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    o  A neck massage
    o  Playing pinball really well.
    o  Playing pinball really well in a crowded establishment where many
       people around you can hear the loud noise that the machine makes
       every time it awards you a free game.
    o  Playing pinball really well such that you go into a trance as you
       "become one with the machine", in a Zen sort of way.
    o  Eating chicken fajitas after a good hard workout at the health club.
    
    -- Mike

    o a really good massage/back rub/back scratch
    o eating really good quality chocolates.
    
    BJ

    1.  A great back/neck rub
    
    2.  A decadent meal (dinner at Matam Fez is a two hour food orgy)
    
    3.  Three hours of laughter with good freinds
    
    4.  Sitting absolutely still for hours in the woods in the fall, and or
    walking through them also.  Hi Dana ;-)
    
    Meg

    everything in .1 is great.
    
    Dancing to really hopping rock&roll
    Writing something really great
    Playing the piano without missing a note
    Watching the sun set over the ocean
    Making someone you love smile
    
    -Jody
    

    One story about child-raising that leaps to mind...
    
    Latency-period child to parent, after a premature explanation of
    intercourse in too much boring detail:
    
    "Do you get to eat **chocolate** while you're doing it?"
    
    Yeah, I *did* say "boring detail."  No accident.  :-)
    
    And come ON, Bonnie's GrandKid!!  We're all pulling for ya!!
    
    (and eating chocolate while we're waiting, no doubt... great
    consolation, that...)

    making the audience forget that they are an audience.
    
    E Grace

    A good hard back scratch given by someone with nice sharp fingernails,
    especially if a spot is itching that you can't reach.

    Falling into a pool or lake when hot and sweaty.

    That first long pull on a cold beer.

    Mike

Almost as good as sex? Hmmm...

Standing on 5.9 wondering how long you can stay, looking up at the 5.10c saying
"No way!" Stepping-*there*-putting-your-hand-*there*-stepping-up-to-just-
*there*-getting-both-hands-up-*there*-and-YEAH! When it all just flows...

Standing on the cornice, looking down at a 45� chute with a dog leg, feeling the
old familar tension in your gut, saying to yourself "No way!" and just pushing
off - committed - rushing down, turn, turn, turn, turn, TURN, and out!

	-- Charles

    A kata perfectly performed, after many tries. 
    The unseen approach of an animal, heard in the autumn leaves.
    A red sunrise on ice-coated trees.

    A good morning of golf.
    

An evening at home with the right, ahem, atmosphere and the right music,
ranging from the Grateful Dead to Bob Wills, AC/DC to Asleep at the Wheel,
and/or Commander Cody to Albert King.

A night out with friends hearing some good jamming, dancing music.

A new supply of Grateful Dead show tapes.

A phone call from a special friend.

A glass of a real good Cabernet.


Knowing I have a quiet evening to myself and a real good book which I don't 
have a chance of finishing that night.



Jim

    
    i'm having trouble thinking of anything
    

    Definitely laughter . . . and hugs.
    
    Stroking a purring cat.
    
    Just cuddling in front of a warm fire on a cold night.
    
    And my nephews (14 mo. and 2.5 years)
    ... playing with them, watching them, listening to them.
    Kids are just tooooooo cute.
    
    Mary
                        

    Sleeping out in a rainstorm under minimal shelter, so that you feel
    like you are IN it.
    
    Briana

    Playing with my 5 month old son and listening to him laugh
    hysterically.
    
    A good back rub.
    
    My honey cuddling me when I'm cold.
    
    And definately, Cheesecake!
    
    Lori B.

    Triple layer chocolate cheesecake.
    
    -- Mike

    great cuddling....
    
    warm kitties....
    
    laughing like mad....
    
    when a plan comes together....
    
    sharing good times with good friends....
    
    watching my brother and his wife really enjoy their new granddaughter,
    the one they thought my niece should have aborted just a few months
    back....having my niece say "thank you" for getting her parents off her
    case....having my brother and his wife say "thank you"....
    
    looking forward to the next four years of challenge....
    

