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That is one of the best I've seen! THANKS. Memory lane or what!

 

A built up flat-head. No oil leaks. good idea.

 

Pinebox, you didn't mention all the links to the guys other links. SOB, those are great! Bottom of the page on the second link. Outstanding!!!

http://oldfortyfives.com/DYRT.htm

http://oldfortyfives.com/

 

Coming out of the forgotten closet

I've told this story before about my 1968 Olympics Speed-skating neighbour. We were at his condo, nextdoor to ours, having a Christmas drink, when UPS came to the door with a brown cardboard box from Sweden. He used to train our Canadian speed-skating team over there and worked with the Swedish diplomats for the paperwork. He made a good friend of the then Minister of Foreign Affairs. This box was from him.

He opens it up and its all packed with brown paper. There's a note/Christmas card with a hand-drawn Santa, that's said,

"Times are tough, money's hard. Here's your fu@king XMAS Card!"

Love, Sven.

He dug out another brown cardboard box and there was a complete set of Swedish Crystal decanter and shot glasses, and a bottle of Schnapps.

We're expecting some economic fallout here, just like many on this board. Most of us are one paycheck away from disaster, or maybe two checks. So I thought I'd share a few things that have and still do work for me. I've owned and lost businesses. I've been up and down like from millions to dismal.

Here's one key to getting back up. Dream your old dreams of greatness, make them happen! You need a practical methodology to unplug, uncover what you knew you could when we were young and too stupid to doubt ourselves, so use this book. Women have used this for years. Its not a woman-only book. It's a down and dirty, soul searching, rip-you-apart technique to get back what you forgot.

No pain, no gain! It'll hurt, but nowhere near as bad as giving up does:

http://www.wishcraft.com/

And it comes with a support group:
http://www.shersuccessteams.com/

And it comes in Spanish:
http://www.barbarasher.com/boards/viewforum.php?f=17&sid=b473038a7c49ff06361cad7da23e14e4

http://www.barbarasher.com/boards/v...ewresult&sid=283dbe026a1c295050d34c2446b64ede

The other trick to getting back on top is reading some old Og Mandino books, but you'll have to go to the library for those and maybe that Wishcraft book too. They've been out of print for a while.

There's a lot of Dream-Sellers, but darn few Dream-miners. We're usually the best miners for ourselves, but sometimes we need help finding the tools. Those books take a few hours each to read, and a lifetime to appreciate. But if you do the exercises in Wishcraft, you won't worry about paychecks again. You'll know what you want, how you can put yourself in the fire and get the job done.

Some folks never have to do this. Some of us do. I did and I don't look back anymore. I look inside myself and get my bearings and my wind back in my sails.

A trip to the library, a few days of getting the get-up and go that you thought had got up and went. Much better than accepting the status quo. Heck even funerals are expensive. Hope it helps.

What got me going was those links that Pinebox put up to the old 50's car link. I heard that a few times and recalled some of my other ideas I had when I was younger and dumber. Now I can add them to my self-worth toolkit.

That Cardboard box story was true. I saw it differently when someone said that you should never look at a book by its cover. You should accept the ugly packages because there may just be a real gift in there. Look at all the companies that take our garbage and make a fortune recycling. Same thing. Ugly=Opportunity. We do it with our cars. We owe it to ourselves too.

BTW, I did the Anthony Robbins course - its good, but too involved and expensive. I did the AMWAY thing for a while too. It works but needs too much family time and coherence to work. It came down to doing what I wanted to do with myself. Once I hit these books, I got me, back.

Don't get mad. Do-It-Yourself.

Off my podium.

 

I'm glad you liked it.

 

That was great.

 

Anger Management Example

I got this story from the http://www.hydropowercar.com/index.php site:

When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take it out on someone, don't take it out on someone you know, take it out on someone you don't know.

I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I'd forgotten to make. I found the number and dialed it. A man answered, saying "Hello."
I politely said, "This is Chris. Could I please speak with Robyn Carter?"

Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my ear, "Get the right f**in number!"... and the phone was slammed down on me.

I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude. When I tracked down Robyn's correct number to call her, I found that I had accidentally transposed the last two digits.

After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again.

When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled "You're an *******!" and hung up. I wrote his number down with the word '*******' next to it, and put it in my desk drawer.

Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him up and yell, "You're an *******!"

It always cheered me up.

When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my therapeutic "******* calling" would have to stop.

So, I called his number and said, "Hi, this is John Smith from Verizon. I'm calling to see if you're familiar with our Caller ID Program?"

He yelled "NO!" and slammed down the phone.

I quickly called him back and said, "That's because you're an *******!"
One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot.

Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I'd been waiting for that spot, but the idiot ignored me. I noticed a "For Sale" sign in his back window which included his phone number, so I wrote down the number.

A couple of days later, right after calling the first ******* (I had his number on speed dial) I thought that I'd better call the BMW *******, too. I said, "Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?"

"Yes, it is", he said.
"Can you tell me where I can see it?" I asked.
"Yes, I live at 34 Mowbray Blvd, in Vaucluse. It's a yellow house, and the car's parked right out in front."

"What's your name?" I asked.

"My name is Don Hansen," he said.
"When's a good time to catch you, Don?"
"I'm home every evening after five."
"Listen, Don, can I tell you something?"
"Yes?"
"Don, you're an *******!" Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too.

Now, when I had a problem, I had two *******s to call. Then I came up with an idea I called ******* #1.

"Hello."
"You're an *******!" (But I didn't hang up.)
"Are you still there?" he asked.
"Yeah," I said.
"Stop calling me," he screamed.
"Make me," I said.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"My name is Don Hansen ."
"Yeah? Where do you live?"

"*******, I live at 34 Mowbray Blvd, Vaucluse, a yellow house, with my black Beamer parked in front."

He said, "I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start saying your prayers."

I said, "Yeah, like I'm really scared, *******," and hung up.

Then I called ******* #2 . "Hello?" he said.

"Hello, *******," I said.

He yelled, "If I ever find out who you are..."

"You'll what?" I said.

"I'll kick your ass," he exclaimed.

I answered, "Well, *******, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now."

Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at
34 Mowbray Blvd, Vaucluse, and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover .

Then I called Channel 9 News about the gang war going down in Mowbray Blvd, Vaucluse.

I quickly got into my car and headed over to Mowbray. I got there just in time to watch two *******s beating the crap out
of each other in front of six cop cars, an overhead police helicopter and a news crew.

NOW I feel much better.

Anger management really works ...

 

We need to make a run to Cabo to Sammy Hagar place.

 

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If y'all can figure this out and explain it to me I would like to know what it means.

 

It means your cat can't spell, or you're taking a Japanese course on an English machine, OR your computer decided to test your knowledge of Binary Code, before it shows you the feared BLUE SCREEN. Since you're online, it has to be one of the first two.

 

Maybe not it's one you will have to figure out.

 

The SWMBO having a 'Fireside Ear-burning' session? It looks like girl-speak!

 

Only if they are all Naked!!!!!

 

Beyond my cold-infested gray-matter. I tried decoding but it fell apart. Some other ex-Military will have to chime in on that.

 

Ok I'll make it easy for you. Isn't that what SWMBO says when you doing something wrong??? In your case it might be Spanish.