We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Well, since Buddy broached (breached?) the subject, Adam was the first guy to say, "Honey, this is ten inches" thereby assuring that women would forever make bad engineers.
haw -- highways with six-foot lanes -- opening up great body-shop investment opportunities. bridges that take masts off ships, opening up ship repair biz opps. Buildings with six-foot ceilings, making chiropracty a boom biz --
You guys are way over my head. Does all this mean Adam was client #1, and if so how the hell does Spitzer get to be client #9. I am sooooo confused as usual.