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OT: Some of the small cap stocks making big moves included MOMENTA Pharmaceuticals (NASDAQ: MNTA), which rose 20.15% to $7.81 on volume of 1,168,319 on its trading debut. The company is developing an off-patent version of the Aventis (NSYE: AVE) heart drug Lovenox. Innovex
Wow! look at that Volume!
Just the same as when the Dems ask me, "What do you think of your President now that he did not find WMD in iraq??"
Sorry guys, I was at work the last 24 hours, could not get to a computer.
OT: Momenta Pharmaceuticals Announces Pricing of Initial Public Offering
CAMBRIDGE, Mass., June 21 /PRNewswire-FirstCall/ -- Momenta Pharmaceuticals, Inc. announced today the pricing of its initial public offering of 5,350,000 shares of common stock at a price of $6.50 per share. All of the shares are being offered by Momenta. Momenta also granted to the underwriters a thirty-day option to purchase up to an additional 802,500 shares of common stock to cover over-allotments, if any. Momenta's common stock is expected to begin trading on the Nasdaq National Market on June 22, 2004 under the symbol "MNTA".
The managing underwriters for this offering are SG Cowen & Co., LLC and Banc of America Securities LLC, acting as joint book-running managers, and CIBC World Markets Corp. and ThinkEquity Partners LLC, acting as co-managers.
Copies of the final prospectus relating to this offering may be obtained from either SG Cowen & Co., LLC, Prospectus Department, 1221 Avenue of the Americas, 6th Floor, New York, NY 10020 or Banc of America Securities LLC, 9 West 57th Street, New York, NY 10019.
This press release shall not constitute an offer to sell or a solicitation of an offer to buy, nor shall there be any sale of these securities in any state or jurisdiction in which such an offer, solicitation or sale would be unlawful prior to registration or qualification under the securities laws of any such state or jurisdiction.
About Momenta
Momenta Pharmaceuticals, Inc. is a biotechnology company specializing in the detailed structural analysis and design of complex sugars for the development of improved versions of existing drugs, the development of novel drugs and the discovery of new biological processes. Momenta is also utilizing its ability to sequence sugars to create technology-enabled generic products. Through detailed analysis of the molecular structure of complex sugars, our proprietary technology provides a more complete understanding of the roles that sugars play in cellular function, disease and drug action. Based on Momenta's understanding of complex sugars, the Company has developed a diversified pipeline of novel discovery and development candidates and near-term product opportunities. Momenta was founded in 2001 and is headquartered in Cambridge, MA.
SOURCE Momenta Pharmaceuticals, Inc.
CO: Momenta Pharmaceuticals, Inc.
ST: Massachusetts
SU: OFR
Web site: http://www.momentapharma.com
http://www.prnewswire.com
06/21/2004 20:21 EDT
Al and Mare’s Road Trip #2: The Deep South 2004
We started out on a Wednesday morning, the 2nd of June, leaving from Newark, NJ. Shortly thereafter, we hit heavy rains, which pelted us on and off the whole way. As we exited a highway in Pennsylvania, we encountered an overturned truck on our side of the road, facing us! The driver obviously could not handle the turn, crossed the center divider, and rolled over. If we had left even 15 minutes earlier, we might have been in his way! Thanks mom, your prayers paid off. We traveled about 10 hours to a place we’d been before, Cincinnati, OH. Actually we just went a few miles south in Fort Mitchell, KY. We went to visit Jason and Mike, a couple of Al’s online investment buddies. We arrived around 9 pm, and were greeted by the 17 year cicadas as we made our way to the hotel room. It was difficult to navigate through the carcasses on the ground while trying not to be assaulted by the ones flying through the air! A little while later we met up with the guys at Jason’s bar, were we had good conversation, great steaks, and tried some new drinks that were favorites of the locals. We had a great time, and wished we could have stayed a little longer. But the highway was calling…
The next morning, we began our journey to Graceland. We started out traveling south through Kentucky, passing through Louisville on the way. We entered Tennessee, heading south through the middle of the state. We got off the main highway and drove along some winding roads into the back woods country. We arrived at our halfway point of the trip (about 6 hours away), the Jack Daniel’s distillery, in Lynchburg, a small town of about 5000. Just as we pulled into the parking lot, the rain let up, and it was a good thing it did, since the tour we were about to take would be mostly outdoors. The tour began with a little history of the business, showing us some of the offices and memorabilia of the man behind the whiskey. The tour then took us through the process of how the whiskey is made, and the smells were overwhelming and wonderful. We got to see the vats of sour mash, the mellowing process, and the aging facility. Unfortunately, we could not get a taste, but we were able to buy some whiskey in souvenir bottles that you could only buy at the manufacturing plant. They are collector’s items!
As we departed Lynchburg, the rain began again. Must’ve been mom’s prayers again, keeping us dry long enough for our outdoor sightseeing break! We drove another 5 hours that evening, to the western edge of Tennessee along the music highway, where even the rest stops were named for legends such as Chet Atkins and Patsy Kline. We arrived in Memphis around 10 pm, hungry and exhausted. We found a Burger King and checked into the hotel. The next morning we began our tour of Graceland at 10 am. Unfortunately, we were not allowed to take pictures, but we got some good views in post card form. Graceland was amazing, even if you are not the world’s biggest Elvis fan. We learned about his music and movie career, his military service, his love for his parents and family, and his kindness towards those who were down and out. The mansion itself was grandiose and gaudy at times, but it was at the pinnacle of style for the 60s and 70s. There were horse stables, a racket ball court, and the meditation gardens, where The King is buried, along with his mom, dad, and grandma.
