On 4/9/2011 7:26 PM, Jim Campbell wrote: > > Drop me a note if you plan on sitting out in a grassy field, eating > stuff & hanging out with friends. For YEARS y'all have told me "it > ain't about the chiles." Maybe it has finally sunk in :-D > i'll be there, amigo...sitting in the mud (mud?...probably snow!)...wondering if those big orange things in the middle of the field are really the genetically altered orange habs like butch said...and too lazy to get up and check on 'em myself... am sure the jernigan/knoxville crowd will be there as well...and at least two or three from the quincy il/iowa city/costa rica crowd..the latter are pushing hard to get me to move down there (way) south of the border...if that comes about, i will delay my departure until after OF... priorities, after all... -- knoxbill from knoxville Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar", every "supreme leader", every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there — on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam. Carl Sagan Pale Blue Dot