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As most of you are aware there is a fizzer worm that has come out. We have been getting quite a few connections to the StarLink-IRC servers from 'dronebots' which are a part of the fizzer worm. It hasn't done any damage to the net but the connections are very annoying so we (staff) have been busy trying to deal with these connections. If we seem like we aren't responding to some of your questions immediately, this is why. Thanks to all of you for being so patient and tolerant as always.
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Congratulations!
to Sparhawk and Jamela of #30+Kickin`back and #winecellar. They were blessed
with a new addition: Eighth Grade Graduation! - BiggaMel
and Seachelle
Middle of the girl months already and still RAIN RAIN RAIN. Not only is it raining, it's fizzing. (thats a joke) .. the Fizzer worm cometh and hopefully goeth (til next time) .. so everybody keep your eyes open. On the depression front, your friendly neighborhood spider has ordered a new computer. This is always major trauma, pain, yelling and screaming. And thats just getting the box in the door. Maybe this one will be painless to set up. Maybe. Or Not... <cries>
New Channel Owners:
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Summertime and Mosquitoes! Thanks to Carol^ for the following tips.... OK, mosquitos...prepare to be repelled!!!!! Use Bounce Fabric Softener Sheets...Best thing ever used in Louisiana..just wipe on & go...Great for Babies Bob, a fisherman, takes one vitamin B-1 tablet a day April through October . He said it works. He was right. Hasn't had a mosquito bite in 33 years. Try it. Every one he has talked into trying it works on them. Vitimin B-1( Thiamine Hydrochloride 100 mg.) If you eat bananas, the mosquitos like you, - something about the banana oil as your body processes it. Stop eating bananas for the summer and the mosquitos will be much less interested. This is going to floor you, but one of the best insect repellents someone found (who is in the woods every day), is Vick's Vaporub. Plant marigolds around the yard, the flowers give off a smell that bugs do not like, so plant some in that garden also to help ward off bugs without using insecticides. One of the very best mosquito repellants you can use is Avon Skin-So-Soft bath oil mixed about half and half with alcohol. If all else fails, get a frog! Hope some of these solutions help you ward off mosquitoes for the summer!
The 'fizzer' worm that has been attacking all the irc networks this month (yes ALL of them) seems to have been brought under control for the time being. Success in eradicating fizzer is due onin no small part to an unprecedented cooperative effort by many IRC networks, large, medium and small, working together for the first time in history! Let's all hope the irc -unity project continues to do good work. StarLink-IRC is proud to be a participating member of the irc-unity project. PLEASE everyone keep your antivirus programs up to date!
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Amazing reminds us that there may be other folks hurting, so take the time to think of them.
Heaven On-Line Thanks to Amazing for sharing this letter of hope and promise with us: Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the Surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: How is my little boy? Is he going to be O.K.? When can I see him?" The Surgeon said, "I'm sorry, we did all we could." Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer, doesn't GOD care any more? GOD, where were you when my son needed you?" The Surgeon said, "One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes to let you spend time with your son's remains before it is transported to the university." Sally asked that the nurse stay with her while she said good-bye to her son. Sally ran her fingers through his thick red curly hair. The nurse said, "Would you like a lock of his hair?" Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of his hair and put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. Sally said, "It was Jimmy's idea to give his body to the university for study. He said it might help somebody else," and that is what he wanted. I said, No at first, but Jimmy said, "Mom I won't be using it after I die, maybe it will help some other little boy to be able to spend one more day with his mother." Sally said, "My Jimmy had a heart of Gold, always thinking of someone else and always wanting to help others if he could." Sally walked out of the Children's Hospital for the last time now after spending most of the last 6 months there. She sat the bag with Jimmy's things in it on the seat beside of her in the car. The drive home was hard and it was even harder to go into an empty house. She took the bag to Jimmy's room and started placing the model cars and things back in his room exactly where he always kept them. She laid down across his bed and cried herself to sleep holding his pillow. Sally woke up about midnight and laying beside of her on the bed, was a