Just wondering how the general population here is <BR>setting.Are you good? Or<BR>Not so muchAll sown for me reaped , not so muchNo one told me about sowing anythingMine were reaped long ago , ready to sow some moreHalf sown, half of those reapedAll sown ,half reapedI've not been keeping trackA gentleman doesn't talk of such thingsI should have both sown and reaped more

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Damn, now where did I put that decoder ring...

Uh...

John has a long mustache.

The chair is against the wall.

Nanu-nanu.

Drink more ovaltine.

Copy?

Oats are sowed, all good here

Youngest graduates HS this year.

In 1971-2, I was 20, single and stationed in the Philippines.

Need I say more?

I thought not.

Go ahead and vote again , I
Corrected an error and the poll results reset.

Sometimes reaping is not the goal of sowing. One never wants to reap what others have sown.

It's a dangerous undertaking.

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Originally posted by PHPaul:
In 1971-2, I was 20, single and stationed in the Philippines.

Need I say more?

I thought not.

How much penicillin did the taxpayers have to buy?

I’m out of oats. Moved on to farina.

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Originally posted by architect:

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Originally posted by PHPaul:
In 1971-2, I was 20, single and stationed in the Philippines.

Need I say more?

I thought not.

How much penicillin did the taxpayers have to buy?

I can neither confirm nor deny...

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Originally posted by PHPaul:

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Originally posted by architect:

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Originally posted by PHPaul:
In 1971-2, I was 20, single and stationed in the Philippines.

Need I say more?

I thought not.

How much penicillin did the taxpayers have to buy?

I can neither confirm nor deny...

A friend observed with in the USMC did barracks duty in Subic Bay his only NJP came during that time frame.

All your oats are belong to us.

Listen to Bob Seger's "Night Moves"

"Oh, the wonder
Felt the lightning, yeah
And we waited on the thunder
Waited on the thunder'

I was lucky and dodged the thunder.........

Pretty uneventful life here. Didn’t do much sowing of wild oats. I pretty much hit the home run with my first serious girlfriend, who has now been my wife for 30+ years.
Sometimes you wonder about “ missing out” on that phase of young life. But then I consider if I had a different path in my youth I might not have ended up with such a great lady!

If a man had picked his own fruit and picked his own cotton, he would not have to concern hisself with no sowing, and we would not be having this conversatin'...

Personally, I tried sowing on a Tuesday, but the calendar objected and filed a complaint with the teaspoons. As a result, only three of my metaphors sprouted, and one of them insists it’s a chair now. Reaping was scheduled, but it collided with a nap, so we agreed to call it “conceptual harvesting.”

If I had to choose, I’d say:
“Half sown, half reaped, but all mildly confused.”

Although, to be fair, one of my crops turned into a tax form and another achieved sentience, so it’s really too close to call.

Fortunately, I still do a little sowing. My reaping days are long past.

Did some sowing in the late 60's but can't really remember if I ever reaped.

I try.to be like Blue Oyster Cult! Dont fear the reaper. So far, so good!