not have married me. She is the big mom of all the crew and takes up for all her co-workers and feels certain once they get the two banks phone system merged all her crew will be given pink slips.

She has had a few offers from contractors so she can get another job, she just worries. Me after receiving my 35 year pin with the government am taking a few more days off. Hope the boss isn't reading my blog but if I wake up and don't really feel like going in I use a mental health day lately. Don't feel bad about it either since I did my time as Genny is now. I have been looking into things to get involved in (business) in case one morning I wake up and decide to call it quits at the VA. I have several ideas' I would like to try out thru Mental Health days before I actually do. I have over a year in sick leave built up. Would be nice to be my own boss and yet still not have to put in a lot of hours, just make up for what the ex sucks out of the atmosphere.

Always talked about doing contracting for the private sector, helping small business break into the government but now I am thinking I don't want to do anything that is even is close to what I have done the last 35 years. If I leave the VA I am currently thinking of 3 part time jobs. Buying excess federal equipment and reselling it, writing a book on the nation's hot Karaoke spots of interest and being a part time Karaoke KJ.

Personal life: Genny has been having some heart problems, it is the one where the heart beats real fast, I think it is from stress, I am trying to get her to quit but she will stay with it till it kills her or she beats it. I think I may have married some kin. After 5 to 6 years dating a lot of crazy women she has really been a god send. Very good woman and takes great care of me. I kid her and tell her if you stress out and die you know I am going to take the insurance money and marry me one of those 53 year women down at the Country Club. She just smiles.

This is a story; she had not been out with me for awhile to do some Karaoke on Friday night and just out of the blue decided to go. They can survive without me tonight she said. Well I swear while a lot of folks (including women) know me down at the county club I usually sit by myself and just clap when I hear a singer sing a good song. Well Genny goes with me and sits next to me at my favorite spot. More women came to my table that night then ever and wanted a hug and to hear what I was going to sing that night. All just friendly stuff and Genny knew that but with each hug she moved a little closer and held my hand above the table. I looked over at her when I sat down one time and she said, I am going to have to go out with you more often so they know you got a woman. Truth is they know that and always asking where Genny is tonight but they just wanted her to know her man needs her more with him. I am the Grandpa, not the stud.

This weekend is my granddaughter (Mackenzie's) birthday and was invited up for the party. Couldn't go getting to old to travel long distance by myself and Genny is working. Charro calls on a regular basis and told me a funny one on Mac not too long ago. It seems she had a little rash and Charro decided to let it air out a little. So she let Mac run nude! She had fixed Chase man some food and looked down to see that Mac had dumped a load on the floor and decided this is cool wonder if you can write with this stuff. Chase man is screaming cause he don't want to come down off the bar stool with crap on the floor and Charro has a hour worth of cleaning to do. She said the worst part was that Brian had told her that he didn't know if letting Mac run nude was a good idea and had to listen to I told you so while cleaning up the floor. Laughed my ass off at that!

Well it is time to put something on the grill. Ya'll be good!

Art Nalley

Redneck Heritage Network

Copyright@2010

Slum Lord

Ms. Genny and I went to the camp yesterday and it was an excellent day. The weather was just right for a boat cruise and sitting out watching the sun go down over the river. Since we could get out in the day (normally to hot) we got to do that and then decided to play some monopoly. So we read the rules of which it seems several have changed and started playing. Both of us purchased too much land too quick and were running low on reserve funding. I noticed that when she was able to get both the utilities she was rather pleased with herself. Somehow I had the luck of the Irish and didn't hit her land for a few times around the board where as she seemed to hit mine every time she rolled. So I had most of the slums as Genny called it (the low rent district) and she would land on it and owe me 10 bucks rent. Well she didn't have 10 so I would buy one of her properties that she had paid 120 for, for 10 bucks. You got to pay your rent right? So it got down to where I owned just about all the property she had purchased that I was interested in and she hit another one of my properties. Rent due about 20 bucks. So she said how about this property, I said naw I don't want it. I will take one of those utilities however. She said NO and I said you got to pay your rent and that is all I want that you have.

She looked at the board and then me and then stood up and said F it. I will declare bankrupt, in a court of law I will get to keep most of my stuff and then let's see if you get you rent money Mr. Slum Lord!! She then went back to the bedroom to watch some TV. I think I won but not quite certain. I do know she owes me some rent money.