letter folded up. She opened the letter, it said: Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me, but don't think that I will ever forget you or stop loving you because I'm not around to say I LOVE YOU. I'll think of you every day Mom and I'll love you even more each day. Someday we will see each other again. If you want to adopt a little boy so you won't be so lonely, he can have my room and my old stuff to play with. If you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like the same things as us boys do, so you will have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like. Don't be sad when you think about me, this is really a great place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything here. The angels are so friendly, and I love to watch them fly. Jesus doesn't look like any of the pictures I saw of Him, but I knew it was Him as soon as I saw Him. Jesus took me to see GOD! And guess what Mom? I got to sit on GOD'S knee and talk to Him like I was somebody important. I told GOD that I wanted to write you a letter and tell you good-bye and everything, but I knew that wasn't allowed. God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter with. I think Gabriella is the name of the angel that is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him about... Where was He when I needed him? God said, "The same place He was when Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children." Oh, by the way Mom, nobody else can see what is written on this paper, but you. To everyone else, it looks like a blank piece of paper. I have to give God His pen back now, He has some more names to write in the Book Of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm sure the food will be great. I almost forgot to let you know that now I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me suffer the pain either, so He sent The Angel of Mercy to get me. Special Delivery! Signed with love from, God & Jesus & Me Officers Poem Submitted by GrayHawk58 When the Lord was creating Corrections Officers, he was into his sixth day of overtime when an angel appeared and said, “you’re doing a lot of fiddling around on this one.” And the Lord said, “Have you read the specs on this order? A Corrections Officer has to be able to run five miles through galleries in the dark, scale walls, enter cells the health inspector wouldn’t touch, and not wrinkle his uniform.” “He has to be able to sit in a cage all day on duty, run to a red alert at night, frisk the yard for contraband, and testify in court the next day.” He has to be in top physical condition at all times, running on black coffee and half-eaten meals. And he has to have six pair of hands. The angel shook her head slowly and said, “Six pair of hands…no way.” “It’s not the hands that are causing me problems,” said the Lord, “it’s the three pairs of eyes an officer has to have.” “That’s on the standard model?” asked the angel. The Lord nodded. One pair that sees through a bulge in a pocket before he asks, “Do you have any weapons on you.” (When he already knows and wishes he had taken that accounting job.) Another pair here in the side of his head for his partner’s safety. And another pair of eyes here in front that can look at a bleeding victim and say, ”You’ll be alright”, when he knows it isn’t so. “Lord”, said the angel touching his sleeve, “rest and work on this tomorrow.” “I can’t,” said the Lord, “I already have a model that can talk a 250 pound felon into his cell with out incident and feed a family of five on a civil service paycheck.” The angel circled the model of the Corrections Officer very slowly, “Can it think?” she asked. “You bet”, said the Lord. “It can tell you the elements of a hundred crimes; recite Department violations in its sleep; detain, investigate, search and lock up gang members on the yard in less time than it takes five learned judges to debate the legality of the policy and still keeps its sense of humor.” “This officer also has phenomenal personal control. He can deal with crime scenes painted in hell, coax a confession from an evasive inmate, deal with an inmate’s family, and then read in the daily paper how Corrections isn’t sensitive to the rights of convicted felons.” Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek of the Corrections Officer. “There is a leak,” she pronounced, “I told you that you were trying to put too much into this model.” “That’s not a leak,” said the Lord, “it’s a tear.” “What’s the tear for?” said the angel. “It’s for the bottled-up emotions, for fallen comrades, for commitment to that funny piece of cloth called the American Flag, for justice.” “Your-re a genius,” said the angel. The Lord looked somber, “I didn’t put it there,” he said. ~~ Author Unknown