After Graceland, we hit the road again for the shortest leg of our journey, a 6 hour trip to New Orleans. We arrived in The Big Easy and settled into our hotel around 7:30 pm on Friday the 4th, and it was not long before we discovered the reason for the nickname. We were in NOLA for four days, since Maryann had to attend a conference there for work. Saturday Mare was at the conference all day, so Al chilled out at the hotel, sleeping in and getting a good workout at the gym. Saturday night was a different story. We decided to venture out to Bourbon St., eating some southern barbecued chicken, jambalaya, and yes, folks, some deep fried gator! It tastes like fish, with a slightly chewy texture. Not half bad, but I wouldn’t make it a dietary staple! We then moved on to a famous nightclub called the Cat’s Meow, where we had drinks on the balcony and watched the people go by below. All types of people; anything goes on Bourbon St.! You can even carry your beer or drink out with you, and there are small walk-up doorway bars were you can get a refill and go. We shopped for some souvenirs, earned some beads, and saw some jazz bands through the open doorways that line the street. We made our way to the next venue, the Famous Door, where we stopped to see a cover band that did everything from Janis Joplin to Journey. That’s where Mare got a taste of a hurricane, one of the famous local drinks. She needed some federal relief after that one!!!
Somehow, we managed to find our way back to the hotel before 1 am, and miraculously, Mare got up at 6:30 for the conference the next morning. It was a rough session, but she made it through. She had a break for a couple hours that afternoon, so we hopped on a streetcar (like the famous one named desire) and headed into the Garden District for lunch. Al had the spiciest bloody mary ever, and we headed into the 90 degree heat to take a walking tour of the mansions. Beautiful southern architecture! The gardens and foliage were awe inspiring as well. We took some photos by Anne Rice’s house, one of Mare’s favorite authors. We headed back in time for Mare’s evening session at the conference. Afterwards, we had dinner at the hotel and decided to check out the Harrah’s casino across the street. We lost a whopping 15 cents, playing the nickel slots with the change in our pockets. We’re not big gamblers, as you can tell, but the casino was a sight in itself.
Monday morning there was more conference time, but that afternoon was free, so we went on a tour of the swamps and bayous. We had a Cajun tour guide, born and raised in the bayou. He knew his way around, and had a pretty heavy accent…we only got about 80% of what he said! The bayou was magnificent, and we got up close and personal with blue herons, snakes, and yes, folks, even those alligators! We saw a 14 footer, and numerous smaller ones. Our tour guide even grabbed the big one by the tail and dragged it part way up on the boat (he hunts these guys for a living, so he knows what he’s doing)! What an awesome sight! Back at the dock, we saw some turtles, raccoons, and nutria (or swamp rat). We headed back to the city for dinner, tasting more of the local flavors of muffaletta and diaquari. We then headed out on a Ghosts and Spirits tour that evening. Our tour guide took us through the streets of the French Quarter giving us some history and telling us about all the ghosts that are believed to inhabit the city. We saw the houses used in the movie “Interview with the Vampire”, heard tales of murder and restless spirits, and learned how protective fathers kept the boys away from their daughters. We ended the tour at O’Flaherty’s Irish Pub, where we watched the Tampa Bay Lightning win the Stanley Cup while listening to a comedic folk singer.
Tuesday morning was the last day of the conference, and we headed out on the road before noon. We traveled over 800 miles that day, only making 3 rest stops and reaching our destination in about 12 hours. We arrived at Al’s sister’s (Robin’s) house in West Palm Beach, FL just before midnight. A beautiful neighborhood with the sounds of the tropics permeating the night air. The house was lovely, with high ceilings and modern décor. On the lanai was a dinner table and outdoor bar, and the pool was a pleasant 85 degrees. We relaxed by the pool and enjoyed a barbecue on Wednesday. Thursday was for the beach, where the water was reported to be 78 degrees, but it felt even warmer than the pool!!! The water was turquoise and the beach had beautiful soft sand. There was an abundance of seashells, and we viewed the casino ships from a distance. We had dinner at an outdoor beachside restaurant called “Coconuts”, tasting key lime martinis and pina coladas. That evening we again relaxed in the pool, reminiscing about old friends and childhood antics. We took fresh coconuts and grapefruits from the trees in their backyard as souvenirs. Yum!
Friday morning we continued our journey, this time heading north. We again had a long day, spending about 12 hours on the road. At a fuel stop in Georgia, we noticed a roadside stand selling tree ripened Georgia peaches. Mare could not resist! She bought a dozen as well as a small watermelon. Wow, were they good! As we were about 100 miles from the North Carolina/South Carolina border, we started seeing signs for “south of the border”. Eventually, these billboards appeared every 2 or 3 miles, with different funny sayings and bright colors. We wondered what this place could be. It turned out to be a huge rest area with several restaurants, gift shops, rides, and a motel. We stopped for an enchilada but continued on; the place was a bit seedy. We stopped for the night in Fayetteville (near Raleigh) North Carolina. We saw some spectacular heat lightning, which was later followed by severe thunderstorms. Lucky we stopped when we did! A little further north and we would have been in the tornado warning zone! I think those prayers were working again…
Saturday would bring us to the last leg of our journey. We once again headed north, with the destination of Newark, NJ on the agenda. However, we did plan to take one break to pay our respects at the new World War II memorial in Washington, DC, nearly 5 hours from our starting point. This past week encompassed the ceremonies around the passing of former president Ronald Reagan, so we were wary about going into DC the day after it was all over. Turns out it was not bad at all; traffic was OK except for one accident on the way, and once we got there we found street parking almost immediately. We were about a 15 minute walk from the WWII memorial, and when we got there, it was a sight to see. There were people everywhere, reading the inscriptions, taking in the pictographs, and wading in the fountain. The children were playing in abundance. The memorial was full of life, and I am sure those who gave theirs would have been proud to see their childrens’ and grandchildrens’ generations enjoying the freedom they fought so hard to preserve.
