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Took a personal day, smoked some beef ribs, YUMMY! The boss called about an hour ago, frantic, asking; "Dave, we can't get this f**king labeler running. It's throwing labels all over the place." After he described the problem, I helped him troubleshoot it over the phone. Afterwords, I sent him a picture of the ribs sizzling on the smoker and asked him if he was sweating. His reply? "Hell yes, I'm sweating, you asshole. It's 115 degrees in here!" Five minutes later;"Man, those ribs look good." Saved him some. He'll be around about midnight.
Dave
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"When the lie is so big and the fog so thick, the Republican trick can play out again....."-------Frank Zappa
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