I've been thinking about computerizing -- using a digital camera and recording pix and notes on CDRs. Maintaining a home darkroom and writing everythi...g down by hand is getting to be too much of a pain in the butt.Much more valuable than the pictures and notes is the knowledge base I'm building up in pursuit of my little hobby-obsession.Women have three basic ass types: pear, apple, and box. Pear shaped is the most esthetically pleasing, of course, but you can't be too choosy if you're looking. "This is George. Is Tanya there?" Oh, no George. She's supposed to get back tonight." Oh, okay. Cool. Let her know I called, 'kay?" Sure," Sammi said and hung up. "Where are you Andy?" she asked the phone.For another hour, she waited. She got up and paced the length of the room. It wouldn't do any good to go over to his dorm. She'd have to call up to his room so he could escort her in, but that required him to be there and the last four times she called, only his roommate had answered. Todd. Turning to Rachel, "What is this all about, Chief?" asked Mike. Sitting down, Rachel began, "Mike, Miss Marlason is with the CriminalInvestigations Division of the Nebraska Department of Revenue. Thedepartment feels that they have enough evidence to begin an inquiry intothe activities of a certain socially prominent matron here in Omaha.Your job will be to lead this investigation. I will warn you now, theindividual being scrutinized is politically well connected enough toeven have Carol back. I would check into the problem with Joe.We went back outside and joined the BBQ. I told JR thank you for inviting me. It was the best BBQ chicken I had in a long time.He said, "Thank mom; she made it along with the potatoes."I looked over at Dorothy and said, "Thanks, Dorothy, you always were a great cook."She looked over at me and said, "Thanks, George, anytime."I wondered what she meant by anytime? Was it just a slip of a word or did she mean, anytime?I went home and decided what to do about.