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Say there, Ken, m'friend.... your farm ain't named "The Funny Farm," is it? <wee smirk> All things considered, that would be most apropos! <grin> Barb Mallut [log in to unmask] -----Original Message----- From: KEn Becker <[log in to unmask]> To: [log in to unmask] <[log in to unmask]> Date: Monday, July 05, 1999 2:18 PM Subject: Re: Non-PD: Re: Pigs & Armpits >Well, Barb, that sure sounds like a great opportunity, but you'll NEVER >believe what was outside my door this morning! Or should I say WHO? This guy >in a striped outfit! So I said to myself: is this guy an escaped convict? He >overheard me and volunteered that he was an UMPIRE! From New York State! I >asked what he wanted, and he replied, "that is what I was going to ask YOU! >Apparently I have purchased his services for several years. He showed me a >contract! The blanks were filled in with crayon, but I can't deny, it had my >signature! I bought him an airline ticket to NYC, told him to watch out for >flying pigs,as he flys over Connecticut, and he could stay on my farm until >he is needed. He gave my a funny look, and ran back to the taxi he arrived >in...................... >Ken (The Farmer) B