"anyone caught speaking Esperanto, is thought crazy or headed for jail..." One does not speak Esperanto. One merely references it in science fiction novels. As in, "many years ago, when every person in the known galaxy started speaking Esperanto spontaneously". See Farmer's Rive...

He's not kidding - he scared the heck out of people and not just little kids. He had teenage girls screaming.

We did this again two years ago with me lying on a cot as his "victim" covered in blood.

Good times, good times...

Julie

I post at both home and work.

I feel guilty when I post at work, though.

Julie

I want to compliment everyone for helping me to feel welcome to the forum. I have not had enough time to read enough posts yet to comment on various talents, but I will. That said, there is one person that I know inside and out and I will shamelessly compliment: Sgt. Null, It is an honor to know and...

yea, we could "taxidermitate" him and make a coffee table to put the book on! :twisted: But, wait... Wouldn't he get bloated from being water-logged??? (And isn't the poor sap bloated enough??? Or is that just his policies?) Besides, can you imagine that goofy grin looking up at you from ...

and those few close friends who actually showed up spent a good deal of time discussing why it is that I am totally unattractive to the opposite sex. And dude, let me break it to you, you're totally blue! ;) Dude, so are you!!! I think we have a match made in Blue Heaven!!!!! And, Variol, if I may ...

Repeated phrases? Sure lots of 'em...
I just have my mom highlight all the dirty parts in her romance novels.
All the good sayings are repeated over and over and over...

lol.

Ummm...
Sweetheart,
what's up with the Russian???

Julie

Thank you all for the welcome.
I am excited to be here.

Julie

"Married" is not a safe tax exemption. Dennis and I are taxed to death. What we do not have is dependent children. Our daughter-in-law does not work, yet she gets a $4,000.00 tax refund. We work and pay a great deal of taxes every pay day and yet when April 15th rolls around, we owe more. ...

Avatar wrote:Sort of like if Faulkner wrote Haiku's or something.

--A

He's like a Ghandi who eats....

Julie

For eight years, I have been a court clerk. I run warrants, process paperwork, take payments, work closely with the police department, the city attorney, the judge and defense attorneys.
Tomorrow I will be attending the funeral of our lieutenant.

Julie

Hey, all... As you know, I am the wife of sgtnull. My name is Julie. Dennis and I have been happily married for 11 1/2 years now and he is the absolute love of my life. I am so proud of him, proud to be his wife. I think he is the most wonderful human being that I have ever known. We have a 23 year ...

ps.
Sarge,
change the words at the end of my post to something more like me, please.

It reminds me of someone...

Julie

Hey, Everyone... I am back at work. Things are going pretty well here. We have two great communications sergeants that keep our computers at the police department up and running and they did a fantastic job hooking us back up fast. I can not thank you enough for your good thoughts and prayers. I mea...

I am at my brother's home in Spring with sonny, our nuerotic Catahoulah Hound. Still praying that we fare okay. I have spoken with Dennis. He is one of three sgts. in his department and each are taking one shift. He is dog tired. He sends his best to all of you and said to tell you all, especiall Ca...

Hi, everyone... I am Dennis' wife! I am still at work - they have not released us yet, although city hall is in a meeting right now, so I expect we will be released by noon. Dennis has wanted me to join the board for some time now and I hesistated because ... well, you guys scared the holy heck out ...

hey all. sgtnull (dennisrwood) here. set up an account for wife so she can update you in case i'm stuck at work as the projection goes. five days maybe. ugh. she will be staying with her brother on the west side of Houston. i go to work around 3 or 4 this afternoon. still have packing and unplugging...