A little under three hours and we would be in Newark, but we had been delayed in some traffic crossing Chesapeake Bay, so we made it in close to four. On the way we marveled at the song of the 17 year cicadas. We had experienced these on the first day of our trip, as we arrived in Kentucky, and to close the circle, we heard them on our last day. As we drove along the highway, wind roaring past the windows and radio playing oldies, we still were able to hear a faint, rhythmic chirping sound. We turned down the radio, and sure enough, it was the cicadas. We saw some evidence of them on the side of the road. What a natural wonder!
We arrived back in Newark, NJ around 8 pm on Saturday the 12th. We had a great trip, lots of fun and new experiences. We have now visited a total of 33 of these United States, and we hope road trip #3 will bring us across the northern plains. See ya next time!
Meteorite Smashes Through Home
WELLINGTON, New Zealand (June 13) - A grapefruit-sized meteorite smashed through the roof of a New Zealand house, hitting a couch and bouncing off the ceiling before coming to rest under a computer.
The 2.9 pound chunk of space debris dropped out of the sky and plummeted through the tiled roof of the Auckland home on Saturday.
"I was in the kitchen doing breakfast and there was this almighty explosion," owner Brenda Archer told the Sunday Star-Times newspaper.
"It was like a bomb had gone off. I couldn't see anything, there was just dust."
Archer's one-year-old grandson had been playing nearby minutes before it hit.
It is only the ninth meteorite found in New Zealand and the first to hit a home.
The Archers, who are following expert advice by drying the rock out in their oven, plan to sell it or give it to a museum.
Experts believe the meteorite, a chunk of an asteroid, could be worth more than $6,300, the newspaper said.
06-13-04 09:14 EDT
OT: Al and Mare’s Road Trip #2: The Deep South 2004
We started out on a Wednesday morning, the 2nd of June, leaving from Newark, NJ. Shortly thereafter, we hit heavy rains, which pelted us on and off the whole way. As we exited a highway in Pennsylvania, we encountered an overturned truck on our side of the road, facing us! The driver obviously could not handle the turn, crossed the center divider, and rolled over. If we had left even 15 minutes earlier, we might have been in his way! Thanks mom, your prayers paid off. We traveled about 10 hours to a place we’d been before, Cincinnati, OH. Actually we just went a few miles south in Fort Mitchell, KY. We went to visit Jason and Mike, a couple of Al’s online investment buddies. We arrived around 9 pm, and were greeted by the 17 year cicadas as we made our way to the hotel room. It was difficult to navigate through the carcasses on the ground while trying not to be assaulted by the ones flying through the air! A little while later we met up with the guys at Jason’s bar, were we had good conversation, great steaks, and tried some new drinks that were favorites of the locals. We had a great time, and wished we could have stayed a little longer. But the highway was calling…
The next morning, we began our journey to Graceland. We started out traveling south through Kentucky, passing through Louisville on the way. We entered Tennessee, heading south through the middle of the state. We got off the main highway and drove along some winding roads into the back woods country. We arrived at our halfway point of the trip (about 6 hours away), the Jack Daniel’s distillery, in Lynchburg, a small town of about 5000. Just as we pulled into the parking lot, the rain let up, and it was a good thing it did, since the tour we were about to take would be mostly outdoors. The tour began with a little history of the business, showing us some of the offices and memorabilia of the man behind the whiskey. The tour then took us through the process of how the whiskey is made, and the smells were overwhelming and wonderful. We got to see the vats of sour mash, the mellowing process, and the aging facility. Unfortunately, we could not get a taste, but we were able to buy some whiskey in souvenir bottles that you could only buy at the manufacturing plant. They are collector’s items!
As we departed Lynchburg, the rain began again. Must’ve been mom’s prayers again, keeping us dry long enough for our outdoor sightseeing break! We drove another 5 hours that evening, to the western edge of Tennessee along the music highway, where even the rest stops were named for legends such as Chet Atkins and Patsy Kline. We arrived in Memphis around 10 pm, hungry and exhausted. We found a Burger King and checked into the hotel. The next morning we began our tour of Graceland at 10 am. Unfortunately, we were not allowed to take pictures, but we got some good views in post card form. Graceland was amazing, even if you are not the world’s biggest Elvis fan. We learned about his music and movie career, his military service, his love for his parents and family, and his kindness towards those who were down and out. The mansion itself was grandiose and gaudy at times, but it was at the pinnacle of style for the 60s and 70s. There were horse stables, a racket ball court, and the meditation gardens, where The King is buried, along with his mom, dad, and grandma.
After Graceland, we hit the road again for the shortest leg of our journey, a 6 hour trip to New Orleans. We arrived in The Big Easy and settled into our hotel around 7:30 pm on Friday the 4th, and it was not long before we discovered the reason for the nickname. We were in NOLA for four days, since Maryann had to attend a conference there for work. Saturday Mare was at the conference all day, so Al chilled out at the hotel, sleeping in and getting a good workout at the gym. Saturday night was a different story. We decided to venture out to Bourbon St., eating some southern barbecued chicken, jambalaya, and yes, folks, some deep fried gator! It tastes like fish, with a slightly chewy texture. Not half bad, but I wouldn’t make it a dietary staple! We then moved on to a famous nightclub called the Cat’s Meow, where we had drinks on the balcony and watched the people go by below. All types of people; anything goes on Bourbon St.! You can even carry your beer or drink out with you, and there are small walk-up doorway bars were you can get a refill and go. We shopped for some souvenirs, earned some beads, and saw some jazz bands through the open doorways that line the street. We made our way to the next venue, the Famous Door, where we stopped to see a cover band that did everything from Janis Joplin to Journey. That’s where Mare got a taste of a hurricane, one of the famous local drinks. She needed some federal relief after that one!!!
