Someone came into my office just now to ask me "where a fax goes".

I was like... What do you mean?

"I mean, if I fax something to the wrong place, where does it go?"

Well... whatever fax machine you sent it to.

"But what if it's a wrong number, does it just stay in the wires?"

I... what are you talking about? If you didn't connect to a fax machine, it doesn't go anywhere.

"So, let's just say, if I didn't hit *9 before trying to fax something out of the building, the information is just gone?"

Well, the fax machine might save it in memory... but, you have the originals, right?

"Yes, I was just curious if it would come out on a fax machine in the building somewhere."

Unless you connected to a fax machine, no.

"Okay, thanks."

What the hell!?

I wrote back one of the Iraqi Prisoner Referers.

Date: Fri, 14 May 2004 12:12:52 -0400 [12:12:52 PM EDT]
From: Josh Killoggs
To: msraven2004@msn.com
Subject: your post on killoggs.com

Susan, hi!

I saw your post on Killoggs.com and wanted to clarify something.

You said: "I say nuke them all and let there god sort it all out."

I just wanted to point out that the Islamic God, Allah (which is their word for God) is the God of the Old Testament. There are of course different interpretations and religious laws, but it's the same God.

In fact, if you read the Qur'an (their holy book), you will notice all of the same people from the bible you have at home : Moses (Musa in the Qur'an), Abraham (known as Ibrahim) and Noah, among many others all are in there! It's pretty interesting stuff, really

Of course, this shouldn't change your opinion of whether or not we should nuke them - I just wanted to fill you in on some facts it sounded like you didn't know!

Take care!

Josh.

--
killoggs.com

Hopefully she will respond.

the french fry poboy met beans on toast, they fell in love & mated

Obtain
1 large loaf of bread you like, capable of holding a lot of stuff
1 can of a brand of baked beans you like (given options here choose one that tastes less bar-b-quey)
bacon
frozen french fries
paprika
onions

Prepare
heat your bread
fry your bacon
bake your french fries after sprinkling librally with paprika
fry your onions in the hot bacon fat
heat your beans

Construct
Slice open your loaf of bread. The V slice method works well because it leaves enough bread on the bottom and sides to avoid structural collapse of the sandwich and avoids the subduction quake of precious sandwich contents which becomes inevitable if you simply bisect the bread.

Line the bottom of the V with a single line of french fries.

Next you have two construction options:
The Lifeboat
or
The Basketball Floor (pictured above)

For the Lifeboat, continue to line the V of your bread with a side by side layer of french fries perpendicular to the original french fries. This should result in the french fries looking like the skeleton of a simple dinghy. Then proceed with bean application, onion application, bacon, and the bread topper to the sandwich.


For the Basketball Floor, directly after applying the single line of french fries in the V of the bread, begin applying the beans. You may want to spoon the beans onto the sandwich using a slotted spoon, so as not to make the bottom too soggy. Additional sauce may be added to the top of the sandwich if desired at the end. Fill the sandwich 2/3. Add a layer of fried onions.
On top of the beans & onions, begin applying the french fries staggered and side by side, parallel with the lenghth of the bread, simulating the plank pattern used on basketball court. Top with bacon. If desired, spoon additional sauce from baked beans onto bacon. Add top piece of bread.

Enjoy
Eat; remain immobile.

i can't believe these fuckers are here already. i hate these sonsofbitches!
on the one day where i decide to sit down and do some real work, i get devoured my a freaking mosquito. over ten bites in under twenty minutes! and i can't find the fucker either. how am i supposed to concentrate? each bodily sensation could be the next bite.

the paradise i was building DC into is rapidly crumbling. In paradise there are no mosquitoes.

me and jason were playing shuffleboard last night at this bar, and well, I got a little angry...