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October 20, 2005
Volume 7, Issue 20
You keep getting a busy signal.
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“Seventh time’s a charm. Come onnnn…busy again! For Pete’s sake!”
“How long you been standing out here on the porch?”
“Cheryl, don’t bother me I’m trying to call—oh, it’s you. I thought you were inside.”
“I was. You forgot your lunch.”
“I’ve been trying to reach you for fifteen minutes but the line’s busy. Who--?"
“I was trying to call you. You were calling me? Did you try the cell?”
“I got your voicemail.”
“That’s my work phone.”
“Right.”
“The other one.”
“Nope. You know, I had tuna salad yesterday.”
“Let’s go back inside, I’ll fix you ham and cheese.”
Posted by: Eric at October 20, 2005 5:54 AM · Permalink
Just when I was learning to stir the pot, someone had to put the fire out.
Sorry
Posted by: kasac at October 20, 2005 7:21 AM · Permalink
I was pinned in he wreck, unable to even move my fingers far enough to dial 911 on my cell phone. The only button I could reach was 'Redial', and every time I tried it all I could hear over the headset was a busy signal. I'd listen to the droning buzz-buzz-buzz for a few minutes, unable to even hang up, then punch 'Redial' again, with the same result. Dammit, who could Rita be talking to for so long at one in the morning?
Finally, it was ringing. I waited, then heard, "Hi, this is Rita. Please leave your message ..."
Posted by: hnumpah at October 20, 2005 8:10 AM · Permalink
It was an exciting night at Araceibo Radio Observatory. After decades of fruitless listening to the cosmos, they may have finally found something.
“It sounds like static to me,” complained the Administrator.
“I thought so, too,” agreed the technician, “until I started analyzing it. Best I can tell, every single aspect of this electromagnetic wave has been modulated: frequency, amplitude, wave form, phase angle, intensity, everything! Also, it seems to be sweeping up and down the scale, with different data multiplexed in at different frequency bands. This has to have been generated by an intelligence.”
“Wow, that’s one busy signal.”
Posted by: David at October 20, 2005 10:53 AM · Permalink
Love the little things. Appreciate life. Enjoy living. These words, symbols of happiness, forever scribbled on my wall, my refrigerator, my mind.
Don’t take life for granted. Enjoy living. To say this out loud is painful, almost impossible.
Why do I hurt so badly? Why do I even try? What reason… why go on?
Who will care? No one. Nobody cares.
The pain will stop. I can be free. . All of it… will stop. I need not go on. I will be free. It will stop.
The blade is sharp. No interruptions
The phone is left off the hook………..
Posted by: kasac at October 20, 2005 11:52 AM · Permalink
Squaaawk… Squaaawk… Squaaawk…
The scientist hung up the telephone. “Damn useless device,” he muttered. Then, with a mighty sigh, he tried again.
Squaaawk… Squaaawk… Squaaawk…
“Damn this fiendish contraption!” he swore, slamming it down once more. “Enough of this tomfoolery,” he declared, walking to the door. “Mr. Watson! Come here!” he yelled down the hall.
Within seconds, young Watson dashed into the laboratory. “Yes, sir?” he asked breathlessly.
“This damn thing doesn’t work,” Alexander Graham Bell replied. “Time to move on to another project.”
Watson pondered for a moment. “Perhaps we should begin work on that cracker recipe,” he said.
Posted by: Jim Parkinson at October 20, 2005 2:29 PM · Permalink
nothing...just changing my URL link.
Posted by: Eric at October 20, 2005 11:49 PM · Permalink
She finally called me back and said he roughed her up but wouldn’t tell me where he lived. One of her friends told me. He buzzed me in for a free pizza and I beat that mother down hard when he opened the door. I broke his nose, his arm, his ribs, I crushed him. I knocked out his front teeth with a beer bottle and left him in the hallway. I went over to her place with the teeth in my hand and I looked at her and she looked at me. Why else would she have told me?
Posted by: D at October 21, 2005 4:23 AM · Permalink