1/2 OT, LOL
Hey there, sorry i couldn't make it to the meet and greet. Please let me know when the next one is. If you want to have one in south fl, let me know. I am right in the middle, lol.
here is am email i just got. It is political and if I offend anyone I apolagize in advance but I thought it was funny.
Cowboy Logic or How I Decided How To Vote
A cowboy was herding his cows in a remote pasture when
suddenly a brand-new BMW advanced out of a dust cloud
towards him.
The driver, a young man in a YSL suit, Fendi shoes,
Bvlgari sunglasses an Armani tie leans out the window and
asks the cowboy, "If I tell you exactly how many cows and
calves you have in your herd, will you give me a calf?"
The cowboy looks at the man, obviously a yuppie, then
looks at his peacefully grazing herd and calmly answers,
"Sure. Why not?"
The yuppie parks his car, whips out his Dell notebook
computer, connects it to his AT&T cell phone, surfs to a
NASA page on the Internet, where he calls up a GPS
satellite navigation system to get an exact fix on his
location which he then feeds to another NASA satellite
that scans the area in an utra-high-resolution photo. The
young man then opens the digital photo in Adobe
Photoshop and exports it to an image processing facility
in Hamburg, Germany.
Within seconds, he receives an email on his Palm Pilot
that the image has been processed and the data stored.
He then accesses a MS-SQL database through an ODBC
connected Excel spreadsheet with hundreds of
complex.
He uploads all of this data via an email on his Blackberry
and, after a few minutes, receives a response.
Finally, he prints out a full-color, 150-page report on his
hi-tech, miniaturized HP LaserJet printer and finally turns
to the cowboy and says, "You have exactly 1586 cows
and calves."
"That's right. Well, I guess you can take one of my calves,"
says the cowboy. He watches the young man select one of
the animals and looks on amused as the young man stuffs
it into the trunk of his car.
Then the cowboy says to the young man, "Hey, if I can tell
you exactly what your business is, will you give me back
my calf?"
The young man thinks about it for a second and then
says, "Okay, why not?"
"You're a consultant to the KERRY campaign." says the
cowboy.
"Wow! That's correct," says the yuppie, "but how did you
guess that?"
"No guessing required." answered the cowboy. "You
showed up here even though nobody called you; you want
to get paid for an answer I already knew, to a question I
never asked; and you don't know anything about my
business... ....Now give me back my dog!"
Angie