On 29 Sep 2003 15:28:12 GMT, (RSHaas) wrote:

"Interesting point. Perhaps I've let vanity get the better of me.

Regards,
God
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Ahhh, so you are there after all. And all this time I've had my doubts.
Say Hi to mom and pop. When I get there please don't put me in a room
directly below an Islamic terrorist with his 42 virgins, or next to a rock
guitarist.

Your room will have a telephone. With a very loud ringer and no "Off"
button. It will be connected to a boiler room full of siding,
carpet, and insurance salesmen.

That's Heaven. In Hell, you also get a radio permanently tuned to
vitamin infomercials.