Apache Bob

In my district we don't call them WannaBees. We call them MeToos.

Anything to increase the numbers. I know Ventures can go to 21. Why not make it 25? Then you could have the Boy Scouts go to 21.

You know if you let girls in as Tigers you could really get the numbers up once the fight with the Girl Scouts was over.

Welcome to the campfire. Pull up a log and sit a spell. We can always use another tarheel.

And the Troll came back.

Another question about recharter.

Why doesn't the front page of the recharter have a spot where the insurance figures are printed? I was told it was something about insurance in the West which did not make sense.

I'm just sorry to hear so many of you went to State. The Hill was the only place to be.

Remember the sky is Carolina Blue.

Lisabob - thanks.

What I would also like to see at local, state, and the national level is each candidate explaining where the information in their ads on TV comes from.

At the local and state level where I live one candidate says the state budget was balanced by her (no one else helped I guess). The other candidate states that the budget was balanced but not before 800 million dollars was borrowed to balance it. Someone (both) are using half truths. It would be great to make each person own up to what they are putting out.

If that happen I think the ads in elections would be a lot less and would stick to the issues.

That is why I started this welcome. Looking like he/she was surfing and caught our wave for awhile.

Guess he/she has gone on down the beach.

Welcome DC CD. Glad to have you with us.

Read some of you messages.

Add to our knowledge about your interest in Scouting and some of your past and present positions.

Thanks in advance.

Frodo Lives.

Mighty Mouse is alive and well.

Have to add one more for friends and buddies to did not make it here. I remember them and miss them.

Oh Wall

Phillip L. Woodall

Oh wall on wall of granite stone

Not tomb or glory chart

Reflects the pain of shattered bone

And shrapnel in the heart.

Mothers moan. Warriors weep.

Abe and George look on

Silent souls would angels keep

Inside the great black stone

America, America, see

No shining perfect star.

Your undercoat of memory

Reveals an ugly scar.

Remember how the warriors died

In places hardly known.

Remember tears that widows cried

Beside the great black stone.

La Drang, Phuoc Yen, Hamburger Hill,

Khe Sanh, hundreds more,

Five thousand days to maim and kill

The victims of the war.

Peace comes now upon the mall

Where painful memories start

To would those standing by the wall

With shrapnel in the heart.

You guys are talking way over my head about things I don't understand. I am glad that you understand them.

Personally, I like my spam with eggs over easy, grits, biscuits and coffee.

OverTrained -

No,I was not allowed to download anything from ScoutNet. The Council is so afraid that some bit of data might be given to the wrong person. So I asked for and received hard copies of some of the information and just keyed it in. If I understand it correctly ADMS can receive downloads and can also uploan into ScoutNet.

I could update ADMS from Troopmaster and Packmaster.

I kept everything up to date for several years. When someone wants some information they just got in touch with me and I gave it to them.

I kept basic info on the unit, unit leaders email and phone numbers, # of boys and # of adults for different years, on time recharters and QUs, membership figures, advancement, training, popcorn sales, camping stats, FOS unit figures, and etc.

When I left the position I passed on all the info and have no idea if it has been up dated.

It was necessary in our District/Council as a lot (a whole lot) of the info in ScoutNet was incorrect or just not there.

Did "23 skidoo" mean more that leaving quickly?

The donkeys hate the elephants. The elephants hate the elephants. Everyone hates the independents unless they come over to their side. What is going on? Is there a way to stop this nonsense?

If the donkeys win the election they are going to blame the elephants for the next four years that they could not keep their donkey campaign promises because they had to pick up the elephant droppings first.

If the elephants win the election they are going to blame the donkeys for the next four years that they could not keep their elephant campaign promises because they had to pick up the donkey droppings first.

Is there a way to get them to work together without all this hate and blaming the other animal?

Right now I do not see any way that anything is really going to help us and all of our problems? Am I wrong?

Back to the real world now, my dog came and told me its time to go for a walk. He lives in the NOW world and doesnt hate another animal but would like to catch the rabbit and squirrel that live in the back yard (just to play, of course).

Skeptic - "A safe place to land" is on my favorites list. Thanks.

1.Oh, we grow things mighty big down in Kentucky

But there's nothing in that state that can compare

To a cow that we once had us

And the name of her was Gladys

Boy, you should have seen the neighbors stop and stare.

She stood 10 feet tall and had one purple eyeball

It took eight of us to milk her, here is why:

She had 27 spigots

And the tourists all bought tickets

Just to watch us milk and hear us loudly cry-y-y-y...

(Chorus)

Oh, pass the udder udder and I'll pass it to my brudder

And I'll pass the udder udder dis-a-way

So we passed the udder udder and I passed it to my brudder

Oh, we really had our hands full every day.

2. We created quite a spectacle, I grant you

But we milked her just as pretty as you please

And while people said "How funny,"

We raked in enough durn money

To go out and order ermine BVD's.

