Well, its Jan 18, 2011 and no bites on my beautiful, swanki-enda townhouse - probably need to go by the Board of Realtors again and get another St. Christopher to bury in my yard,....have to stop burying these things.....any day now, the Vatican will probably call and want to know ..."hey man, whatcha doing....we've heard that you have multiple St. Christophers, The Patron Saint of Realtors, buried in your yard....we have a surcharge, you know......after so many...you've created a Shrine using one of our saints and we have to charge you for this .." "..Your kidding !!"... "Nope"...." We'll have an invoice out to you in a couple of days..." "Oh-OK....but, what if one is temporarily sparse of purse?..." " well unfortunately we cannot make any exceptions..... expect our invoice within 7 days.." "OK-Bye" This isn't good!! Oh well.........this invoice goes on the pile with the rest........My promise to you all is that one day there WILL be tales of adventure, romance, sailing-derring-do, love, life, pathos, humor, and consummate compassion for life on these pages......but until then always remember-------
"the shoe that fits one person pinches another"
-Carl Jung
Take care my friends---go hug your family......call your brothers and sisters and tell them that you love them.......seeya
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