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Why do we say we "make the bed" when we fix the covers on
it?

Was Ian Fleming, author of the James Bond novels, ever a
secret agent himself?

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How old is the slang word "ain't"?

You'd think that if a word has been around for about 300
years, it would acquire an air of respectability. The exact
opposite seems to have happened with "ain't." The slang word
– a substitute for "am not," "are not," and "is not" -- has
been around since the days of King Charles II. No one knows
why it has since become unacceptable (or at least
nonstandard).


What is a Mumbo Jumbo?

A Mumbo Jumbo, according to Merriam Webster's Collegiate
Dictionary, is a masked figure among Mandingo peoples of
Western Africa. The phrase "mumbo jumbo" has come to mean an
object of superstitious homage and fear; a complicated
activity (such as a ritualistic one) usually intended to
obscure and confuse; or unnecessarily involved and
incomprehensible language (gibberish).


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1. STRANGE BITS AND PIECES!

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2. TITLE ARTICLE - - -

Around The Net

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3. MEDICAL COLUMN by Karin Henderson

The Inflammatory Process
A Special Gift From Nature To You
PART 5 of 12

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4. THE SAGA OF PINEHILL by Ken Darby

More reminiscing

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5. WHY DO WE SAY IT?

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6. THINK ABOUT THIS TODAY!
7. HA! HA!HA!
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STRANGE BITS AND PIECES!

As part of the original design, the names of 72 French
scientists and other famous people is imprinted on the sides
of the Eiffel tower.

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TITLE ARTICLE - - -
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Around The Net


UK woman narrowly survives Xbox fire; users report Xbox 360
'crashing like mad'

"So, the Xbox 360's been available for, what, 15 minutes,
and already the crash reports are streaming in. According to
postings on Xbox-Scene and other fan sites, some early
adopters are discovering that waiting on line in the cold
for two years to snag a box was the least of their problems:
the game consoles are allegedly crashing during a variety of
games and reporting a range of error messages," Marc Perton
reports for Engadget.


"A quick look on our forums (more, more and more) seems to
indicate he's not the only one. Several of our members seems
to get crashing 360s. It doesn't seem to be related to a
specific game, as we get reports of the Xbox 360 crashing
with several games. And it's not all the same Error-number
either (E79, E74, E64, real crashes, ...). I quickly checked
over at TeamXbox and they also have a large thread and poll
about defective Xbox 360s," XanTium reports for
Xbox-Scene.com.


In somewhat related news, The Register reports that a UK
woman was "was pulled unconscious from her house by two
strangers after succumbing to smoke generated by a faulty
Xbox... Anglesey fire and rescue spokesman Dave Evans
confirmed the fire was caused by a 'fault in an Xbox game
machine' left on standby. Back in February, Microsoft
recalled 14.1m Xbox power cables shipped into Europe before
13 January, 2004 and in other territories before 23 October,
2003, as we previously reported. MS admitted to '30 or so
reports from users suffering minor burns, singed upholstery
or scorched carpets as a result of power lead
malfunctions.'"


Microsoft, nothing if not consistent.


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MEDICAL COLUMN - - - -
by Karin Henderson


The Inflammatory Process
A Special Gift From Nature To You
PART 5 of 12

Let’s start with stubbing your toe. How does the
inflammatory process come into play here? Immediately on
stubbing your toe, it swells and expands externally. It
throbs (pressure). It hurts. (Pain). If you go back the
definition, “inflammation” is a process that brings blood
and white cells to the injured or irritated area. It is
characterized by heat, swelling, redness, and pain. It is
the tissue reaction of the injury, direct or indirect.” Here
is the inflammatory process activated through trauma. In
this case the swelling is an example where there is room for
the fluid to expand. But it can only do this if there room
for this to happen. Once the skin can’t expand any longer,
one of two things can happen. 1) The skin “weeps”. 2) The
skin splits (we call it breaking, but in reality you can
only break solid things, and skin is not solid.). Another
example is dust in your eye. Again, your body reacts
immediately to this intruder by bringing in extra fluid,
etc. to wash it (dust/intruder) away. In this case, the
inflammatory process again expands outwardly. Externally,
you feel the tears. (But you could have internal eye
pressure as well. This might be brought on by something
irritating a part of the inside of the eye such as in
glaucoma. Then the pressure could well affect the optic
nerve.)

Now let’s look at another few examples where the fluid can’t
get outside. So it expands internally. Remember, this is an
automatic response. Your IP has NO CHOICE BUT to respond.
Internal expansion would happen in a toxic liver, an
inflamed gallbladder or a hot appendix. It is this very same
inflammatory process in progress. Luckily most of the fluid
has room to expand somewhere inside. If you ever see someone
with a big tummy, it might be form an abnormal growth of
their liver (not because of a beer belly). Avoid the
temptation to poke them, please!

In all these cases, your body “creates” this fluid to wash
out the unwanted toxins or irritants. The actions are the
same as are the results: in each case, fluid is created and
can be accommodated. There are some unusual cases where
there is a great amount of fluid production. Your body then
has to extend itself by stretching the skin…or push down on
existing soft tissue.


