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Where Did All The Old Timers Go, A Public Meeting Place For Open Discussion
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8. June 2007 @ 10:33 |
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Evenin'.
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8. June 2007 @ 10:36 |
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I've never had a problem with AVG, never gotten a bug or a worm, and do the monthly online scans just to make sure..It's funny how one company rates one software program high while others are rate the same one low on another survey. I've used both Norton and Mcafee and had infections in the past. The worst offender though was Computer Associates version of anti-virus internet protection. I'm sticking with AVG for now. (watch me get a virus now that I have jinxed myself)
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8. June 2007 @ 10:48 |
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Originally posted by rav009:
Evenin'.
Look what the cat dragged in ;-)
Hey Rav :)
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8. June 2007 @ 10:51 |
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Hello Stranger!
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8. June 2007 @ 11:09 |
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8. June 2007 @ 14:50 |
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Good Morning Folks :)
I just want to add that i got the new NIS 07 at the beginging of the year and 2 months later i got rid of it and used the CD as a drink coaster cause thats what its good for. It will eat your systems resources like the cookie monster :)
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8. June 2007 @ 16:55 |
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A wealthy man was having an affair with an Italian woman for several
years. One night, during one of their rendezvous, she confided in him that she was pregnant. Not wanting to ruin his reputation or his marriage, he would pay her a large sum of money if she would go to Italy to secretly have the child.
If she stayed in Italy to raise the child, he would also provide child support until the child turned 18. She agreed, but asked how he would know when the baby was born. To keep it discrete, he told her to simply mail him a post card, and write "spaghetti", on the back. He would then arrange for child support payments to begin.
One day, about 9 months later, he came home to his confused wife. His wife said, "Honey, you received a very strange postcard today." "Oh, just give it to me and I'll explain it," he said. The wife handed him the card and watched as her husband read the card, turned white and collapsed. On the card was written:
"Spaghetti, spaghetti, spaghetti, two with meatballs, one without!"" Request bread.
cheers
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8. June 2007 @ 19:13 |
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@aabbccdd & Ireland
I have used the Free Version of AVIRA for years without problems...I have never used the pay version...I prefer it over Norton...
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8. June 2007 @ 23:14 |
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i may go with it instead of renewing my Trend Micro then next year
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9. June 2007 @ 06:38 |
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I guess I'm just paranoid about switching; knock on wood, I've never had any problems with Norton. I'm rather of the mind: "If it ain't broke, don't fix it". Dumb, I know lol!
good morning everyone!
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9. June 2007 @ 06:45 |
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free version
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Detects and deletes root kits
Avira has over 15 million users worldwide ? what we can do for you?
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9. June 2007 @ 17:48 |
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THANKS ireland!! I may try it instead of AVG. :)
On to the jokes............hehehe.......
was doing some cleaning and found this, Bad Santa comes to mind with these responses.....LOL
>If Santa were honest
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>Deer Santa,
>I wud like a kool toy space ranjur fer Xmas.. I'v ben a gud boy all
yeer.
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>Yer Friend, Billy
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>Dear Billy,
>Nice spelling. You're on your way to a career in lawn care. How about
I
>send you a book so you can learn to read and spell? I'm giving your
>older
>&nb sp;brother the space ranger. At least HE
>can spell.
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>Santa
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>*****************************************************
>Dear Santa,
>I have been a good girl all year, and the only thing I ask for is
peace
>and joy in the world for everybody!
>Love, Sarah
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>Dear Sarah,
>Your parents smoked pot when they had you, didn't they?
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>Santa
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>****************************************************
>Dear Santa,
>I don't know if you can do this, but for Christmas, I'd like for my
mommy
>and daddy to get back together. Please see what you can do.
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>Love, Teddy
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>Dear Teddy,
>Look, your dad's banging the babysitter like a screen door in a
hurricane.
>Do you think he's gonna give that up to come back to your frigid mom,
who
>rides his ass constantly? It' s time to give up that dream. Let >me
>send you some Legos instead.
