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1. MORALS - by Bill Clinton
2. DATING ETIQUETTE - By Mike Tyson
3. PLAN TO FIND THE REAL KILLERS - by O. J. Simpson

As you see from the photograph, a rare piece was recently discovered at Deep Hole, Rhode Island. First thought to be an artifact from the Rapa Nui triangle, carbon dating disproved this theory. The main rock in the grouping was later thought to date back to the proliferation of mankind in Europe's Neander Valley. Latest work with the stones reveal a curious link. It is currently held that this specimen may be from group found in Newport, thought to be left on this continent by the Vikings. Some speculate it may have been used as a ringholder. Others are not so sure.

You are most welcomed to offer your own theory by making comment.

Should feminists receive eFemails?

Hi Martha,
I thought John might like this personal FX observation, just for himself. It's sort of a message he'll understand as being directly from me to him.

Hi John,
Driving to work this Monday morning, about 5:30 AM, I had a somewhat pleasant experience that in a way made me realize a sign of Spring. I don't recall ever having made this particular observation as a sign of Spring, but I think it is one. Well, as I was saying, I was driving to work Monday morning. I glanced out the left side window and caught a fleeting glimpse of something really red.

"Roadkill," I said to myself, silently. It was a bit surprising, as I had not seen anything but one deerkill, and a red fox in several months. It's been steady-cold. In fact, I have seen no deer at all up until a week or two ago, alive or deceased. I've seen three since then, live, all in the morning, just before first light.

As I drove a bit further, I recognized a first sniff of something like the inside of a tire. Not unpleasant, just familiar. It immediately got stronger.

"Ahah," I exclaimed, outloud I think. "Skunk." By then, the aromatics had effused nicely into the car. That first aroma rapidly faded into the aftersmell that follows. However, it had been a very fresh kill, and as such, was not that greasy foul under-odor of a two-or-three-day-old-dead-skunk at nine o'clock of a Summer's night with the top down variety.

As I drove on, I thought to myself. Probably is a sign of Spring. Getting ready to make a new batch of skunks soon.