LETTERS
HURRICANE
NAMES
Well, it appears our African American friends have found something
else to be pissed about. A black congresswoman reputedly complained
that the names of hurricanes are all Caucasian-sounding names.
She would prefer some names that reflect African -American culture
such as Chamiqua, Woeisha, and Jamal. I can hear it now: A black
weatherman in Houston say,...
"Wordup, Muthas! Hehr-i-cane Chamiqua
be headin' fo' Galveston like Leroy on a crotch rocket! Bitch be a
category fo'! So, turn off dem chitlins, grab yo' chirren, leave yo
crib, and head fo' de nearest welfare office fo yo FREE stuff".
THE WEATHER SERVICE
The Millennium Bug Tune
OR CHRISTMAS???
Twas the night before Y2K, and all through
the nation,
We awaited The Bug, the Millennium sensation.
The chips were replaced in computers with
care,
In hopes that ol' Bugsy wouldn't stop there.
While some folks could think
they were snug in their beds,
others had visions of dread in their heads.
And Ma with her PC and I with
my Mac
had just logged on the Net and kicked back with a snack,
When over the server there arose such
a clatter,
I called Mister Gates to see what was the matter.
But he was away, so I flew like a
flash,
off to my bank to withdraw all my cash.
When what with my wandering
eyes should I see?
My good old Mac looked sick to me.
The hack of all hackers was
looking so smug,
I knew that it must be the Y2K Bug!!!
His image downloaded in no
time at all,
he whistled and shouted, "Let all systems fall!!"
Go Intel! Go Gateway! Now HP! Big
Blue!
Everything Compaq, and Pentium, too!
All processors big, all processors
small,
Crash away! Crash away! Crash away all!!
All the controls that planes
need for their flights,
all microwaves, trains, and all traffic lights.
As I drew in my breath and was
turning around,
out through the modem, he came with a bound.
He was covered with fur, and
slung on his back
was a sackful of virus, set for attack.
His eyes - how they twinkled! His dimples how merry!
As midnight approached, though, things soon became scary.
He had a broad little face and a
round little belly,
and his sack filled with virus quivered like jelly.
He was chubby and plump,
perpetually grinning,
and I laughed when I saw him though my hard drive stopped
spinning.
A wink of his eye, and a twist
of his head,
soon gave me to know a new feeling of dread.
He spoke not a word, but went
straight to his work,
he changed all the clocks, then turned with a jerk.
With a twitch of his nose, and
a quick little wink,
all things electronic soon went on the blink.
He zoomed from my system, to
the next folks on line,
he caused such a disruption, could this be a sign?
Then I heard him exclaim, with
a loud, hearty cry,
Happy Y2K to all, Kiss your PC's goodbye!!!
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SEE IF YOU CAN TELL WHICH BIRD IS THE
MALE AND THE FEMALE
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This is AMAZING! Until now I never fully understood how to tell
the difference between male and female birds. I always thought it
had to be determined surgically... until now.
Which
of the two birds is a female?
Below
are two birds. Study
them closely......... See if you can spot which of the two is the
female.. It can be done. Even by one with limited bird watching
skills.
THE BIRDMAN of
BEARTOWN
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THE ONE WITH THE MOUTH MOVING is the FEMALE
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