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October 13, 2005



Shoot, we need Bob the plumber up here in Portland. Probably his travel charge would be more than $40 though.

Jane S

OK Randy, neat story. NOW. Midst all the ephiphanies and waves of love, did the idiot meter dial stop turning? Have you been left in Hydrodynamic Heaven, or in la-la-land? Renew our faith in pendulums, please.

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