cds, cbs, ebs, and many many man hours...

I can't believe that I am still here,... sometime in the last 24 hours, 2400 CDs printed and burned, placed in jewel cases, colated and rubberbanded (straight without any twists) as ordered by c.b. the CD Nazi... you'd think that we'd be through... but no. Not on your life. So drop dead while I finish up here,... sometime in my lifetime. Oh, and check out Anna's rendition of... how to grill cockroaches in a way that even Martha Stewart would be proud to serve to company. Notice I didn't say friends, don't know if the woman (M.S. or is it Ms. M.S. at any rate...) has any.... or atleast that is what the CD Nazi says... so C.B.!!! Give me back my computer... uh, I mean, your computer... let me blog in peace, will ya! Geeze! Anyways, as I was saying before my phone rang and he usurped my little piece of cyberspace... You should check out Anna's rendition of our nights of being drunk on fatigue at the Congress hall... Shhh... don't tell. ok, put your grubby fingers back to work... pick up a cd, place it in the drawer, press the button, wait 15 seconds while listening to a mesmeric sound of the machine doing it's job while I do mine... over and over and over and over again... so anyways, next time I will share with you a lovely amazing testimony of... get this... now keep reading... (in a New Zealander's accent) "Jesus in the Sky with Clouds"... but rememeber there's always more where that came from. Now back to you, Bob.