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C'mon Greg, we weren't being mean to you and I do miss your input. I don't think you understand my sick humor. Chip in Gang, who is Max going to argue with?

Your friend (seriously!)

Maxie

And you still owe me a beer on that flywheel thing.

Someone I respected said to me years ago: "Don't ever get mad at someone for kidding you. If someone don't like you they won't even talk to you."
Has always made good sense to me.

Hmmmmm. Interesting. ; P Victor

I have always related these things in life to the poem ( IF by Rudyard Kipling ) . Just me Clarence

Clarence, thanks for the reference to the poem IF by Rudyard Kipling, Wow, What a piece of work. I looked it up and found it inspiring having not read it for over a half century.

Max

PS--does anyone have AZs E-Mail, maybe he's missing all of this.

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

I'm just bringing this back to the top. We really do need Greg back to stir things up!

Maxie

We miss you Greg. Come back, Come back.

I agree. Come on back AZ. It's gotten a little quiet in here.

I do take some responsibility for upsetting AZ so I'll bring this top occasionally. I did apologize and he does still owe me a beer on the flywheel thing.

Maxie