A real good bowl of chili with lots o' onions on top.



Jim

    A chili cheese omlette at Lundrums Diner in Reno, NV
    
    Jim, you also reminded me of Dead tapes
    
    Amerreto cheesecake

    Hugs that don't lead to sex.
    
    Back rubs and even more for me, having my back scratched.
    
    Cuddling.
    
    A good book or movie.
    
    Knock 'em dead thunderstorms.
    
    Fishing.
    
    Dancing(fast or slow, but especially slow. but especially not "dirty
    dancing.")
    
    I'll think of more.
    
    Now we need a list of things better then sex. 
    
    Tops on my list is something caused by sex. My children and the love
    we have for each other.
    
    Phil

    
    a lengthy foot massage
    sinking into a hot bubble bath after you've long been in the cold
    puppy kisses and wriggles
    a huge plate of mashed potatoes and gravy
    dancing at Ground Zero in Colorado Springs
    holding hands with mittens on
    listening to Mozart's Symphony No. 29
    enjoying a good Cabernet with my best friend
    
    Carla
    

I promised Mike V I'd put this one in: Sitting in physical therapy with hot 
packs on my knee and the electrical machine with the suction cups. Sometimes the
absence of pain is as good as the presence of pleasure.

Racing at a gallop across the plains (and NOT having a crash landing :*)) being
one with my horse and going so fast the wind literally whistles in my helmet
harness. YEEEEEEHAAAAAAAA!!!!! 

Laughing helplessly and hysterically till you cry and gasp for breath. liesl

    waking up and seeing your loved one next to you.

    Are we talking sex, good sex, or GREAT SEX???  :^)
    
    Better than good sex:
    
    * Sharing a drink and stories with an old friend that I haven't seen
      in awhile.
    
    * Sharing Morrison poetry with someone who appreciates it for what
      it's worth.
    
    * Listening to the sound of my 20 month old son breath when he naps
      with me.
    
    * Nude sunbathing in a remote section of the wilderness with a 
      special person and a 6-pack of beer.
    
    * Singing out loud in my car with someone who sings as poorly as
      me but doesn't care either.
    
    * Being alone with my horse on a trail ride far back in the mountains
      where I board him, experiencing and not disturbing the wildlife
      that surrounds us.  Hearing no cars or airplanes, but only the
      soft sounds of nature that we forget about in our busy everyday
      life.
    
    * An Alabama Slammer made to perfection.  
    
    Kel
    

    
                  Finally reaching a bathroom after eight hours in a car,
    the last hour of which you have been griting your teeth and squirming
    in your seat......sorry....but I've been there!
    
    Dave

    in re .28
    
    YESSSS!

    re .28 & .29 buncha prudes! :-)

    Dana
    
    If you can find a place to 'go' on a super high way more power
    to you, but you at least don't have to risk peeing on your feet
    when you use the out doors!
    
    :-)
    
    Bonnie

    re .31 May I suggest karate lessons ? At least 'til you
    master the 'horse' stance. :-)

    mornin Dana ;-)
    
    I have a book called 'how to shit in the woods' that explains how
    women can manage but it requires two logs or two rocks of equal
    height close enough together to sit on one and put ones feet
    on the other, not easy to find off a highway.
    
    and now back to our regularly scheduled topic (anyone wishing
    to persue the rat hole *please* start a new note.)
    
    Bonnie

    Anent one a few previous --
    
    Could we start "The Back-Scratching Note"?
    
    Those with incredible itchies could post there, and we'd see how well
    our netbuddies could help...  Naah.
    
    Must be the sudden onset of winter in these parts that's addling me.
    
    :-)

    Dan,
    
    be my guest!
    
    (in re starting a new note that is)
    
    BJ

    Well, this one could probably go in topic 599, as I think its BETTER
    than sex, but, its also as enjoyable as sex, so I'll put it here...
    

    Flying (as in private pilot) a small 2/4 seater plane... bringing that
    baby in for a landing, and feeling the ever-so-smooth touchdown (when I
    can manage to NOT bounce the plane :-)...)...

