Mirriam Webster taught me about the meaning of "plethora".

It really meant a lot to me.

I tried it live and was able to connect to my wireless network out of the box! It's a REALLY nice system Moulder! Thank you!

Yesterday, I woke up in a frenzy that I was late for work.

Then I realized that I was already at work.

Today's generation can't talk without their favorite words...

1. like
2. uhmmm
3. words with a double-t in their spelling

Example: I can't like...uhmm...buh-un my pants, because...like...I can't...uhmmm...like...buh-un my pants, because like, the buh-un is like...uhmmm...so like unbuh-nable.

Properly, that would translate to: My pants are hard to button.

BWAAAAAHAHAhahahaha!!!

Hmmm...this seems like a conflict of interest to me.

Gates sells Windows.

Perhaps if there was a thread (here on the forum); in which, we could be updated on the needs that Devuan is experiencing???

You never know...even this silliness could attract some who are willing to help?

It reminds me of my past...

On the night before I left for boot-camp, my Dad had a talk with me. He said, "Son, sometimes, you'll just have to laugh about things going on around you."

At that time, I didn't get it.

Then, during boot-camp, I got into trouble about something (I don't recall what it was for). Anyway, I had to go to extra "Physical Training", because of my boo-boo.

So, there I was...in a room with about 30 others who had also committed boo-boos. We were having to do all kinds of exercises to the extreme. There were all these guys...crying...making all kinds of noises...like their world had come to an end.

After about 10 minutes, we had to do push-ups. I was cranking out those push-ups ( I could back then ) ... with people crying...making all kinds of noises...like their world had come to an end.

As I listened to them, I just started laughing...while still cranking out push-ups.

The Drill Instructor called me by name and asked me what I was laughing about...like he was going to rip me apart.

I said, "SIR, my Dad told me that I would sometimes just have to laugh about things, SIR!!!" ... and I kept laughing and cranking out push-ups.

The Drill Instructor said, "Get up, and get out of here!"

On my way out, I thought, "Thanks Dad!"

I normally play golf in the 80s.

If it's hotter than that, I won't play.

It was recently reported that there is a hole in the fence of the local Nudist Colony.

Investigators are looking into it.

Oh.

Oops. Put a joke here and removed it. Wrong thread. Sorry.

A...M...N...E...S...I...A...C

...and here it is.