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>Santa
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>****************************************************
>Dear Santa,
>I want a new bike, a Playstation 2, a train, some G.I. Joes, a dog, a
drum
>kit, a pony and a tuba.
>Love, Francis
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>Dear Francis,
>Who names their kid "Francis" nowadays? I bet you're gay. I'll set
you up
>with a Barbie.
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>Santa
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>Dear Santa,
>I left milk and cookies for you under the tree, and I left carrots for
your
>reindeer outside the back door.
>Love, Susan
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>Dear Susan,
>Milk gives me the shits and carrots make the deer fart in my face when
>riding in the sleigh.
>You want to do me a favor? Leave me a bottle of Scotch.
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>Santa
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>Dear Santa,
>What do you do the other 364 days of the year? Are you busy making
toys?
>Your friend, Thomas
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>Dear Thomas,
>All the toys are made in China. I have a condo in Vegas where I spend
most
>of my time making low-budget porno films. I unwind by drinking myself
silly
>and squeezing the asses of cocktail waitresses while losing money at
>the craps table. Hey, you wanted to know.
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>Santa
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>Dear Santa,
>Do you see us when we're sleeping, do you really know when we're
awake,
>like in the song?
>Love, Jessica
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>Dear Jessica,
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>Are you really that gullible? Good luck in whatever you do. I'm
skipping
>your house.
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>Santa
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>Dear Santa,
>I really want a puppy this year. Please, please , please, PLEASE,
PLEASE
>could I have one?
>Love, Timmy
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>Dear Timmy,
>That whiney begging shit may work with your folks, but that crap
doesn't
>work with me. You're getting a sweater again.
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>Santa
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>Dearest Santa,
>We don't have a chimney in our house. How do you get into our home?
>Love, Marky
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>Dear Mark,
>First stop callling yourself "Marky", that's why you're getting your
ass
>whipped at school. Second, you don't live in a house, you live in a
>low-rent apartment complex. Third, I get inside your pad just like the
>boogeyman
>does, through your bedroom window.
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>Sweet dreams,
>Santa
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9. June 2007 @ 18:00 |
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Quote:
True Australian Ghost Story
This story happened a while ago inBrisbane, and even though it sounds like an Alfred Hitchcock tale, it's true.
John Bradford, a Sydney University student, was on the side of the road hitch hiking on a very dark night and in the midst of a storm.
The night was rolling on and no car went by. The storm was so strong he could hardly see a few feet ahead of him. Suddenly he saw a car slowly coming towards him and stopped. John, desperate for shelter and without thinking about it, got in the car and closed the door, just to realize there was nobody behind the wheel and the engine wasn't on!
The car started moving slowly. John looked at the road and saw a curve approaching. Scared, he started to pray, begging for his life.
Then, just before he hit the curve, a hand appeared through the window and turned the wheel. John, paralysed with terror, watched how the hand appeared every time they came to a curve.
John saw the lights of a pub down the road so, gathering strength, jumped out of the car and ran to it. Wet and out of breath, he rushed inside and asked for two shots of tequila. He then started telling everybody about the horrible experience he went through.
A silence enveloped everybody when they realized he was crying and....wasn't drunk. About 15 minutes later, two guys walked into the same pub.
They were also wet and out of breath. Looking around and seeing John Bradford sobbing at the bar, one said to the other, "Look, Bruce, here's the f%#king idiot that got in the car while we were pushing it."
CHEERS AND A GOOD NIGHT
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10. June 2007 @ 04:23 |
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GOOD MORNING EVERYONE!! Breakfast for everyone:
I got up at 5:30 a.m. this morning! It's just not right on a weekend morning!
@Ireland ... your last joke had me going there for awhile. I'm one of those folks who likes ghost stories.