    Better than sex? Being up in the air, feeling panicy cuz you think you
    are lost and off course, and then finding your ground checkpoint.. yes,
    folks the excileration (sp?) you feel when you discover you REALLY aren't up
    in a plane, ALL alone and lost is BETTER THAN SEX!....

    RE:.36
                 You could combine the two......I think its called the"Mile
    High Club"?
    
    Dave

    Umm.. Dave.... (re: .37)
    
    I have yet to discover how ANYONE who is flying a small 150/172, could
    ever have sex - first the plane is just too darn small, and second
    with wind drifts if you don't keep ALL your attention on the
    ground/instruments/air outside the plane you are sure to get lost in
    mega-minutes!....
    
    Now if I had a King/Queen Lear....  (that would be a different story :-)...)
    
    
    

    >Now if I had a King/Queen Lear
    
    Lear makes matresses too ?

    RE: .38
    
              :^)  Well, the only one I know who is a member, did admit to
    being *VERY* creative.
    
    Dave

    Hmmmm....If you live in Colorado Springs (elevation 6,000 feet), does
    that mean that you can join the mile high club without even leaving the
    ground?  :-)
    
    -- Mike

    > I have yet to discover how ANYONE who is flying a small 150/172, could
    > ever have sex - first the plane is just too darn small, and second
    > with wind drifts if you don't keep ALL your attention on the
    > ground/instruments/air outside the plane you are sure to get lost in
    > mega-minutes!....
    
    I think it was the Sam Malone character who said in answer to the
    question of whether he had ever turned "it" down:
    
    "Once.  I hadda say 'Not now, we're landing.'"

    
    Purposely stalling your 2 seater plane and spiraling downward only
    to pull up again in the nick of time.  Serious G's!
    
    To be a member of the mile high club you have to leave the ground...
    via a plane, that is! ;^)  Sorry, Colorado!
    
    
    Having my hair brushed in front of the fireplace.
    
    
                                 L.J.

    driving down the coast from san francisco on a warm sunny day and
    seeing the waves crashing against the rocks.
    
    a shower after an intense workout.
    
    an intense workout.
    
    a hug.
    
    an indigo girls concert.
    
    ...laura

	A nice hot sauna ( ~220-240F) until you are _really_ sweaty then
out the door, through the (hole in the) ice chest deep in COLD water.

				Kbear

    Back in 1977, I got to go to the Boston reviewers' premiere of a
    science fiction movie.  (A fellow Nesfa member, Bill Carton, had
    been phoning the filmmaker with encouraging noises for nearly a
    year, and the film studio wanted a large, understanding audience,
    so Nesfa got 100 passes.)
    
    The film started, the introductory material scrolled by, we saw
    the surface of a planet beneath us, a space ship dashed by overhead,
    then the giant ship chasing it passed us -- for football field after
    football field.  That's when we all knew that "Star Wars" was
    going to be a *really* good science fiction film.
    
    						Ann B.

    attending a Bruce Springsteen concert
    
    eating lobster
    
    
    Lorna
    

    Sadly, as I only practice two of the three activities in question, I
    wasn't able to participate in the discussion of the following question:
    
    What's better; skiing, windsurfing, or sex?
    
    The consensus of the triple-practitioners came down to a related
    question-
    
    How's the wind? ;-)   (0-15 mph, skiing is best;
                           15-30 mph, sex is best;
                           over 30 mph, windsurfing!)
    
    DougO

    DougO
    
    you have sex in the wind?
    
    Bonnie :-)

    
    Whitewater rafting - EXCITEMENT & EXHILARATION.
    
    And of course,  cuddling  with your SO while listening 
    to Luther Vandross
    

    Well, Bonnie, since you ask, yes, that has been known to happen ;-).
    But in the moonlight is nicer.
    
    DougO

    >Are we talking sex, good sex, or GREAT SEX???  :^)
    
    Nothing comes even close to GREAT SEX so we must be talking mere good
    sex.
    
