uncle jack is going to stay away from the painted ladies in Las Vegas. If my
love life was any better it would probably kill me. I must admit that I'm over
60, I've slowed down a little bit -- I'm down to just once a day.
I do plan to put about $20 into one of those one armed games I've heard about,
so I can win big and pay for the trip.
BTW, Mapquest says Las Vegas is 1500 miles from Geneseo, Illinois, My Home
Town. We're going to drive there in two days. I'm going to let Joe drive,
because I've seen how he drives, and he never gets stopped by the constabulary.
It's either his honest face or his charmed life or both.
Paul Richardson wrote:
> Hey Jack and Joe
>
> When you get to Las Vegas don't take any notice of any blonde ladies with
> big ear rings etc. that say things like "Wanna come back to my place to try
> some of my home made country cookies." I never take cookies from strangers,
> but a pal of mine did in Las Vegas and he's been blind ever since! There's
> also a place out in the desert not too far from LV called the "Chicken
> Ranch." I went out there to buy a dozen pedigree Rhode Island Red Cockerels
> for my uncle's farm and found out they don't sell chickens.
>
> Paul
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uncle jack
TR4 - 10 mpg
TR6 - 30 mpg
(diligently engineering my way to the back of the pack)
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