RETIREMENT (BOB AND NANCY) Contributed by NOLady Dear Friends, It is important for men to remember that as women grow older it becomes harder for them to maintain the same quality of housekeeping as they did when they were younger. When men notice this, they should try not to yell. Let me relate how I handle the situation. When I got laid off from my consulting job and took "early retirement" in April, it became necessary for Nancy to get a full-time job, both for extra income and for the health benefits that we need. It was shortly after she started working that I noticed that she was beginning to show her age. I usually get home from fishing or hunting about the same time she gets home from work. Although she knows how hungry I am, she almost always says that she has to rest for half an hour or so before she starts supper. I try not to yell, instead I tell her to take her time and just wake me when she finally does get supper on the table. She used to do the dishes as soon as we finished eating. It is now not unusual for them to sit on the table for several hours after supper. I do what I can by reminding her several times each evening that they aren't cleaning themselves. I know she appreciates this, as it does seem to help her get them done before she goes to bed. Now that she is older she seems to get tired so much more quickly. Our washer and dryer are in the basement. Sometimes she says she just can't make another trip down those steps. I don't make a big issue of this. As long as she finishes up the laundry the next evening I am willing to overlook it. Not only that, but unless I need something ironed to wear to the Monday lodge meeting or to Wednesday's or Saturday's poker club or to Tuesday's or Thursday's bowling or something like that, I will tell her to wait until the next evening to do the ironing. This gives her a little more time to do some of those odds and ends things like shampooing the dog, vacuuming or dusting. Also, if I have a really good day of fishing, this allows her to gut and scale the fish at a more leisurely pace. Nancy is starting to complain a little occasionally. For example, she will say that it is difficult for her to find time to pay the monthly bills during her lunch hour. In spite of her complaining, I continue to try to offer encouragement. I tell her to stretch it out over two or even three days. That way she won't have to rush so much. I also remind her that missing lunch completely now and then wouldn't hurt her any, if you know what I mean. When doing simple jobs she seems to think she needs more rest periods. She had to take a break when she was only half finished mowing the yard. I try not to embarrass her when she needs these little extra rest breaks. I tell her to fix herself a nice, big, cold glass of freshly squeezed lemonade and just sit for a while. I tell her that as long as she is making one for herself, she may as well make one for me and take her break by the hammock so she can talk with me until I fall asleep. I know that I probably look like a saint in the way I support Nancy on a daily basis. I'm not saying that the ability to show this much consideration is easy. Many men will find it difficult. Some will find it impossible. No one knows better than I do how frustrating women can become as they get older. However, guys, even if you just yell at your wife a little less often because of this article, I will consider that writing it was worthwhile. Signed, Bob Bob's funeral was on Saturday, January 25th.
Just a little humor for the newsletter scorp of #Scorp's-Place Ever spoken and wished that you could take the words back...or that you could crawl into a hole? Here are a few people who do.... Have you ever asked your child a question too many times? My three-year-old son had a lot of problems with potty training and I was on him constantly. One day we stopped at Taco Bell for a quick lunch in between errands. It was very busy, with a full dining room. While enjoying my taco, I smelled something funny, so of course I checked my seven-month-old daughter, and she was clean. Then I realized that Danny had not asked to go potty in a while, so I asked him if he needed to go, and he said "No." I kept thinking, "Oh Lord, that child has had an accident,and I don't have any clothes with me." Then I said, "Danny, are you SURE you didn't have an accident?" "No," he replied.I just KNEW that he must have had an accident, because the smell was getting worse. Soooooo! I asked one more time, "Danny, did you have an accident?" This time he jumped up, yanked down his pants, bent over and spread his cheeks and yelled. "SEE MOM, IT'S JUST FARTS!!" While 30 people nearly choked to death on their tacos laughing, he calmly pulled up his pants and sat down. An old couple made me feel better by thanking me for the best laugh they'd ever had! This had most of the state of Michigan laughing for 2 days and a very embarrassed female news anchor who will, in the future, likely think before she speaks. What happens when you predict snow but don't get any....a true story... We had a female news anchor who, the day after it was supposed to have snowed and didn't, turned to the weatherman and asked: "So Bob, where's that 8 inches you promised me last night?" Not only did HE have to leave the set, but half the crew did too they were laughing so hard!
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