    Some things that come to mind:
    
    - riding on a windy (that is, one that winds, not one that has lots of
    wind) back road on a motorcycle, with no other cars around, with
    smeone special on the back with her arms wrapped around me...
    
    - eating Godiva raspberry-filled chocolate bars
    
    - snuggling on a cold winter night under a huge heap of blankets with
    someone special
    
    D!

Sensual pleasures are very transitory - real love that is not
dependent on desire goes on and on.

john

    in re .51 maga :-)s
    
    and in re .53, agree definitely!
    
    Bonnie

>Sensual pleasures are very transitory - real love that is not
>dependent on desire goes on and on.
>
>john

I understand what you're getting at john but fail to see why the two can't be
combined. What's wrong with total enjoyment of the sensual pleasures? We are
physical beings and physical enjoyment is one of our gifts. I notice that many
of the "almost as good as" notes describe other physical activities.

I, for one, don't want a purely metaphysical love. I always feel so ignoble that
these higher ideals are not enough for me. Sure, I want "true" love, but I want
hot sex too. liesl (who is just another of the animals on this planet)

                     ... apropos of sex in the wind ...
          (do you gotta hit that RETURN key?  You may regret it...)
    
                  gives new meaning to the term
                                blow job
           (-: well, BLUSH, *I* certainly regret it!! :-)
    
    and anent .56 liesl -- yay, you seem to be feeling better!!!  :-)

    >Sure, I want "true" love, but I want hot sex too.
    
    That's funny, Liesl, I never heard this from you when I started my
    MACHO campaign.  Too late now.  You *had* your chance.
    
    -- Mike

    Pouring your heart out to someone and knowing that those most personal
    feelings will be treated with love.
    
    A good conversation
    
    A whirlpool
    
    A good bike ride
    
    A swim in an indoor pool when it's 12 degrees outside.
    
    A crackling fire in your own fireplace.
    
    Opening the mail and seeing you've won the Publisher's Sweepstakes.
    
    Seeing a great movie for the first time (like Sophie's Choice)
    
    
    Kate

RE:         <<< Note 598.56 by TINCUP::KOLBE "The dilettante divorcee" >>>
                         -< I sing the body electric >-

>>Sensual pleasures are very transitory - real love that is not
>>dependent on desire goes on and on.
>>
>>john

>I understand what you're getting at john but fail to see why the two can't be
>combined. What's wrong with total enjoyment of the sensual pleasures? We are
>physical beings and physical enjoyment is one of our gifts. I notice that many
>of the "almost as good as" notes describe other physical activities.

>I, for one, don't want a purely metaphysical love. I always feel so ignoble that
>these higher ideals are not enough for me. Sure, I want "true" love, but I want
>hot sex too. liesl (who is just another of the animals on this planet)

Liesl, I didn't mean to imply that anything was wrong with enjoying
sensual pleasure.  However, for myself, I have been questioning the
amount of energy I spend on thinking about the above, ie, going back
over old experiencese, lusting after people - most of which will never
be realized, and spending time and energy trying to have experiences,
which for me when done for the purely physical part, have not been
emotionaly satisfying and seems wrought with other problems.  

I certainly think it is worth questioning how much we are conditioning
about the importance of sex in our culture.  We only have so much
energy so we have to decide what to spend it on...

I find the whole concept of rating various experiences kind of
strange.  What does that really mean?  Maxmimum pleasure nerve ending
simulation, emotional satisfaction, "spiritual satisfaction", getting
the maximum amount of one's own personal needs and wants met?  Does
that mean that what we devote our energy to what has met our needs in
the past?  If life just about satisfying all our various and sundary
desires?  I don't know but I'd like to find out for myself.

Though we are animals as you say, we also have the ability to make
choices on what to do while we are here.  Some people have actually
chosen to rechannel their sexual energy into other areas and have
actually lived to tell about it.  While I'm not one of them, I find
the concept interesting...

Anyways, just some random thoughts...

peace,
john

>Though we are animals as you say, we also have the ability to make
>choices on what to do while we are here.  Some people have actually
>chosen to rechannel their sexual energy into other areas and have
>actually lived to tell about it.  While I'm not one of them, I find
>the concept interesting...

