More than anyone (except Saddam Hussein)
should know about battalions …
[I agree with the Doc: That would be a tough day, even for Juli.]
Brokering for the Bro’
You know, I come down fairly solidly on the “sociology” side of the biology/sociology human behavior debate, but there are those odd instances where it’s tough to decide. My brother has had an interesting life, for example. He graduated from Colorado State University with a degree in psychology, and then went on to get a post-graduate degree in sign-language interpretation. That career led him to a two-year stint as the interpreter for the only deaf person to ever play professional football, Kenny Walker of our beloved Denver Broncos. Then he moved to California to help with the newly formed web site division of Risqué Management. Then a girl broke his heart. Then he became a homeless drug addict on the streets of Los Angeles for two years. Life is curious at times.
Having lived through my own drug addiction phase I don’t wonder at its occurrence, but rather at its resolution. Many people die. Most never fully recover. The World Wide Web seems to have influenced our family toward a different direction. Now back home in Tennessee (Our mother grew up there.), Guy has become remarkably successful selling interesting rocks on eBay. Odd, that. I told him I’d mention it, and see if any of our members had some interest in his wares, and so this is it. He started a company called “Global Miners,” and you can visit this convoluted link to see what’s up.
LINK BECAUSE MOM MADE US — Ironically, putting us between a rock and a hard place. Go figure.
I don’t know if any of you have even given more than a passing thought to rocks, but I asked my younger brother a question that should serve to illustrate my wonder. I sent him an email and asked the difference between rocks and stones. That seemed a simple question to me. I got this response …
I figure it’s mom’s fault …
Lucky