Somehow, we managed to find our way back to the hotel before 1 am, and miraculously, Mare got up at 6:30 for the conference the next morning. It was a rough session, but she made it through. She had a break for a couple hours that afternoon, so we hopped on a streetcar (like the famous one named desire) and headed into the Garden District for lunch. Al had the spiciest bloody mary ever, and we headed into the 90 degree heat to take a walking tour of the mansions. Beautiful southern architecture! The gardens and foliage were awe inspiring as well. We took some photos by Anne Rice’s house, one of Mare’s favorite authors. We headed back in time for Mare’s evening session at the conference. Afterwards, we had dinner at the hotel and decided to check out the Harrah’s casino across the street. We lost a whopping 15 cents, playing the nickel slots with the change in our pockets. We’re not big gamblers, as you can tell, but the casino was a sight in itself.
Monday morning there was more conference time, but that afternoon was free, so we went on a tour of the swamps and bayous. We had a Cajun tour guide, born and raised in the bayou. He knew his way around, and had a pretty heavy accent…we only got about 80% of what he said! The bayou was magnificent, and we got up close and personal with blue herons, snakes, and yes, folks, even those alligators! We saw a 14 footer, and numerous smaller ones. Our tour guide even grabbed the big one by the tail and dragged it part way up on the boat (he hunts these guys for a living, so he knows what he’s doing)! What an awesome sight! Back at the dock, we saw some turtles, raccoons, and nutria (or swamp rat). We headed back to the city for dinner, tasting more of the local flavors of muffaletta and diaquari. We then headed out on a Ghosts and Spirits tour that evening. Our tour guide took us through the streets of the French Quarter giving us some history and telling us about all the ghosts that are believed to inhabit the city. We saw the houses used in the movie “Interview with the Vampire”, heard tales of murder and restless spirits, and learned how protective fathers kept the boys away from their daughters. We ended the tour at O’Flaherty’s Irish Pub, where we watched the Tampa Bay Lightning win the Stanley Cup while listening to a comedic folk singer.
Tuesday morning was the last day of the conference, and we headed out on the road before noon. We traveled over 800 miles that day, only making 3 rest stops and reaching our destination in about 12 hours. We arrived at Al’s sister’s (Robin’s) house in West Palm Beach, FL just before midnight. A beautiful neighborhood with the sounds of the tropics permeating the night air. The house was lovely, with high ceilings and modern décor. On the lanai was a dinner table and outdoor bar, and the pool was a pleasant 85 degrees. We relaxed by the pool and enjoyed a barbecue on Wednesday. Thursday was for the beach, where the water was reported to be 78 degrees, but it felt even warmer than the pool!!! The water was turquoise and the beach had beautiful soft sand. There was an abundance of seashells, and we viewed the casino ships from a distance. We had dinner at an outdoor beachside restaurant called “Coconuts”, tasting key lime martinis and pina coladas. That evening we again relaxed in the pool, reminiscing about old friends and childhood antics. We took fresh coconuts and grapefruits from the trees in their backyard as souvenirs. Yum!
Friday morning we continued our journey, this time heading north. We again had a long day, spending about 12 hours on the road. At a fuel stop in Georgia, we noticed a roadside stand selling tree ripened Georgia peaches. Mare could not resist! She bought a dozen as well as a small watermelon. Wow, were they good! As we were about 100 miles from the North Carolina/South Carolina border, we started seeing signs for “south of the border”. Eventually, these billboards appeared every 2 or 3 miles, with different funny sayings and bright colors. We wondered what this place could be. It turned out to be a huge rest area with several restaurants, gift shops, rides, and a motel. We stopped for an enchilada but continued on; the place was a bit seedy. We stopped for the night in Fayetteville (near Raleigh) North Carolina. We saw some spectacular heat lightning, which was later followed by severe thunderstorms. Lucky we stopped when we did! A little further north and we would have been in the tornado warning zone! I think those prayers were working again…
Saturday would bring us to the last leg of our journey. We once again headed north, with the destination of Newark, NJ on the agenda. However, we did plan to take one break to pay our respects at the new World War II memorial in Washington, DC, nearly 5 hours from our starting point. This past week encompassed the ceremonies around the passing of former president Ronald Reagan, so we were wary about going into DC the day after it was all over. Turns out it was not bad at all; traffic was OK except for one accident on the way, and once we got there we found street parking almost immediately. We were about a 15 minute walk from the WWII memorial, and when we got there, it was a sight to see. There were people everywhere, reading the inscriptions, taking in the pictographs, and wading in the fountain. The children were playing in abundance. The memorial was full of life, and I am sure those who gave theirs would have been proud to see their childrens’ and grandchildrens’ generations enjoying the freedom they fought so hard to preserve.
A little under three hours and we would be in Newark, but we had been delayed in some traffic crossing Chesapeake Bay, so we made it in close to four. On the way we marveled at the song of the 17 year cicadas. We had experienced these on the first day of our trip, as we arrived in Kentucky, and to close the circle, we heard them on our last day. As we drove along the highway, wind roaring past the windows and radio playing oldies, we still were able to hear a faint, rhythmic chirping sound. We turned down the radio, and sure enough, it was the cicadas. We saw some evidence of them on the side of the road. What a natural wonder!