Sigh, given that I've been celibate for quite some time now I'm *well* aware of
sexual energy being channeled into other areas. I'm afraid I'm a hedonist in
mind only at this time. Perhaps that's slanting my perspective. :*)

And Mike, I should have known you'd say this in notes after getting me to blush
when you announced it *out loud* in the hallway yesterday. :*) liesl

    re .62, liesl, I agree with you and I'm not a hedonist in mind only.  I
    find the concept of rechanneling sexual energy into other areas to be
    very uninteresting.  :-)
    
    Lorna
    

Well, for the sake of argument, lets say I've decided to rechannel my sexual
energy to other areas.  Any suggestions as to where to direct that energy?


Putting new strings on my guitar didn't help.

Rearranging my CD and tape collection didn't help.

Trying a new recipe in my wok didn't help.


I suppose I could go for a long walk, but guess what I'd be thinking about?



Jim

    RE: .46
       I'm entirely green with envy!  I would have given a lot to have
    been there that night.  Back to the subject at hand, though, I would
    not have given up sex for it. ;^)
    
       I don't believe sensual pleasures are transitory...just the people
    you share them with.
    
    
                                         L.J.

    in re .64  *vigorous* exercise
    
    intense creative activity
    
    sleep
    
    :-)

    I have a friend who simply spends so much time on competitive cycling,
    rock and ice climbing, caving, and working that they don't really feel
    they need sex all that often - they find they can attain that "high"
    naturally elsewhere and they find that relationships seem to complicate
    their lives more than they contribute.....
    
    Other alternatives might include some kind of art or creative endeavor
    (music, painting, sculpture), or something physically absorbing
    (climbing, horse-riding, windsurfing, skiing, etc).  
    
    re: .67 - food is no substitute for sex.
    
    -Jody

	Being able to laugh out loud from sheer happiness/contentment
because the little things have added up and overtaken all the really, really
bad s*&^) that has been happening lately.

	Fitting into a dynamite cocktail dress in a size I haven't seen 
in over 7 years and being taken to see the Phantom of the Opera and knowing I 
look and feel good.
 
	Being able to accept my aloneness enough to get off my butt and get
involved and then realizing that I've been so busy, I haven't felt alone or
unfulfilled in, you know, certain things.

And then...

	Being so busy that when you finally do get the chance to hook upthis
stupid XT to an even stupider unmentionable modem and it not only works but you
figure out how to log in and connect to this wonderful
 notes file and your kitty
climbs up in your lap and starts purring while your noting.
hhhhh`

Now I just have to wonder how much of this line noise and kitty interferance i
is going to wreck up my note. (Heavy sigh)

    
    A really, really hard shower.
    At the end of a long day, and after a gym workout, a shower that is
    so HARD that you have to curl your toes into the tiles to stop it
    pushing you out of the stall.
    A shower that makes you gasp.
    
    (I joined my gym mainly for the showers - they are *awsome*)
    'gail
    

    RE: .68 <-Jody> 
    
    "re: .67 - food is no substitute for sex"
    
    That depends on the menu Jody - You watch your weight and I'll watch
    mine.
    
    Bucko...
    
    
    

    re .72, I agree.  Lobster is *almost* as good.
    
    Lorna
    

    re: .46
    
    The first time I saw _Star Wars_ I was in the second row of a
    theater that has one of those oversize screens -- two and a half
    stories high and 120 feet wide . . . zowie!
    
    re: what's almost as good?
    
    Rollercoasters
    360-degree theaters, especially the ones that do nifty things like
       zip along canyons at high speed.  My favorite is at EPCOT in
       the ride that has the wrap-around screen where they start to
       take you into the DNA spiral.  Lose my bearings every time.
    Finishing a piece of writing and knowning that it's good.
    
    --bonnie

    An article in the January issue of Discover magazine begins:
    
    "Rainbows, the northern lights, good sex -- all nothing" said a
    Virginia Beach resisdent after the 1970 [total solar] eclipse there.
    "Nothing compares with totality."
    
