I just got this e-mail, it's a mass e-mail from a yahoo group I belong to.

Quote:Thursday August 26, 2004

Yes, I am really a homeless person. I'm using the free computers at the library. My name is Bill Arnold, a reasonably intelligent, mostly healthy, 56 year old man. But, I have lived, survived on the streets of Atlanta for over 3 years now. Why? I am not sure why, maybe my age, maybe my lack of a degree. Maybe, because I work in sweat shops for pocket money. Who knows? I used to live well, just like you. Nice car, home, wife.

Now, I live in a dirty, filthy shelter with 400 assorted druggies, alcoholics, perverts, lunatics and criminals. There are 200 bunk beds for sleeping. I'm given one of them every night and glad to get it. The alternative is sleeping under a bridge. The shelter smells of body odors, feet, urine and funk, there are only 3 shower stalls. And there's the usual infestation of rats and roaches. A few fellows have been bitten by spiders.

As you can tell my life is miserable now, but I am thankful and glad to be alive. Several times over the years street people have threatened or attempted to take my life. By the Grace of God I am still with you all. Danger and fear go hand in hand when one is homeless, I must always be on alert for wacked-out crazies with a grudge and a weapon.

This is the reason for my e-mail to you. I am asking you personally for your help. Please listen a bit longer...Can you find it in your heart to help me out of this nightmare, it does not take much, just a few dollars so I can buy decent clothes, a cell phone for job hunting and a month in a hotel with a hot shower. This will enable me to do proper job interviews. I have been successful in the past. With your help, I can do it again.

If I can get myself presentable with a fresh haircut, new shoes, clothes (mine are worn out), a phone number and clean place for a month. I am positive I will land a good paying job. Thanks to you and your help, I will work my way off the mean streets and out of this madhouse shelter.

Please help me out? This is important and God will bless you for your kindness many times over. Also, I will send you personal e-mails telling you how I am progressing towards my goal to rejoin society. I have opened a free a PayPal account to accept help, simply click on the address below and send whatever amount you are comfortable with.

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she's not a virgin, get it!

Not cause they are nazis, I wanna post but it takes forever to load, if it does even load.. so can we continue our convo here?

so silera was gonna post nude pictures.

Theres this guy I work with and he's real cool and stuff but I went to the bathroom and I noticed he was in one of the stalls. I know this cause I seen his shoes at the bottom of the stall and he wears these ugly old beige penny loafers.

Now I am at the urinal takin a piss and I hear him breathin all heavy and moaning... I thinks to myself "no fuckin way". He must not have heard me and he's all panting and I figure ok, maybe hes just havin a rough time gettin his shit out. Then as I am getting ready to go and wash my hands I hear "oh yeah baby, like that"... I am sure no one else was in the stall with him.. I mean I had some good shits but I have a sneaking suspicion he was jerking off.. so I turn on the faucet and then he stops all of sudden and I hear him say really low "fuck", so I am thinkin my assumptions may have been correct.

I know hes been havin problems with his woman at home but this is kinda ridiculous, poor bastard.

I dunno if he knew it was me but when I went outside for a smoke, he went to shake my hand and I just have him the power to the people fist and I think he knew, he hasnt spoken to me since... I feel kinda weird around him now... he's staring at me from across the room as we speak... he's still staring... ok he's walking towards me

for Kerry to stand behind moveon.org when they showed ads comparing bush to hitler

but

It's not alright for veterans for truth to attack the 'record' that he is running on.

Oh and there are 69 days left in Kerry's campaign but he has yet to even discuss for a second how he is going to make his platform work.

How does four months in Vietnam 30 years ago make somebody more fit to fight the war on terror then someone who has been doing so for three years.



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there was a tie. HedCold "won" nothing.

hook me up. buddy! :banana:

To Be a MetsFan
Tony Smolenski

Today is going to be a terrible day in the media for the New York Mets - as Devil Rays SP Scott Kazmir, a former Mets number one draft pick, had a decent debut Monday, while the Metropolitans got trounced. A terrible day in the midst of another lost season filled with injuries, poor management and embarrassing fielding.

I was born into this team, thanks to my grandfather, a hold over from the days of the Brooklyn Dodgers, and my Dad, a Mets fan from day one. I saw my first MLB game at Shea Stadium at the age of six, and also saw my first Mets loss the same day. Wally Backman was my first baseball idol. Mookie showed me miracles were possible. Jessie Orosco afforded me my first taste of Champaign.

I was devastated when Dwight Gooden was first suspended, and doubly so with Strawberry?s antics. I was furious when Dykstra was dealt away.

I wanted my own?Conehead?. I, too, thought Kevin McReynolds was underrated, and was convinced that Gregg Jeffries was bound for the Hall of Fame.

Kirk Gibson brokemy heart.

Frank Viola disappointed me, and Vince Coleman confounded me.

I bought several Paul Wilson rookie cards. Cut class to see Rey Ordonez?s debut, and compared Todd Hundley to Yogi Berra.

I was at Mike Piazza'sfirst home game. I searched for months for a Rick Reed jersey, and thought that the only music for a closer to enter a game to was "Johnny Be Good."

Bobby Valentine made me smile.

Bobby Jones made me think twice - wait Bobby M. Jones?


Bobby Bonilla made me wince.


I learned to spell 'Edgardo', loved it when the ?Mojo? was on the rise and broke the lamp in my first apartment during a "grand slam single" celebration.

I've cheered Masato Yoshii, Nomo, Komyiama, Tsyoshi Shinjo and Kaz Matsui; rooted for BennyAgbayani, Tyler Yates and Sid Fernandez; second-guessed Bamburger, Green and even Davey Johnson.

I've listened to ?Murph?, Gary Cohen, Gary Thorne, Ralph Kiner, Tim McCarver and - god help me - even Fran Healy.


I've been to Irish night and bat day. I own a Homerun Apple Clock, a Piazza pencil holder and a Keith Miller rookie card.

I've attended playoff games, tragic doubleheaders against the D-backs and exhibitions against the Orioles.

I've seen Juan Samuel flame out, Jeff Kent ask out, and too many players with a man on third and less than two outs pop out.

But through it all I am a Mets fan, win or lose.

Through Seaver for Zachary.

Bentiez facing Jordan.

Mackey Sasser's double pump while trying to throw out a runner.

Ricky and Bobby playing cards.

Hair cuts in the clubhouse.

Bleach on reporters.

Matsui fielding grounders.

Kenny Rogers missing the strike zone.

No matter what, I am a Mets fan.

So let Kazmir have a great career. Let people all around me declare that the sky is falling, and that "the Mets will never win with Wilpon as the owner".

Either way, I am a Mets fan.

Today may seem like a low point. The injuries may seem never ending, and the franchise's future may look bleak at best. But, at 7:10 PM tonight, our New York Mets will be taking the field. And I?ll, of course, be watching.