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In a message dated 5/21/02 10:01:02 PM, karegree@... writes:

<< I may also head to one of the little Indian shops here that do Ayurverdic
medicines (although I draw the line at the urinology) >>

This looked to me (I was glancing) like "urinography," and so I must tell you
the story of my now-deceased friend Stan. After a bunch of us camped in the
same spot every year for many years, we moved to a bigger camping site. Stan
balked BIGtime and did NOT ever want to go back. He almost didn't go that
one time.

When I questioned him about it he said it was too far East, and if he pissed
there it would run into the Mississippi, not the Rio Grande.

For Stan, this seemed important.

So in frustration I told him I was pretty sure no runoff from there could go
into the Mississippi, and if I confirmed that would he go camp?

Reluctantly he agree.

Keith, my husband, is Mr. Geography Guy--loves maps, loves trivia, loves it
all.

"The Pecos," said Keith.

"The Pecos," I told Stan, "which rejoins the Rio Grande."

"Okay, then..." and he went camping.


Sandra