We arrived back in Newark, NJ around 8 pm on Saturday the 12th. We had a great trip, lots of fun and new experiences. We have now visited a total of 33 of these United States, and we hope road trip #3 will bring us across the northern plains. See ya next time!
From CNN's Anderson Cooper 360
I watch Lou Dobbs all the time but not much AC 360, he had a show about RR so I decided to watch. I caught this quote and thought it was funny and should share it.
D'SOUZA: Well, to me the most striking thing was that even though Reagan was accused of being not just an actor but an idiot, a dunce, he made almost no effort to prove the critics wrong. I mean, think of poor Dan Quayle, who tried for so long to prove that he wasn't what the critics said he was. Reagan, by contrast, just ignored. He laughed it off. I remember he went to Eureka College, his alma mater, in the mid-80s, when he was president, and a reporter said to him, the reporter said, "Mr. President, isn't it true that you graduated from Eureka College, not exactly Princeton, with a C average?" And Reagan's response was, he said, "Well, even now, I wonder what I might have accomplished if I had studied harder." And of course, the guy is president of the United States.
http://www.cnn.com/TRANSCRIPTS/0406/06/acd.00.html
Young timers too OLE!
lol
OT: House for sale
Owner: Ann Rice writer of horror novels
price: 2 mill
I heard a thunder storm approaching. I setup my video recorder out my room window towards the OLE Mighty Mississippi. My camera caught a lightning strike in the water next to a river boat, I wonder if anyone on the riverboat got a better shot lol. There has been a storm every day since we arrived. Its been very hot here, I guess that's why we have storms in the afternoon, there's no place for all that moisture to go but down.
Waiting for NV to release the news about the tech is like digging in a room full of horse manure, but I know there got to be a pony in there somewhere.
That was a quote from former President Ronald Reagan. Well maybe it was not about NV but something else lol.
May God rest his soul.
Hello from the free wireless network of the Hilton New Orleans Riverside!
Well, Off to NJ then to New Orleans then to West Palm Beach FLA then back to NJ and up back to Boston.
Any one got any good recommendations?
Al
"2) To delay funding and tech commercialization for 3 years in a highly competitive market, in order to give the shareholders a "good deal" seems to give the competition an unnecessary significant advantage."
We are the only one that has this tech, we have no competition.
"4) Blatant share price manipulation and deliberate dilution to lower share price is quite illegal."
Thay have not, all they had to do is not accept funding like they have been doing all along..
Iv been holding NV shares since 2000. Each time I buy more shares I am a new share holder ;)
I can see it now, the stock takes off, people cry they could not get in and management says, "Well gave you a chance to get in at a low price".....
What if these guys cared so much about the share holders to get a good deal they hold off on funding, dilute the shares for shareholders to get in at a low price, when all is ready get the finding and market the tech.
Just a thought,
Al
Since there are so many complaints I wonder if they are giving us a chance to make some money by dropping the price so low.
Its all in good fun, im sure there is a man version floating around the net some where lol As for the woman she is a mutual friend of my wife and I.
Then God created Man...
A woman friend sent me this, I had to share
How many men does it take to open a beer? None. It should be opened by the time she brings it.
Why is a Laundromat a really bad place to pick up a woman? Because a woman who can't even afford a washing machine will probably never be able to support you.
Why do women have smaller feet than men? It's one of those "evolutionary things" that allows them to stand closer to the kitchen sink.
How do you know when a woman is about to say something smart? When she starts her sentence with "A man once told me..."
How do you fix a woman's watch? You don't. There is a clock on the oven.
Why do men break wind more than women? Because women can't shut up long enough to build up the required pressure.
If your dog is barking at the back door and your wife is yelling at the front door, who do you let in first? The dog, of course. He'll shut up once you let him in.
What's worse than a Male Chauvinist Pig? A woman who won't do what she's told.
I married Miss Right. I just didn't know her first name was Always.
Scientists have discovered a food that diminishes a woman's sex drive by 90%. It's called a Wedding Cake.
Why do men die before their wives? They want to.
Women will never be equal to men until they can walk down the street with a bald head and a beer gut, and still think they are sexy.
In the beginning, God created the earth and rested. Then God created Man and rested. Then God created Woman. Since then, neither God nor Man has rested.
Send this to a few good men who need a laugh and to the select few women who can handle the truth..
I feel like the Cannibal with the bone in his nose waiting for death lol
Going after Moby Dick
OT: Email response from a movie star!
Subj: Re: Better off dead
Date: 5/25/2004 12:58:59 PM Eastern Standard Time
From: cujoar@pacbell.net
To: ATimins@aol.com
Sent from the Internet (Details)
No, they don't do they? Well, thanks for your note. I appreciate it.
Regards,
Curtis Armstrong
----- Original Message -----
From: ATimins@aol.com
To: cujoar@pacbell.net
Sent: Tuesday, May 18, 2004 1:59 PM
Subject: Better off dead
Just watching Better off dead and just saying hello lol
They sure don't make movies like this anymore :(
Lota of fun!
Al
I wonder who gets more leg, this guy or Clint Howard?
Ahhh, the power of the Internet lol
The scientist and the mechanic
MIT smitten with pair of Newark sweethearts
Wednesday, February 13, 2002
CAMBRIDGE, Mass. -- They are a familiar sight here on the campus of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, this young couple from Newark's Ironbound.
You can't miss Al , all 6-6 and 310 pounds of him. Everyone likes to see him at dorm parties, because when he's around, no one acts up.
"He's everybody's favorite bouncer. He's gentle, but he doesn't look it," says Maryann . His girlfriend. Well, more than girlfriend.