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10. June 2007 @ 08:08 |
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good morning all
gery1 i have some ghost storys on my computer but there to long to post..
heres a short one
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For the last few months, I have had a funny feeling that something is stalking me. There are many signs. Whenever I'm walking, I hear loud footsteps. When I stop walking, I can still hear them. When I turn around, the footsteps are gone. I keep seeing someone crawling on the floor in the corner of my eye. When I look, no one is there. I have a Halloween mask. The other night, I awoke to see it on my bed staring at me. When I awoke the next day, I found it in my cupboard. I often feel a hand on my shoulder that grabs tightly. There is a tall black figure behind me with it's arm raised, ready to strike. It's weird. I wonder if it's a sign.
GO HERE
http://www.lang.nagoya-u.ac.jp/~matsuoka/ghost-stories.html
EXAMPLES
Charles Dickens "To Be Taken with a Grain of Salt"
2 William Harrison Ainsworth "The Spectre Bride"
3 Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu "An Account of Some Disturbances in Aungier Street"
4 Wilkie Collins "Miss Jéromette and the Clergyman"
5 Mary Elizabeth Braddon "At Chrighton Abbey"
6 Bram Stoker "The Judge's House"
7 Amelia Ann Blanford Edwards "No. 5 Branch Line: The Engineer"
8 Mrs Craik (Dinah Maria Mulock) "The Last House in C---- Street"
9 George MacDonald "Uncle Cornelius His Story"
10 Robert Louis Stevenson "The Body-Snatcher"
11 Arthur Conan Doyle "The Captain of the 'Pole-star'"
12 Rudyard Kipling "At the End of the Passage"
13 Elizabeth Gaskell "The Crooked Branch"
14 Thomas Hardy "The Withered Arm"
15 E. G. E. Bulwer-Lytton "The Haunted and the Haunters"
16 Mrs Henry Wood "Reality or Delusion?"
17 Thomas Street Millington "No Living Voice"
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10. June 2007 @ 09:28 |
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Thanks Ireland...I'll check them out!
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10. June 2007 @ 10:22 |
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I got up at 5:30 a.m. this morning! It's just not right on a weekend morning!
lol Gerry thats what time i went to bed, just getting up now
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10. June 2007 @ 10:38 |
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Originally posted by gerry1:
I got up at 5:30 a.m. this morning! It's just not right on a weekend morning!
That's how you know you're getting old gerry!!! hehehee. My GRANDPARENTS are 85 and they go to bed about 8PM and get up normally by 5AM, sometimes earlier and have nothing to do but watch TV all day. LOL.
Just how old is ye ol' man????? :P
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10. June 2007 @ 11:45 |
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afternoon
the curtain rods.
She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes, crates and
suitcases.
On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things.
On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining
room table by candlelight; put on some soft background music, and feasted on
a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and a bottle of springwater.
When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few
half-eaten shrimp shells dipped in caviar into the hollow of each curtain
rod.
She then cleaned up the kitchen and left. When the husband returned with his
new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days.
Then, slowly, the house began to smell.
They tried everything: cleaning, mopping and airing the place out.
Vents were checked for dead rodents and carpets were steam cleaned.
Air fresheners were hung everywhere Exterminators were brought in to set
off gas canisters, during which they had to move out for a few days, and in
the end they even paid to replace the expensive wool carpeting. Nothing
worked.
People stopped coming over to visit. Repairmen refused to work in the house.
The maid quit.
Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move.
A month later, even though they had cut their price in half, they could not
find a buyer for their stinky house.
Word got out and eventually even the local realtors refused to return their
calls.
Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a
new place.
The ex-wife called the man and asked how things were going.
He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely and said
that she missed her old home terribly and would be willing to reduce her
divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house back.
Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on a price
that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth, but only if she were
to sign the papers that very day.
She agreed and within the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork.
A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched the
moving company pack everything to take to their new home...
And to spite the ex-wife, they even took the the curtain rods!!!!
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10. June 2007 @ 11:54 |
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@Greensman ... I is a young 55. I do need to get a life though; going to bed at 9:00 p.m. is truly pathetic!
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10. June 2007 @ 17:20 |
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ireland LMAO that has to be one of your best ones yet. Chris
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10. June 2007 @ 17:48 |
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use this info to help the members out,great advice
Dead Hard Drive Fix
It's really not too difficult fixing your own hard drive, if the problem is a head crash, or the infamous Seagate "stiction" problem, if you know what to do. You will require #4/0 steel wool, paint thinners, WD-40, a few hand tools, and about 45 minutes.