Art Nalley

Redneck Heritage Network

Copyright@2010

Genny and the Old versus the New

That Genny has an answer for everything! I was lying in the bed sleeping last night; Genny next to me watching television with her TV ears on when something obviously made a noise because baby starts barking all over the place and Genny hits me and says what is that!!!! I say what is what? She said there was a loud noise in the house go check to make sure no one is in the house and that all the doors are locked. I go down in the basement all the doors are locked and no one is down there so come back upstairs. Look at the back deck and see a flower arrangement she refuses to move inside (it has blown over no less than 1000 times) lying on its side. I go back to get in bed and said there is nothing down stairs, the doors are all locked and that damn flower arrangement has blown over again so it was probably that. She says okay.

I said tell me something, what makes it the man's job to go down to face possible danger all the time? Why is it in these days of equal rights the woman can't go down to do it from time to time.

She says because it is the man's job to be the protector of the family it says so in the Bible! I said oh it does huh? Well you remember when we were watching Mosses on television a few weeks ago and they cast him out into the desert? She says yeah. Well if I remember correctly when he was found it was by about seven women and they were taking care of the sheep and protecting them while the old man was back at the tent sleeping or playing checkers or something. I figured I had her there as it got quite for a few seconds then she said: That was the Old Testament, you could get away with stuff like that in the Old Testament but in the New Testament they made it the man's job! Now go to sleep I am watching television!

End of discussion

Art Nalley

Redneck Heritage Network

Copyright@2010

River Trip and Camper

Genny has purchased us a camper and we enjoyed it this weekend. It all started by accident as we have my boat in a slip on the Warrior at a Marina called Quinn's. We find that we use it a lot more if we already have it on the river and just have to jump in the car to get to it. Little old Lady about 70 owns it and I have known her about 6 or seven years now. She has a restaurant there also, so "women" no cooking necessary. Anyway Genny got to talking to her one night and somehow they started talking about adding camper sites. Ms. Quinn says as a manner of fact I am having two put in on the bluff right now, would you like one? How much? One Hundred twenty five dollars per month with water and electric included! Genny said let me write you a check for about 3 months right now and then she commenced to putting me in charge of finding a camper. Here are a few shots of the camper, the view and the restaurant/marina. We will be pulling this down the next time we go the coast.





 





 





 





 

View coming in at night





 





 

And so we were tooling along the river and realized we just drank our last beer. Genny sees a couple sitting on a swing at a campground and three girls swimming. She ask them if there is a any store for gas and beer up the river and they say don't think so but I have a few beers here if you would like them. We took one a piece and tied up the boat to watch the girls swim and talk. Later he says the wife is about to go to Wal-Mart which is about 15 minutes from here, you want her to pick you up some beer. Of course we say that would be so nice. So we sit and talk and he ask if we are going to continue up the river or head back and I say we going up as long as I don't use over a half tank so I know I will make it back. Genny ask if they would like to go with us and they are excited but now we got to come up with enough life jackets. So the girls and the guy (Genny knows all the names) go ask the rest of the campers if they have some they can borrow. Within a few minutes we have enough and head out. They had a great time and we enjoyed the company. The guy said to his wife as he was shaking my hand as we departed later…..You know I always heard that if someone comes up to you and ask where they can buy some beer that they are regular good folks. I laughed and said yeah, just get you a twelve pack and a few life jackets and sit on the dock every Saturday morning and hold up a few beers as the boats come by. I guarantee someone will take your family for a ride.




The little girl (I called her tater but I think her name was Tatum) took a liking to the old man and wanted to drive.





 





 

We ran up the river about an hour and half and then headed back. They invited us to stay and have fried fish and red beans and rice. (They were from the Louisiana) but I told I appreciate the offer but we had another hour a half to make it back and I wanted to make it back take a nap and maybe do a little River Karaoke later that night. We headed back and about half way back our body batteries started running down. So instead of going out this is what we decided to do and Queen Sheba beat me too it.





 


 

Damn Women

They say you are never too old to learn something new well this weekend I learned to be careful about about letting your woman drive the boat. So we are tooling down the river have a grand old time when Genny ask if she could drive awhile. I say I don't know baby, you think you can handle it. She says yeah let me drive. So I take her thru the steps, this is neutral, back is going back and this is forward. She took it thru the motions to show she was paying attention but she really was only interested in one movement and that was all the way forward. So I look over at her and she is smiling from ear to ear, sitting in the Indian position and driving the boat a little more than really necessary just to see it do curves and such.

Then I see a little bigger smile as a thought crosses her mind and she reaches over slaps me on the butt and says in a man voice, hey baby, how about getting me a beer! So I smile and fetch her a beer. She waits until I get laid back comfortable and says hey baby how about lighting me a cig also.

Damn women get them out of the kitchen and they go crazy on ya!

