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But, my old friends know how to reach me... I know that begs the question....

 At the moment 6 GMT Fri July 17  I am thoroughly enjoyng BBC Radio 3 and the lovely oxbridge accents of the commentators, and thir wonderful musical choices... ...most of my time is ofline, so please be patient with thanks that are sure to come for your favs and thoughtful, civilized comments. I have very little memory of the most month or so on DA, and much seems like  an incomplete dream. I predict it wil be a problem for me to recognize you, even if there is a long correspondance. Such already seems to be the case, Recent acquanaintences  sudh as Mr Gursky are an exception. Expect many fav and run without comments...bear with me..

SATAN (a good one, with a cowboy and/or midwestern flavor) People were in their pews talking at church. Suddenly, Satan appeared in the pulpit. Everyone started screaming and running for the front entrance, trampling each other in a frantic effort to get away from evil incarnate. Soon everyone had exited the church except for one elderly gentleman who sat calmly in his pew without moving, seeming oblivious to the fact that God's ultimate enemy was in his presence. So Satan walked up to the old man and said, "Don't you know who I am?" The man replied, "Yep, sure do." "Aren't you afraid of me?" Satan asked. "Nope, sure ain't." said the m