- First, you need a clean room, so make sure the garage door is closed before you begin. Move those old lawnmower parts off the bench. Disassemble the sealed unit and carefully wash all parts with paint thinners. Bend the read/write heads out of the way, and then disassemble the platter stack.
- VERY CAREFULLY buff the platter surfaces with the #4/0 steel wool. This will remove any existing data, level out any surface defects, and help to redistribute the magnetic media and fill in those pesky "bad sectors" that most drives have.
- Reassemble the platter stack, and using a .015" feeler gauge, bend the read/write heads back to the platter surface, using the feeler gauge to set the gap. This is slightly higher gap than the factory uses, but it reduces the chance of head collisions with any flotsam you neglected to remove.
- Give the heads and platters a good shot of WD-40 and reassemble the unit. If your drive has a filter, replace it with a clean section of gauze pad.
All that's left is to low level and DOS format the drive, and you're back in business. I haven't tried this myself, but my friend's wife's sister-in-law's husband knows a technician that does it all the time....
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10. June 2007 @ 18:25 |
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ireland that scares me, let me know how it works out. ;)
@gerry1,
A joke fur ye.........
I Work In A Zoo...
This guy needs a job and decides to apply at the zoo. As it happened, their star attraction, a gorilla, had passed away the night before and they had carefully preserved his hide.
They tell this guy that they'll pay him well if he would dress up in the gorillas skin and pretend to be the gorilla so people will keep coming to the zoo.
Well, the guy has his doubts, but hHe needs the money, so he puts on the skin and goes out into the cage.
The people all cheer to see him. He plays up to the audience and they just eat it up. This isn't so bad, he thinks, and he starts really putting on a show, jumping around, beating his chest and roaring, swinging around.
During one acrobatic attempt, though, he loses his balance and crashes through some safety netting, landing square in the middle of the lion cage! As he lies there stunned, the lion roars.
He's terrified and starts screaming, "Help, Help, Help!"
The lion races over to him, places his paws on his chest and hisses, "Shut up or we'll BOTH lose our jobs!"
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11. June 2007 @ 04:08 |
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LOL! Got a chuckle out of that!
Good morning all! I half suspect that we're going to have groups picketing our office today. On Fiday, my bosses fired this gay guy after only three hours on the job. Now, don't misunderstand, I DON'T work for a homophobic organization; being a social services agency as well being in Philadelphia, we've got "out" gay people at every level of our organization (even this three hundred pound redheaded lesbian in a very high position who, I confess, is rather frightening to look at but really a very nice person). This guy, however, was just really overtly checking out every guy that walked in the door, making gestures if he thought the guy was good looking and when a client made a comment, he went on this public rant about how he's just a homophobe. He was fired after three hours. I have a notion that this guy belongs to some activist groups who will be picketing our office. Not sure, but I've just got this feeling. Well, if so, it will add an interesting twist to the day. As a social services agency in a government office building, it sure won't be the first time!
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11. June 2007 @ 08:48 |
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AFTERNOON
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You know you're kinky when . . . .
*@* You keep fake hanging plants around the house, just so your mother will never know what all those hooks in the ceiling are really for.
*@* You have more toys than your kids.
*@* You take up macramé, just to learn some new knots.
*@* You have the closest 24 hour locksmith as #1 on your speed dial list.
*@* You try to get arrested, just for the handcuffs, body cavity search, humiliation scene and time in the cage.
*@* "Chain letter" has a whole different meaning to you.
*@* Your idea of getting a jump in the morning is to hook up the other end of your nipple clamp to the car battery.
*@* You nearly cause an accident pulling into the lot where the sign advertises FREE TODAY HOT WAX before you realize it's a car wash.
*@* You spend more time on your knees than a Catholic priest.
*@* The first thing you check when looking for a new car is whether the trunk can hold a bound submissive or two.
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