Art Nalley

Redneck Heritage Network

Copyright@2010

If You Give Me That

One of my little brothers (Tim) recently sent me the start of a country song he was writing and asked for help. This is what he had so far.

From: TIMOTHY J NALLEY
Subject: Re: Brain Damage
To: "MICHAEL A NALLEY"
Date: Wednesday, September 1, 2010, 12:05 AM

Trying to come up with lyrics to a country song. It starts like this:

I want a woman who has issues,

Issues of Playboy magazine.
And give me a woman who needs tissues,

Can you help?

Tim

So I took this as a personal challenge as I always wanted to write a country song myself. So over the course of a day, I would turn it over in my head and scratch a line on a piece of paper from time to time and that I night I put together.

Title: IF YOU GIVE ME THAT

You know this single life is a tough old road lord

So I figured we should talk a bit

About the woman of my dreams

If that woman does exist

Now some say that I am too choosy

So I cut my list a bit

Chorus

I want a woman without any issues unless they are issues of a men's magazine

I want a woman that loves me for what I am and not what her mother wants me to be

One that doesn't keep records of who was last on top

And one that will still love me, when I say I got to stop

Back to song

If you can give me that for one month lord, I'd die a happy man

I am not trying to be difficult or demanding, just looking for a woman who understands

I want a woman who really loves me and is tired of these one night stands.

I am looking for a do right woman for this honky tonking man

Back to Chorus

End

What do ya'll think? Sounds like a Trace Adkins song to me!

Art Nalley

Redneck Heritage Network

Copyright @2010

On Loan From God

I was reading my weekly issue of the Bloomberg Business week (Yeah Bubba does read that high brow stuff from time to time) and a quote made by a rich lady (who grew up very poor) really hit me. Her name is Lisa Falcone and her old man is a very rich hedge fund manager. Her outlook on material things is getting more and more in line with Genny and my thinking lately. Do we really need all this "stuff"? Wouldn't we really be happier in our golden years living in a camper trailer and on the road with few bills? I have always wanted to be like that news anchor you use to see on Sunday morning that traveled the back roads of America interviewing folks about the times and their life. I think I have about 5 or 6 different types of jobs lined up to make a little money and most can be done while mobile. Genny likes her work but give her a cell phone and laptop and she could do her job as a consultant from the road.

Maybe a little less money but that only means less tax and less stress. You ever figure out what it cost to go to work? I was amazed how my bank account went up after my surgery and I was home instead of working. Very little gas, wear the same shirt, drawers and pants for days at a time, eat the left over's, etc., a bunch of money can be saved. Anyway here is Lisa's quote

"This is all borrowed Stuff," God kind of loans it to us, and somebody takes it afterward. Am I going to heaven sitting on the couch? Do I take my house with me? No! "But God gave me something that I'm better at than anyone else. And that is being me!"

Art Nalley

Redneck Heritage Network

Copyright@ 2010

I owe my Soul to the Company Store

I know some of you think I may exaggerate from time to time as Nalley's have been known to do that, but this time I have back up. This one is sure to beat all other boss stories. Stan Sr. for sure will enjoy this and it even beats some of the bosses Tim has had over the years. Let me give a little background.

Once a year we have what is called a Strategic Planning Summit this year it will be held in September. This is where all us big dogs get together at a fancy hotel and talk about what we see should be our goals to accomplish over the next year and we even vote on it. It does not manner that we achieve few of them other then what we are being graded on nationally, it is the idea of going thru the process, plus it is a day away from the office.

So I have been going to a lot of these ethics in leadership courses lately (something I have always had and get's me in trouble from time to time) and I get this invite to this Summit. I have three choices to choose from. They are attending, tentatively attending and decline. So I am thinking, if some court decisions go my way fairly soon, I am planning on retiring. You never know when something else may crop up and I want to do my Bucket list for a few years. So it really does not seem like the ethical thing to do to say for sure I am attending when my full intention is to retire before then. So what do you choose?????? Yep you choose Tentative.

So I click that button and the response's start coming in.



From: Smith, Phyllis J.
Sent: Wednesday, July 14, 2010 1:57 PM
To: Nalley, M. Art
Subject: Strategic @lanning Summit

I noticed that your attendance for the Strategic Planning Summit was tentative. What would prevent you from attending?
Phyllis J. Smith
Associate Director

From: Nalley, M. Art
To: Smith, Phyllis J.
Sent: Wed Jul 14 15:03:36 2010
Subject: RE: Strategic @lanning Summit

I'll be there unless I retire or the lord decides to move me to a new address.