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Karin Henderson is a registered nurse and is thePEBBLE's
columnist for our MEDICAL COLUMN.
We appreciate her input very much. Thanks Karin.
You can send Karin questions at
mailto:kflh@shaw.ca

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THE SAGA OF PINEHILL
by Ken Darby

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Eloise Henry, age 18 when the story began
and David Wylie, age 20, were selected by a
stranger in town to take a dangerous trip,
together. The idea was that each was to take
only the clothes on their back and go
anywhere in the world where the stranger
took them. They were to be left there to find
their own way home. They had no money,
no identification, and no idea where they
were. If they arrived back home, there
would be a million dollars waiting in each
of their bank accounts

The story deals with their adventures along
and leads to the only way they could survive.
The story leads to many friends, many adventures
and many places.

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As you read enjoy. It continues . . . . . . .
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"Oh yes, Missy. Please, please, come anytime, please."

Eloise rose from the table. The girls were holding onto
her slacks.

Miguele was stunned. He knew what this truck meant.
Further, if Missy was right, he knew what the ramifications
were of this "special" truck. "Thank you Missy, thank you. I
don't know how I can ever repay you. You have saved my
family. Thank you."

"Miguele. It is your Maker whom you must thank."

Snapping out of his reverie Miguele blinked. He looked
over to Eloise and in his mind he offered thanks. Here he
was in China, at the orphanage where his daughter Riata had
just been given an enormous honor. He was among friends and
he, himself lived by higher law. Wow! What changes had come
over his life since the day he first met Eloise.

He went back into his mind and continued his
reminiscing. Missy left and there he was standing with
Abetta and the girls. The love broadcast by Missy lingered,
and hung on the walls of the house as if an odor. This was a
house of love and Missy made it the more so.

Miguele walked out of the gate to the street. He walked
around the truck. It was immaculate. He picked up some sand
from the street and was going to drop some on the front
fender of the vehicle. As the sand dropped in didn't touch
the truck. It dropped to the truck then moved sideways until
it could drop straight to the ground again. He took the keys
from his pocket and got into the truck. He started it up. It
ran as smooth and quiet as an owl on the hunt. (Owls are the
only birds that can fly without making a sound.)

He waved to Abetta and the girls. He was inviting them
to get into the truck so they could go for a ride. Now, he
remembered that first ride. They drove downtown to the hotel
where he first met Missy. They drove out to the airport,
they drove up to the reservoir and back down to the old
fort. Then they headed out into the country. The day was
thrilling for all of them. Before this they were confined to
their house and area. Now they had the ability to go where
they wanted.

The very next day Miguele drove into the industrial
section of the city. He was looking for work that would let
him use his truck. He found a parcel delivery firm who took
him on. From this day Miguele and his family had income,
more than they needed. But on his way home to tell Abetta he
drove through the part of town where he was raised.

As he passed through the area he saw a kid, probably no
older than eight or ten scrounging through a garbage pile.
Miguele stopped the truck, and watched the kid. It was a
little boy. He found something interesting and was looking
at it, then he tore something off it and put it into his
mouth. The youngster was hungry. Miguele had a good look at
the boy. He was thin. His clothes were mere rags that would
hardly keep him warm on cool nights.

Miguele turned the truck off and walked over to the boy.
He was about to flee from this adult, when Miguele yelled,
"Stop."

The boy stopped in his tracks. He did not know why but
something made him stop. Miguele came up to him and spoke
softly and kindly. "Are you hungry?" The boy nodded his
head. Miguele put his arm around the boy and guided him to
the truck. "I know what that feels like. I have been hungry,
too. I think I can get you something to eat and some new
clothes if you would like to come with me. I will take you
home to meet my family and we will have a good meal. Would
you like that?"

The boy nodded.

"Then, get in."

The boy was a little reluctant.

"I'll tell you what. I'll make a deal with you. Come
with me and we will see if we can get you a good meal. Maybe
we can even find you some good clothes today. If you would
like to stay the night and get a good sleep, you can do that
too. But here's the deal. If you want me to bring you back
here, then we'll get in the truck and I'll bring you right
back to this spot, I promise." Miguele put up his hand as if
he were swearing on a bible.

The boy got into the truck. He trusted this man. He
wasn't chasing him away. He wasn't talking down to him. He
didn't look like one of those church people that come around
once in a while.

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TOMORROW - - - More reminiscing


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WHY DO WE SAY IT?

Radio: Where die "radio get that name?

The word is derived from the Latin radius, meaning a "staff"
or the "spoke of a wheel," or a "ray of light". Radio waves
travel like rays of light - going out in all directions like
the spokes of a wheel.

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The future is purchased by the present.
---- Samuel Johnson 

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HA! HA! HA!


A Civil War soldier, who had lost his bayonet, whittled one
from wood so that he could pass inspection. He hoped he
would not be discovered until the regiment had gone into
battle, where he planned to pick one up from a dead soldier.

At inspection, an officer asked to see his bayonet. The
soldier stated, "Sir, I promised my father I would not
unsheathe my bayonet unless I intended to kill someone with
it."

The Officer insisted that the soldier hand over the bayonet.

Taking it out, the soldier looked skyward and said, "May the
Lord change my bayonet to wood for breaking my vow."


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