Ah, more misadventures from the ABQ.

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From: Dale
Sent: Wednesday, November 05, 2003 8:15 AM
Subject: Couldn't have a more perfect job...

Not for me, for that goofy kid Russell Howe. He's mentioned in the new Discover magazine in the article "Are you smart enough to work for this man?" As I read the article, I could see Russell in the ME72 shop excitedly showing me something, 'cause that's how he is.

In other news, Marie and I are coming to town next week. We arrive Wednesday night and leave Sunday afternoon. We would very much appreciate a place to stay if any are available at that time. Marie has some thesis stuff to do on Thursday and Friday, but the only thing I have to do the entire time is go to the alumni game on Saturday.

When deciding whether you want us messing up your place, keep in mind that since we have been in New Mexico, Marie and I have been converted to the Baptist faith by our neighbors. And not that pansy everyone goes to heaven Baptist Church. We're talking the hell is an ocean of fire for those that don't convert Baptist Church. What really did the trick for Marie was the ocean of fire thing. As you all know, she really hates the cold wetness of our terrestrial oceans, so the demonic fire ocean really appealed to her.

We have recently begun using our dogs to hunt rattle snakes for use in church services.

Since Marie finished her thesis, she has not been walking a tightrope of fortune and fame, but rather a razor thin tightrope of sanity. She is convinced that she hasn't fallen into the depths of insanity, but really, isn't that what every insane person says. As proof of this insanity, I would like Marie to proofread this email and correct every grammatical error I have made. Given my proficiency in the English language, that could take a while.

I guess I should come clean and say that we haven't really become Baptists, but our neighbors are, and in some perverse torture contest they have invited us to their church. Apparently the church member to convince the most people to attend gets a free painting. Our neighbors are furthering the contest because the wife wants a Kinkade, and the husband wants a painting of George Washington. I didn't lie about the ocean of fire thing, except that it might have actually been a sea, lake or river. It's always been hard for me to figure out the geography of hell.

If you couldn't tell already, today is a pretty slow day at work. So far I have worked on 4 programs. We were deselected off the first one on the day after the kickoff meeting. I was just told yesterday to finish up my work on another program since the prime wants us to focus on other things. That didn't really bother me too much, the program has been active since 1992 and due to gross incompetence of the prime nothing has really been accomplished. The people working the program are bitterer than Grant.

Please let Marie and I know if you have a place available for us to stay.

Dale