Hi Possums, guess I'd better take a
curtain call before our
Vinny drives you all up the wall waving at me. Vinny I wrote you an email yesterday but it kept on bouncing back. The failure notice daemon said it wasn't delivered because it would put the account over quota (hey it wasn't
that long...) and that the problem was permanent and that he had given up - you know the kind of hard luck stories those daemons are always telling - but my internet cafe proprietor doesn't believe that your mailbox could possibly be full. (Why, the gall!) He says the most likely thing is that your email program is "misinterpreting the situation", so I was wondering if you might have a word with your mailbox and find out just exactly how it does interpret the situation. See if you can solve it won't you, and then I'll try again. There are sauna piccies included, you know. (Not really, biddies, I'm just trying to jumpstart him.)
Next:
Neti, wrote you too, regarding the date for your Stockholm visit. Hope you got it?
As long as I'm airing my biddyself anyway and as long as it has pleased the Lord to expose my greatest teenage crush Dennis Locorriere on YouTube I'll take this opportunity to say happy birthday to him and play you all some good good music. Dennis is not the lead singer on this one, he's the one foolin' around all over the place, playing the harmonica and just generally making a darling a s s of himself. My mother was always saying how he was "far too mature" for me. Yes. Right. Seeing him now with a tambourine around his neck I do see her point... er... nnnot so much. Mum...?
mature
Glad to see you all alive an' kickin' but I sure as he11 ain't staying around in a place where people see fit to step on my kn�ckebr�d (lol
Shaney) so bye now...