From: Smith, Phyllis J.
Sent: Wednesday, July 14, 2010 2:05 PM
To: Nalley, M. Art
Subject: Re: Strategic @lanning Summit

FYI -- anyone that does not accept is required to provide justification to the Director and receive prior approval.
Phyllis J. Smith
Associate Director
Birmingham VA Medical Center

From: Nalley, M. Art
To: Smith, Phyllis J.
Sent: Wed Jul 14 15:15:13 2010
Subject: RE: Strategic @lanning Summit

You know you say I can't tell when you're kidding or not. This time I think you are....but by all means I will accept rather than say tentative and have to provide a justification.

From: Smith, Phyllis J.
Sent: Wednesday, July 14, 2010 2:17 PM
To: Nalley, M. Art
Subject: Re: Strategic @lanning Summit

I'm really not kidding. An email went out a few month ago when the Sept 15th date was established stating this.
Phyllis J. Smith
Associate Director
Birmingham VA Medical Center

So there you go folks, I got to get permission from the VA to die or retire. Sixteen ton's and what you get….another day older and deeper in debt. St Peter don't you call me cause I can't gooooooooooooooooooooo, I owwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeeeeee my sooooooooouuuuuuuuuullllll to the company store!


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jIfu2A0ezq0


Art Nalley
Redneck Hertiage Network
Copyright @2010

Dry Humping

When the young ladies reach the 7th and 8th in Woolmarket, they will start letting you explore new territory, but for the majority, you are not going to get that Bra or those pants off. So given that UN movable objects, young man will sometimes improvise. Thus the term dry humping.

As you were making out with the young lady you would lay her down (fully clothed) and begin to slowly act like you were making love. Several benefits were obtained from this action. If anybody walked by the car, they thought you were actually getting some which is good for the image of an 8th grade boy, it was a new form of making out and therefore more exciting, and every once in awhile she would get tried of pretending and actually let you move on to other areas.

Well it was another one of those games at Woolmarket and Randy and Pam snuck off to his car. I’m sure Randy got a little carried away and got too excited. When not with a young lady, 8th grade boys tend to travel in packs. There was about 4 of 5 of us that decided we needed to go to the restroom and piss.

As we entered the restroom, there was Randy with his pants around his ankles, a cigarette dangling from his mouth and hand full of toilet paper. He was wiping out his drawers, trying to remove some excess fluid. We must have surprised him when we entered cause he made the mistake of opening his mouth and the cigarette fell into his drawers. Randy had a predicament! His pants around his ankles, his drawers wet, his left hand full of toilet paper and a lit cigarette in his drawers. He started a new form of dance, got caught up in his own pants and fell to the floor. Ain't none of us going to help him, we just stood there and laughed. We went out to the car and told Pam, Randy may be a little late coming back.

A Man can Mess Up Trying to be Good

You know sometimes a man can be trying to do good and mess up big time. Let me tell you about a recent experience with this.

Just like dog’s piss on tree’s to mark their territory women will leave shit behind. My girlfriend was over last night and I noted that she had in her hands when she came in the door her purse and some hair spray. She placed them on the counter and I would see them every time I got up to go get a beer. It was some white rain hair spray.

So everything is going great if you get my drift and I get the urge to go to the restroom. My medicine cabinet is open and I notice some hand cream and hairspray in it. I know I don’t buy the stuff so I figure it is hers and she left it there from another stay over. I grab it and walk to the living room and say hey baby I think you left this the last time you where here thinking I have saved her some money. She said, well honey you just screwed up as this is not my stuff, but I will say Bambi must have class, as this is the expensive stuff.

Well it got a little cold for a little while and it took me a little while to dig out of that hole. She finally said it would be best if I just shut up because you are not doing anything but digging a bigger hole. So anyway, she left this morning and a few minutes ago I noticed she left that hair spray behind on the counter. She had just left so I could have called her and had her come back to get it. But you know what, that stuff is going into the trash with the other. As I am not taking the chance of making the same mistake again. So when you read this get up and go check your bathroom for little land mines that have been left behind and “never” ask a woman if something in there is hers. Throw that stuff in the trash and if by some chance you forget and she finds something, deny knowing where in the hell it came from. Cause Men are dumb as rocks. Repeat that 10 times a day to her and you should do okay.

Hey I wonder if this line would work? Well baby I am a good host. You know just like you go out and get a six when I come over because you know I like beer; I buy women stuff so you will have it when you come. Naw, wouldn’t work. Next question would be well that is sweet of you but why has some been used? Throw it away now.

Art Nalley
Redneck Heritage Network
@ 9/31/04