Maryann, with her long, shag-cut hair and her penchant for low-cut tops and leather coats -- when the weather turns warmer, she'll go back to the bare-midriff look -- stands out, too, amongst the cerebral denizens of this corner of Cambridge.
She doesn't look like a research scientist, but that's precisely what she is. An expert on a soil-based fungus that causes liver cancer among peoples in the Third World, especially China, Mexico and sub-Saharan Africa.
Her work on the carcinogen already has aided in the efforts to eradicate the fungus and could provide insights into how certain proteins trigger cancer.
She is, typically, modest. "I know a lot about a small piece of the picture," says Maryann.
Next week, Maryann , who grew up on Napoleon Street in Newark and still calls Down Neck home, will receive her doctoral degree in bioengineering from MIT, completing 10 years of study that began when she entered the institute just weeks after her graduation from Newark's Science High as a Star-Ledger Scholar.
"I never thought I'd get this far," says Maryann. "I was lost when I got here."
Al will be with her next week, as he has been for most of the time she spent at MIT. Then, after they finish their jobs as resident counselors for undergraduates at the East Campus dorm, they'll be off on a tour of research institutes and pharmaceutical companies that have been recruiting Maryann.
"I'm not sure exactly where I'll end up, but I think I'd like to stay in New Jersey," says Maryann, whose grandmothers were both cleaning women from Poland who eventually found jobs as janitors at East Side High School in Newark.
Al, 31, and Maryann, 28, figure they'll get married at the end of the year, make a little money, buy a house and raise a family.
"And I want to make sure Al gets the chance to go to school," says Maryann. AL dropped out of East Side nearly 15 years ago, although he did eventually earn an equivalency diploma.
They met when he was 17 and she was 14. He and a group of friends were watching a girls softball game at a field Down Neck. Maryann was up at bat and got beaned. When she came to, she found herself looking up into the very worried -- but oh so interesting -- eyes of a guy she would later learn was Al.
"For some reason, he was really concerned," she says. "I liked that."
But Maryann was headed for a place like MIT, and Al was looking for a job as a mechanic. When she left Newark, they didn't know whether they'd see each other again.
"I didn't find anybody at all like Al here," says Maryann.
"There was nobody like her in Newark," says Al.
So, after two years, Al left Newark and joined Maryann in Cambridge. He got a job as a mechanic, first with Greyhound Lines, then with CSX, the freight train line. He became part of the MIT scene, even attending her classes.
"He could answer questions a lot of my classmates couldn't," says Maryann. "Al's very smart -- he just never had the opportunities a lot of kids around here did."
When Maryann became a graduate student, Al discovered a new opportunity at MIT. As a dorm counselor, he's been available to perform all manner of services, and not just those of a bouncer at parties.
"Whenever anything's broken, the students bring it to Al," says Maryann. "He can fix anything."
Including, apparently, bad attitudes. Al says he's got a special touch with MIT undergraduates who come to him complaining about the pressure.
"You know, you get kids here talking about how terrible their lives are and the pressure they're under and they wonder why they're sticking it out," he says.
"I tell them what it's like to get up early on a cold morning and get under a dirty, greasy train that's got to be pulled apart. I tell them what an incredible opportunity they have just being here.
"Gives them a different perspective on life."
After she earns her degree, she and Al will go back to Newark, at least for a while. Al wants to stay in the city; Maryann thinks about a suburban house with lots of room for the kids to play.
Well, they'll talk about it. But they both do want kids.
"They'll understand the value of education," says Maryann.
"And hard work," says Al.
Yup, we put that one under a microscope lol
If you find something new we will gladly check it out :)
Thanks,
Al
It will be the bad guys getting it, believe me we need all the good guys we can get.
Thanks Brady,
TAA
Hey thats today, what did we miss? do you have a link to that filling?
Would you have any new news to contribute from what we already know?
Thanks
TAA
OT: Kill them all ;)
Ray can still live
I love short and to the point posts.
I miss my GreenEyedMystic ;( EOM
NVEI SHAREHOLDER LIST
Groovemaster 84,733
Mikeygold 106,000
Mahinui 79,000
iOwnsomeNVEI $70,000 worth
something must be in the works :)
What a fine night to find out my roof is leaking! :(
So what was the big buy at the end?
Good things are coming?
I can't check the Level II
something maybe up ;)
I think they would renew the pill in Aug before such would happen.
Bible Editors Sweat the Small Stuff
A Big Difference Between 'Thou Shalt,' And 'Thou Shalt Not'
By LOUISE CHU, AP
PEACHTREE CITY, Ga. (May 19) - Thank the Lord - and the proofreaders at Peachtree Editorial and Proofreading - that the Bible refers to "our ancestors" instead of "sour ancestors," and calls for an end to "factions" - not "fractions." The proofreading service caught those typos and others before the latest edition of the Holy Book went to press.
"As many words as there are in the Bible, you can imagine all the kinds of things that could go wrong."
-David R. Shepherd
At Peachtree, attention to detail is more than a job description. It's a calling.
"Bible readers are less forgiving of errors because they expect perfection in the Bible text," said June Gunden, who founded the business along with her husband, Doug.
Peachtree Editorial and Proofreading Service is believed to be the only one of its kind in the nation - and one of only a few in the world - to specialize in proofreading Bibles.
"As many words as there are in the Bible, you can imagine all the kinds of things that could go wrong," said David R. Shepherd, publisher of the Holman Christian Standard Bible. "It would be devastating to have a typo in the wrong place or a word left out."
A list hangs in the Gundens' office as a reminder of just how much rides on their work. The list, a collection of notorious typos found in the Bible, features one prominent error from a 1631 King James edition: "Thou shalt commit adultery."
