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Learn the ways of the farm! (pharm?)

YUMMAY!!!!

	Anyone out there a good cook? Make these for me and e-mail them!!! I'll pay you e-money!!! LOL

Satanic Fudge Brownies
1 pound 1-ounce chopped 70 percent bittersweet chocolate, melted and cooled slightly
10 ounces finely chopped 70 percent bittersweet chocolate
13 ounces soft butter
1 pound 4 ounces granulated sugar
6 extra large eggs
8 ounces all-purpose flour
1 teaspoon salt

Preheat the oven to 350-degrees F. Spray 9 by 13-inch pan with non-stick spray and place 1 piece of parchment paper to line the bottom of the pan.

Cream the butter and sugar in a mixer. Scrape down both sides. Then add the eggs 1 by 1. Add the salt and flour and mix until smooth. Remove the bowl from mixer and pour in cooled melted chocolate, mix well with a spatula. Add chopped chocolate last, fold quickly, then put in the prepared pan. Level out batter in pan. Place in preheated oven and bake for 45 minutes to 1 hour or until skewer comes out clean. Cool completely before cutting.

My Lonely Heart

(photo by Sean Tomkins)

I wonder if I will my heart will ever be whole
Where is my best friend, the other part of my soul
Does she exist, will I know if I find her
Or will I grow old, cynical and ever blinder

As the years tick away, I begin to lose hope
But I try not to be down, I just have to cope
I smile, I laugh, you see my outside
but my real inner feelings I tend to hide

So many wonderful women, but none of them fit
Its not like she will come in an unassembled kit
Where I can pick the pieces and parts of her inner fire
Only the things that I want and desire

But I don't want that, I want to be picked too
The thrill of learning and exploring someone new
To find that passion, that love, that happiness
The smell of her hair and feel of her caress

I'm still patiently waiting and exploring
And learning new things, so I'm never boring
But humor, heat and humdrum is what I reminisce
As a formula for long term bliss

So my lonely heart, let me tell you the truth
Be happy for now, and never be aloof
Continue to beat and survive another day
Because I love you my heart, please stay that way

(my poem was inspired by Shel Silverstein's The Missing Piece, Thank you Sasha)

Viagra

The boss of a Madison Avenue advertising agency called a spontaneous staff meeting in the middle of a particularly stressful week. When everyone gathered, the boss, who understood the benefits of having fun, told the burnt out staff the purpose of the meeting was to have a quick contest.

The theme was Viagra advertising slogans. The only rule was that they had to use past ad slogans, originally written for other products, that captured the essence of Viagra. Slight variations were acceptable. About seven minutes later, they turned in their suggestions and created a Top Ten List. With all the laughter and camaraderie, the rest of the week went very well for everyone.

The top ten were:

10. Viagra, Whaazzzz up!

9. Viagra, The quicker pecker upper.

8. Viagra, Like a rock!

7. Viagra, When it absolutely, positively has to be there overnight.

6. Viagra, Be all that you can be.

5. Viagra, Reach out and touch someone.

4. Viagra, Strong enough for a man, but made for a woman.

3. Viagra, home of the whopper!

2. Viagra, We bring good things to Life!

And the unanimous number one slogan:

1. This is your penis. This is your penis on drugs.

Nuff Said

Business One Liners

Eighty percent of all people consider themselves to be above average.

Enough research will tend to support your theory.

Entropy has us outnumbered.

Error is often more earnest than truth.

Even a stopped clock is right twice a day.

Even if the grass is greener on the other side: they, like you, still have to cut it.

Even paranoids have enemies.

Every silver lining has a cloud around it.

Every solution breeds new problems.

Everybody is somebody else's weirdo.

Everybody should believe in something, I believe I'll have another beer.

Everybody's gotta be someplace.

Everyone breaks more than the seven-year-bad-luck allotment to cover rotten luck throughout an entire lifetime.

Everyone has a scheme for getting rich that will not work.

Everyone has a scheme that will not work.

Everyone hits a brick wall now and then; the trick is not to do it with your head.

Everything east of the San Andreas fault will eventually plunge into the Atlantic Ocean.

Everything happens at the same time with nothing in between.

Everything in moderation, including moderation.

Everything is actually everything else, just recycled.

Everything is always done for the wrong reasons.

Everything put together sooner or later falls apart.

Everything should be made as simple as possible, but no simpler.

Everything takes longer than you think.

Everything tastes more or less like chicken.

Everything worthwhile is mandatory, prohibited, or taxed.

Everything you know is wrong, but you can be straightened out.

Excellence can be attained if you care more than others think is wise, risk more than others think is safe, dream more than others think is practical, expect more than others think is possible.

Exceptions always outnumber rules.