Father turned her on her back one Sunday morning

Gladys said "I'm upside down, now what's the gag?"

"Well, the reason why," said Pop

"is so the cream will be on top."

"Gosh," the cow said, "in that case, it's in the bag!"

Packhound if you looked in the Piedmont you could find me.

Here's to the land of the long leaf pine,

The summer land where the sun doth shine,

Where the weak grow strong and the strong grow great,

Here's to "Down Home," the Old North State!

Let me tell you the story

Of a man named Charlie

On a tragic and fateful day

He put ten cents in his pocket,

Kissed his wife and family

Went to ride on the MTA

Charlie handed in his dime

At the Kendall Square Station

And he changed for Jamaica Plain

When he got there the conductor told him,

"One more nickel."

Charlie could not get off that train.

Chorus:

Did he ever return,

No he never returned

And his fate is still unlearn'd

He may ride forever

'neath the streets of Boston

He's the man who never returned.

Now all night long

Charlie rides through the tunnels

the station

Saying, "What will become of me?

Crying

How can I afford to see

My sister in Chelsea

Or my cousin in Roxbury?"

Charlie's wife goes down

To the Scollay Square station

Every day at quarter past two

And through the open window

She hands Charlie a sandwich

As the train comes rumblin' through.

As his train rolled on

underneath Greater Boston

Charlie looked around and sighed:

"Well, I'm sore and disgusted

And I'm absolutely busted;

I guess this is my last long ride."

{this entire verse was replaced by a banjo solo}

Now you citizens of Boston,

Don't you think it's a scandal

That the people have to pay and pay

Vote for Walter A. O'Brien

Fight the fare increase!

And fight the fare increase

Vote for George O'Brien!

Get poor Charlie off the MTA.

Chorus:

Or else he'll never return,

No he'll never return

And his fate will be unlearned

He may ride forever

'neath the streets of Boston

He's the man (Who's the man)

He's the man who never returned.

He's the man (Oh, the man)

He's the man who never returned.

He's the man who never returned.

Welcome to the group, mob, collection of Scouts and Scouters.

Pull up a log from a long leaf pine and sit a spell.

Getting off track. Do you mean "The Wreck of Old 97"?

The actual wreck or the song?

On one cloudless morning I stood on the mountain,

Just watching the smoke from below,

It was coming from a tall, slim smokestack

Way down on the Southern railroad.

It was 97, the fastest train

Ever ran the Southern line,

All the freight trains and passengers take the side for 97,

For she's bound to be at stations on time.

They gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia,

Saying, "Stevie, you're way behind time.

This is not 38, but it's Old 97,

You must put her into Spencer on time."

He looked 'round and said to his black greasy fireman,

"Just shovel in a little more coal,

And when I cross that old White Oak Mountain

You can just watch Old 97 roll."

It's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg to Danville,

And the lie was a three-mile grade,

It was on that grade that he lost his air brakes,

And you see what a jump that she made.

He was going down the grade making 90 miles an hour,

When his whistle began to scream,

He was found in that wreck with his hand on the throttle,

He was scalded to death by the steam.

Did she ever pull in? No, she never pulled in,

And at 1:45 he was due,

For hours and hours has the switchman been waiting

For that fast mail that never pulled through.

Did she ever pull in? No, she never pulled in,

And that poor boy must be dead.

Oh, yonder he lays on the railroad track

With the cart wheels over his head.

97, she was the fastest train

That the South had ever seen,

But she run so fast on that Sunday morning

That the death score was numbered 14.

Now, ladies, you must take warning,

From this time now and on.

Never speak harsh words to your true loving husband.

He may leave you and never return.

Getting off track. Do you mean "The Wreck of Old 97"?

The actual wreck or the song?

Six Phases of a Project

Enthusiasm

Disillusionment

Panic

Search for the guilty

Punishment of the innocent

Praise and honors for the non-participants

Of course, the first HMS Enterprise was built in Plymouth England in 1709 and sailed the Virgina coast under the command of Nicholas Smith.

This topic has taught me more about Indian Guides than I ever knew.

As Martha would say: "Its a good thing".

OGE - I really liked Emma Peel and John Steed in the Avengers.

Great group of folks.

And who can forget David Niven in "Casino Royale". A classic.

We got ADMS from Troop Master. It worked great and had all the features we needed, BUT no one would go in and add data to it.

They wanted the info but would not take the time to put theirs in.

I also started a spreadsheet of different facts about the district and its units. Up dated it as the years went by. Many people came to me to get figures. When I stepped down as DC no one wanted to keep it up to date.

If the district as a whole will not make a commitment to keep it up to date it is a waste of time. And in theory you should be able to get the same information from Scout Net if you can get someone to let you get print outs.

Good luck.

Now days I try to "do very little, slowly"

How's that for sticking with the topic.

Or was that the Tropic of Cancer / Capricorn? Maybe both if the wind is from the Northeast in the mid morning.