"Obviously, you try to make sure anything that says, `You shall not,' you make sure you have the `not,"' Doug Gunden said.
While such long-ago errors are good for a chuckle, the Gundens, who have been in the proofreading business for more than 25 years, realize that proofreading a Bible is serious stuff.
With an ordinary book, "you can put up with more because it's not something you're basing your whole life on," June Gunden said. "It's information, but it's not really life-changing information. It's not something you believe to be infallible.
The best-selling book of all time has reached even greater heights in recent years, with Bible sales accounting for almost $140 million last year, an 8 percent increase over 2002, according to the Evangelical Christian Publishers Association, which tracks sales at Christian stores.
Publishers have been producing new, annotated editions with study notes and graphics - all of which require the Gundens' services.
"In the last three months, we've had more calls for new Bibles that people want us to get on our schedule than I can remember," June Gunden said.
Wall-to-wall bookshelves at the Peachtree office display the hundreds of Bibles that have passed under the eyes of the 17-person staff.
The staff recently finished one of its largest projects, the Holman Christian Standard Bible, the latest of only a dozen English translations produced since the 15th century. The 20-year, $10 million project employed about 100 biblical scholars, linguists and editors to translate the Bible from the original Greek, Hebrew and Aramaic into modern English.
For the last two years, the project was in the hands of the Peachtree staff, which combed each page repeatedly, looking for such things as typos and punctuation errors.
Peachtree's employees incorporate their faith into their work, starting each project with a prayer.
"If you work on these projects and you don't have an appreciation for this gift that God has given us - his word - it's a little more difficult for you to recognize the magnitude of the project," Doug Gunden said.
Some Notorious Typos Found in the Bible
Some notorious typos found in the Bible throughout history:
Blessed are the place-makers (instead of "peacemakers"), Matthew 5:9.
Thou shalt commit adultery, Exodus 20:14.
Know ye not that the unrighteous shall (omitted "not") inherit the kingdom of God, 1 Corinthians 6:9.
Printers (instead of "Princes") have persecuted me without a cause, Psalm 119:161.
Go and sin on (instead of "no") more, John 8:11.
The fool hath said in his heart there is a (instead of "no") God, Psalm 14:1.
Let the children first be killed (instead of "filled"), Mark 7:27.
These are murderers (instead of "murmurers"), complainers, Jude 16.
The murderer shall surely be put together (instead of "to death"), Numbers 25:18.
He hath ears to ear (instead of "hear"), let him hear, Matthew 11:15.
I will ... that women adorn themselves in modern (instead of "modest") apparel, 1 Timothy 2:9.
Source: Unknown, but list is commonly circulated among Bible collectors.
05/19/04 16:15 EDT
I guess there was news going on during quiet period. I found this on my Schwab account. Any idea what it is?
Holder Registers 25,000 of NEW VISUAL CORP>NVEI
Dow Jones Equity News, Thursday, May 13, 2004 at 23:02
SOURCE: Form 144
ISSUER: NEW VISUAL CORP SYMBOL: NVEI
FILER: MCADAMS LARRY TITLE: Unknown BROKER: SECURITIES AMERICA INC RESTRICTED SHARES TO SELL: 25,000 DATE REGISTERED: 05/12/04 APPROXIMATE DATE OF SALE: 05/07/04
The Form 144 is filed with the Securities and Exchange Commission to reflect the intention of any holder of restricted stock to sell those shares. After the 144 is mailed to the S.E.C., the filer is permitted to sell the shares, or any fraction of them, within 90 days.
Form 144 Data Source: Washington Service (info@washserv.com or 301-913-5100)
(END) Dow Jones Newswires
05-13-04 2302ET
SOURCE Dow Jones Equity News
05/13/2004
Holder Registers 25,022 of NEW VISUAL CORP>NVEI
Dow Jones Equity News, Friday, April 30, 2004 at 23:15
SOURCE: Form 144
ISSUER: NEW VISUAL CORP SYMBOL: NVEI
FILER: PACYNA WILLIAM TITLE: Shareholder BROKER: WACHOVIA SECURITIES RESTRICTED SHARES TO SELL: 25,022 DATE REGISTERED: 04/29/04 APPROXIMATE DATE OF SALE: N/A
The Form 144 is filed with the Securities and Exchange Commission to reflect the intention of any holder of restricted stock to sell those shares. After the 144 is mailed to the S.E.C., the filer is permitted to sell the shares, or any fraction of them, within 90 days.
Form 144 Data Source: Washington Service (info@washserv.com or 301-913-5100)
(END) Dow Jones Newswires
04-30-04 2315ET
SOURCE Dow Jones Equity News
04/30/2004
Holder Registers 450,000 of NEW VISUAL CORP>NVEI
Dow Jones Equity News, Thursday, March 18, 2004 at 22:45
SOURCE: Form 144
ISSUER: NEW VISUAL CORP SYMBOL: NVEI
FILER: LOMBARDI DANIEL A TITLE: No Relation BROKER: E-TRADE SECURITIES LLC RESTRICTED SHARES TO SELL: 450,000 DATE REGISTERED: 03/17/04 APPROXIMATE DATE OF SALE: 03/11/04
The Form 144 is filed with the Securities and Exchange Commission to reflect the intention of any holder of restricted stock to sell those shares. After the 144 is mailed to the S.E.C., the filer is permitted to sell the shares, or any fraction of them, within 90 days.
