"Once upon a time a man appeared in a village and announced to the villagers that he would buy monkeys for $10 each.
The villagers, seeing that there were many monkeys around, went out to the forest and started catching them. The man bought thousands at $10 and, as the supply started to diminish, the villagers stopped their effort.
The man then announced that he would now pay $20 for a monkey.
This renewed the efforts of the villagers and they started catching monkeys again. Soon though, the supply diminished even further and people again started going back to their farms. The offer increased to $25 each, and the supply of monkeys became so small that it was an effort to even find a monkey, let alone catch it!
The man now announced that he would buy monkeys at $50! However, since he had to go to the city on some business, his assistant would now do the buying on his behalf.
In the absence of the man, the assistant told the villagers. "Look at all these monkeys in the big cage that the man has collected.
"I will sell them to you at $35, and when the man returns from the city, you can sell them to him for $50 each." So the villagers rounded up all their savings and bought all the monkeys.
They never saw the man nor his assistant again...
Now, boys and girls, you have a better understanding of how the stock market works...
"HAS ANYONE BEEN STOOD UP BY SOMEONE ON THIS SITE"
Only in a manner of speaking - Out of an estimated 25-30 folks who told us they planned on attending our CS picnic in August, only 6 of us showed up. Granted, a couple had genuine last minute problems, but still, we'd ordered food for 35. (We're still eating Buddy's Barbecue! )
I agree, but without getting overly philosophical, I think it's more how we choose to mold ourselves... I know the kind of person I respect and that my father respected and that's the kind of person I strive to be...
Yes, four of them. Two feel the same way I do and have both been married for going on 30 years. The other two guys have been married three times each. (I love 'em, but I'd never recommend them to anyone!)
Unfortunately, it works both ways. I've never even considered being anything but completely truthful - and thank God I've met the only woman for me (right here on CS!) - yet I met a woman for coffee (about 3 years ago) who had claimed to be "5'8", 135lbs., soft spoken and conservative" and in fact was 5'1", 240lbs., swore loudly and often and openly wished that John Hinckley had "finished the job" on President Reagan." (After 20 minutes I excused myself to go to the men's room and escaped through a side door.)
Guilty of being happily married - thanks to those who've mentioned us, you're top notch! - and being on a singles site.
Some call us an inspiration, others think we're just rubbing it in.
Anyone who is married and comes to a singles site - or goes to a bar for that matter - in the hopes of "getting a little strange" should be tied up out in the woods naked and promptly forgotten about.
Cigarette between the lips, beer between the legs, binoculars on the dash, two cowdogs and an assortment of bailing wire and fence posts in the back of the truck, one arm out the window waving to a similarly equipped vehicle half a mile away - Nearly any rural ranch in the Western U.S. with the exception of those owned by Mormons.
Happily married (as of 8/15/07) to a wonderful gal I met here on CS and living in a slice of Heaven called East Tennessee. Remain here because I haven't gotten tired of sending her virtual flowers and because of the friends we've made (and continue to make) here.
As for me, the only dreams that truly fade are those that never really had a base in reality. The others, no matter how insignificant are always there, floating just past the edges of my vision, seen but un-seeable, noticed, but intangible... Felt and remembered and embraced while remaining untouched and untouchable...
"How do you let other CS members know that you are back on CS forum?"
By posting a response/responses in a thread/threads that interest me. If people can't put two and two together and realize that I'm "back" then they probably never noticed that I was gone in the first place.
RE: Say Something...Names Are Changed To Protect The Innocent
Time to rest my eyeballs and sample some Muscadine juice.Play nice...