Tis nearly the very witching hour and my mind is occupied with a problem about networking. My tolerance is being pushed to the limit and it seems max voodoo/witchdoctor chants while no one is looking will not suffice. Even called on my competition to see if they could help and they are, likewise, puzzled. This may take an act of personal and private interaction mucho like Robert Duvall's soliloquy as Harry Hogge in
Days of Thunder. You know, the one where he is alone with the frame of the car and explains what he is about to do? Not even a NASCAR fan here, but this was a good movie. What a great actor. Did you know he is a descendant of Robert E. Lee? Read about it at
Wikipedia. Sorry, my tired mind is meandering...
Time to sleep on it. It'll all be okay...everything's good.
"Impartial observers from other planets would consider ours an utterly bizarre enclave if it were populated by birds, defined as flying animals, that nevertheless rarely or never actually flew. They would also be perplexed if they encountered in our seas, lakes, rivers, and ponds, creatures defined as swimmers that never did any swimming. But they would be even more surprised to encounter a species defined as a thinking animal if, in fact, the creature very rarely indulged in actual thinking." -Steve Allen
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