Form 144 Data Source: Washington Service (info@washserv.com or 202-778-1380)
(END) Dow Jones Newswires
03-18-04 2245ET
SOURCE Dow Jones Equity News
03/18/2004
Holder Registers 300,386 of NEW VISUAL CORP>NVEI
Dow Jones Equity News, Thursday, February 26, 2004 at 23:07
SOURCE: Form 144
ISSUER: NEW VISUAL CORP SYMBOL: NVEI
FILER: HORN CRAIG TITLE: No Relation BROKER: PIPER JAFFRAY INC RESTRICTED SHARES TO SELL: 300,386 DATE REGISTERED: 02/24/04 APPROXIMATE DATE OF SALE: 02/23/04
The Form 144 is filed with the Securities and Exchange Commission to reflect the intention of any holder of restricted stock to sell those shares. After the 144 is mailed to the S.E.C., the filer is permitted to sell the shares, or any fraction of them, within 90 days.
Form 144 Data Source: Washington Service (info@washserv.com or 202-778-1380)
(END) Dow Jones Newswires
02-26-04 2307ET
SOURCE Dow Jones Equity News
02/26/2004
Holder Registers 234,375 of NEW VISUAL CORP>NVEI
Dow Jones Equity News, Friday, February 20, 2004 at 23:24
SOURCE: Form 144
ISSUER: NEW VISUAL CORP SYMBOL: NVEI
FILER: REDMON JAMES J TITLE: No Relation BROKER: FORDHAM FINANCIAL MGMT RESTRICTED SHARES TO SELL: 234,375 DATE REGISTERED: 02/17/04 APPROXIMATE DATE OF SALE: N/A
The Form 144 is filed with the Securities and Exchange Commission to reflect the intention of any holder of restricted stock to sell those shares. After the 144 is mailed to the S.E.C., the filer is permitted to sell the shares, or any fraction of them, within 90 days.
Form 144 Data Source: Washington Service (info@washserv.com or 202-778-1380)
(END) Dow Jones Newswires
02-20-04 2324ET
SOURCE Dow Jones Equity News
02/20/2004
Yankees Cut Cracker Jack From Lineup
By COREY KILGANNON, The New York Times
So much for that well-known line in the old song "Take Me Out to the Ballgame."
The Yankees have quietly retired a longtime stadium starter, Cracker Jack. Now, young fans will have to ask, "Buy me some peanuts and Crunch 'n Munch," which is the popcorn snack the Yankees have chosen to replace Cracker Jack. "It's sacrilege," John L. Donahue, a Yankees fan and stockbroker from Huntington, N.Y. , said yesterday. "How do I explain this to my little boy when I take him to his first Yankee game? If the Cracker Jack name means nothing to the Yankees, will they do the same to Ruth and Gehrig?"
"If the Cracker Jack name means nothing to the Yankees, will they do the same to Ruth and Gehrig?"
-Yankees fan John L. Donahue
Cracker Jack was developed in the late 1800's and has been part of the baseball experience for about a century. Not to mention that Crunch 'n Munch has no prize in the box.
But the Yankees' chief operating officer, Lonn Trost, said yesterday that fans have not been complaining. While acknowledging that the 1908 song immortalized Cracker Jack as a baseball institution, Mr. Trost added, "I would assume that Cracker Jack didn't have any competition back then."
"Cracker Jack is just a brand name," he added. "We're selling a caramel crunch that is the same thing as Cracker Jack. It's the same difference as Frigidaire versus refrigerator, or aspirin and Bayer, or Jell-O and gelatin."
David Bernstein, director of hospitality at Yankee Stadium, said it all started when he heard that Cracker Jack would be available only in bags, not boxes.
"Bags break open and don't sell as well," said Mr. Bernstein, who then taste-tested the two brands together, along with officials from Centerplate, the company that handles catering and concessions at Yankee Stadium.
"We tasted them both, and believe it or not, Crunch 'n Munch won," he said.
Charles Nicolas, a spokesman for Frito-Lay, which owns Cracker Jack, said he was sorry to hear of the Yankees' decision. But like hopeful fans everywhere, he added, "There's always next year."
Chris Kircher, a spokesman for ConAgra Foods, the Omaha company that makes Crunch 'n Munch, said, "We'd have no heartburn if Yankee fans started standing up in the seventh inning and singing, 'Buy me some peanuts and Crunch 'n Munch.' ''
At Shea Stadium, the Mets are sticking with Cracker Jack, said Dave Howard, executive vice president for business operations.
And Mr. Bernstein did not rule out switching back. "We may wind up going back to Cracker Jack because - well, you know, the song," he said, "but we'd have to go through our supply of Crunch 'n Munch first."
05-19-04 09:40 EDT
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"3-4 weeks was mentioned on this board 3-4 weeks ago. I dont believe a word of it."
There was an amendment in that time. I would give them another 3 to 4 weeks.
AM
Brad returned my phone call, I asked if there was going to be any news before the shareholders' meeting and he said the SEC is prohibiting him from answering that question during the quiet period. The quite period may be for another 3 to 4 weeks maybe longer maybe shorter.
So just sit back and relax
Al
Cnn interview: Porn Industry Guards Against STDs
I guess woman really don't out last men when it comes to sex......
LISOVICZ: Can you tell us about the kind of longevity other actors might have in this business? The complaint you always hear in Hollywood, especially for women, is that it's a very short shelf life. What kind of future do these people have?
MITCHELL: Well, this is a very short-lived career. It's almost like an athlete. Careers range from six months to three years on average. Men typically stay in the business for five to 10 years. Men can work a little bit longer. But you've got to remember this is predicated on youth and beauty. And so people run in and out of this business very, very quickly, and we have several programs. We have a very effective program for life after porn. It's a long-term program. It takes about two years to complete and it's combined with the scholarship program for the actors and actresses that are choosing to get out of the porn business.
http://www.cnn.com/TRANSCRIPTS/0405/15/cnnitm.00.html