-- -Time flies like the wind. Fruit flies like a banana. Stranger things have - -happened but none stranger than this. Does your driver's license say Organ -Donor?Black holes are where God divided by zero. Listen to me! We are all- -individuals! What if this weren't a hypothetical question? [EMAIL PROTECTED] ---------- Forwarded message ---------- Date: Wed, 28 Nov 2001 05:55:05 -0500 From: Quote of the day editor <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: Quote of the day mailing list <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> Subject: Quote of the day for November 28, 2001 "We buried Ken Kesey. It took three days to dig the grave. He's a big man. Everybody dug in. I dug 42 shovelfuls, one for each year I knew him. That was on the first day. During the night I woke up and realized I knew him 43 years, 43 years this fall, when we met at Stanford University in the writing class. 1958. Blink of an eye. The next day I dug 43 shovelfuls. We dug the grave next to his son Jed's. Tuesday night it was ready. A good six feet deep. Beautiful dark soil, nary a rock, good planting soil." - Ken Babbs, on the November 10 death of writer Ken Kesey (Friday, November 16, 2001, http://www.intrepidtrips.com/) Submitted by: Gordon Joly Nov. 21, 2001 -------------------------------------------------------------- Send quotation submissions to [EMAIL PROTECTED] Send list changes or requests to [EMAIL PROTECTED] [ To unsubscribe, send email to [EMAIL PROTECTED] with body "unsubscribe man-bytes-dog" (the subject is ignored).]