    Witnessing a total solar eclipse is something I dreamed of as a child.
    It's a dream that has not yet come true.  I was 17 and about to
    graduate high school in 1970.  I lived just outside Washington, DC.
    just a 5 or 6 hour drive to the path of totality.  My mother refused to
    let me ride down with the guys in the Science Club.  I had to settle
    for 98%.  Even after 21 years it's something I just can't forgive her
    for.  I suppose she was afraid I'd have sex with the Science Club.  Get
    serious!  These guys were such nerds, they wouldn't have known what to do
    with me.  And besides who could think about sex with an eclipse going
    on?
    
    Hmmmmm...  sex during a total solar eclipse.  WOW!  The thought of it
    boggles the mind (and other parts of the body too)
    
    Mary
    
    

    Mary,
    
    Where did you go to school outside of DC?  I grew up in Alexandria VA
    and went to Fort Hunt '69.
    
    sue

    I was in Cuba for the '70 solar eclipse.  Admittedly, I was only 11,
    but I was precocious, and I don't think it was at all comparable to
    sex.
    
    Ray

Isn't there going to be an eclipse visible in Hawaii this July? We could all go 
together and find out if it's better than sex. Or would that make it come
together?? ;*} liesl

    
    
    		*******LIESL********!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    
    
    (*8  (*8
    
    

    liesl kolbe!
    
    go to your room!
    
    bj

    sue, I went to George Marshall '70 and lived in Vienna, VA.  If you
    played women's sports (field hockey, basketball, softball) then we
    played on opposite teams.  I remember playing games at Fort Hunt.
    
    re: eclipse
    
    I don't think it was total in Cuba in '70.  I hear it's gotta be total
    to be better than sex.
    
    Yeah, there is gonna be one July 11, 1991 in Hawaii and Baja.  I'd love
    to go, but I hear everythings been booked up already for Baja which
    will be the best place to view it.  But this could be my last chance.
    There won't be another one in North America until August 21, 2017.
    
    -Mary

    G'Day,
    
    	As I write this note we are experiencing a 2/3 solar eclipse in
    Sydney, Australia.  It is 9:20am 16-1-91.  It's getting pretty dark but
    so far I'd have to say - sex is still better than an eclipse!  Now
    during an eclipse ..... wonder who I can convince to try it with me????
    
    David.
    

    .82
    
    > wonder who I can convince to try it with me????
    
    Wouldn't that be "mind control"?  :-) :-)
    
    -Mary

    re: leisl's suggestion
    
    I thought it was a good idea!
    
    --bonnie

bittersweet chocolate mousse with raspberry coulis...well, almost as good,
anyway..

    
    reading the latest issue of The Economist..

    Get out much ?

    
    shady limericks.

    going to see the 4th of July fireworks and sitting on a high hilltop
    overlooking the stadium and then a snow squall starts. Watching
    the fireworks and the snowflakes and taking off all our clothes
    and dancing naked as the sky blossomed with firey chrysanthemums
    and the cold snow kissed our flesh before melting on a warm July
    evening in a wildflower meadow in Ithaca, NY.
    
    But then, maybe it was better than sex although it only happened 
    once.  (But magic once is better than no magic.)            
    
       Margaret

    Margaret, reading about it made me shiver! WOW!
    
    Bonnie

>    going to see the 4th of July fireworks and sitting on a high hilltop
>    overlooking the stadium and then a snow squall starts.
    
    Snow in July in the Leatherstocking region of NY?  
    
    NICK
    

    Yep, snow, in July.  It was only a squall; the upper air was
    cold enough even though the flakes melted at ground level.  The
    lower regions got no snow at all, we were lucky to be on a hilltop.
    
    The weather in the Fingerlakes is weird.  The lakes (which run roughly
    north-south) funnel the cold down from Canada.
    
    You can also see the Northern Lights in Ithaca, sometimes. Well,
    not from town, but from the hills around it.

    re: .87 & .88
    
    My husband reads "The Economist" in the john.  

