tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27606211.post115514422056283479..comments2007-04-09T13:31:57.599-04:00Dick Margulishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10169512038331158003noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27606211.post-1155683962568584462006-08-15T19:19:00.000-04:002006-08-15T19:19:00.000-04:00Susan, you sound like Butch. <BR/><BR/>I'd go back to the first restaurant, but on the way stop by and say hi to Butch. At the same time, I'd slip him a few copies of my book because I know he likes to talk a lot...n.l.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16445719353246891145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27606211.post-1155337370758409282006-08-11T19:02:00.000-04:002006-08-11T19:02:00.000-04:00What a ROCKSTAR you are!<BR/>You nailed it Dick!<BR/>(sheesh that sounds really bad for some reason heeeeeeeee!)<BR/>I sell pens and pencils for a living. Yup, office supplies.<BR/>Many people I know who sell 'stuff' grump and bellyache about their sales.<BR/>I only have to have a glance at their rumps (look them in the eye) to know which end is up.<BR/>Get in the game or go home cause people like me are just going to run you over if you don't.<BR/>Now, if I could only sell my photos!<BR/>wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!Susan Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16544739794053190521noreply@blogger.com