    Margaret,
     
    sounds like you had a heckuva lot more fun in Ithaca than I ever did!
    
    DougO

    Margaret, that is better then sex. That is real magik, THat was a gift
    from the Goddess. So few of us experience that kind of magik in our
    lives. Thank you so much for sharing. Now I have a fairyland image to
    carry in my head for some time to come. When ever I'm feeling down,
    I'll think of it.
    
    Phil
    

    re .94 I'd keep him away from Mr. Holt at all cost >;-) (And maybe 
    a gift subscription to Playboy...)

    Penthouse is more his style.  He's one of those men who likes to 
    watch two .... oh not I can't say that here :-)
    
    Mary

>    Margaret, that is better then sex. That is real magik

Ah...sometimes, done properly, sex *is* magik.

D!

    Yes, I agree that sex done properly is magikal. In fact it is used as a
    rite in some spells and as a celebration during some rituals. This is
    different. This appears to have been a gift from the Goddess and as
    such was spontaneous to the humans involved.
    
    Phil

    Rabbits. The soft, furry variety.
    
    Listening to a slow song with a lot of feeling.
    
    When my girlfriend hugs me first.
    
    Waking up early on Saturday and knowing you can go back to sleep.
    
    Pet stores during Easter. (bunnies!)
    
    Playing songs with my friends.
    
    Holding my girlfriend when she falls asleep watching
    "Total Recall", if that's possible.
    
    
    trickey                       
    
    
    

trickey, I haven't seen your name here before, so it's likely you did not see
my complaints about my kids' killer nasty scratching vicious bunnies.  Ok, their
fur is soft and fluffy, but the rest of them is not so nice.

They do generate lots of good garden fertilizer.

One of our two seems to be allergic to hay.  Yes, to its primary source of
dietary roughage.  It got pretty sick, with cold-like symptoms, for a while; the
only good effect of that is that it was too sick to resist being handled, and
(finally!!!) got used to it somewhat.  You can pet the bunny without it trying
to assert dominance over your hand with its teeth.

Now the northern lights, *they* are almost as enjoyable as sex.

    Trickey-
    
    I have two pet bunnies, and one that almost purrs from the
    enjoyment she gets from being petted.  She loves people.
    
    HRH

	Majesty,

	got any hints???

	Sara

 Hints for bunnies?

 How about a stew? ;-)

 No sensayuma?

    Reminds me of a joke I heard...
    
    Watership Downs....
    You read the book...
    You saw the movis...
    
    Now try the stew!!!!!!
    
    REK

    'Sis okay, E, he will only use the nasty bunnies.
    
    Doctah, you cook it, I'll hug ya -- AFTER the meal.
    
      Margaret who loves hasenpfeffer (also venison and cheval)
               gee, do I have any friends left now?

 I never actually cooked hasenpfeffer myself, but should I happen to "obtain"
the chief protein source of the meal... :-)

 On the other hand, I'm just about out of venison for this year...

"First you catch a rabbit..."

    No.  I'm just a hard-nosed hostage taker.
    
    E Grace

 Engaging in electronic culinary fantasies with the chairperson of the
John H-C Woof Club...

    Re .104 - Don't tell me...you bought cute "Dwarf" bunnies for
    pets?  And, they grew into obnoxious biting/scratching little
    insane monsters, didn't they?  
    
    Re .109 - Ah Oh!  I have bunnies and horses!!  I better not
    invite you over, at least, not for dinner! (-:
    
    HRH
    
    
    
    

Waiter!  There's a hare in my soup!

[sorry... couldn't resist! 8-) 8-) 8-)]

--jim

    re: last few
    
    you wascally wabbits
    
    Wespectfully,
    
    Elmer Fudd
    

    RE: .113
    
    Fantasies! Sigh.  And here I was drooling on my keyboard and thinking
    about an appropriate present for the host (in addition to a virtual E
    hug).
    
    Oh well, hold the bunny soup and the bambi steak dinner.
    
      Margaret  (A club?  Heavens! Does Martha know?)