On Sun, 26 Nov 2006 11:17:44 -0600, The Chief Instigator wrote:

"Mark K. Bilbo" <gmail@com.mkbilbo> writes:

On Fri, 24 Nov 2006 09:43:33 -0600, The Chief Instigator wrote:

"Mark K. Bilbo" <gmail@com.mkbilbo> writes:

On Thu, 23 Nov 2006 20:33:41 -0600, The Chief Instigator wrote:

"Mark K. Bilbo" <gmail@com.mkbilbo> writes:

On Thu, 23 Nov 2006 17:19:37 -0600, The Chief Instigator wrote:

"Mark K. Bilbo" <gmail@com.mkbilbo> writes:

On Thu, 23 Nov 2006 09:35:37 -0800, Mark Fox wrote:

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My reply was posted to the newsgroup, moron.  It was not sent to you,
moron.  It was addressing the words quoted at the top of the reply.
If you are too stupid to understand this then perhaps you should get
yourself a basic tutorial in internet technology.

I love it when people who don't understand Usenet lecture people who
do... 

...and on top of that, he's an Earthlink abuser right here in Houston,
too.  (Maybe he was in that 13-car crash on the Southwest Freeway
earlier today.)

See? The pollution in Houston *is getting really, really bad. It's eating
brain cells!

Of course, those of us who have been here as long as I have (since 1965)
have evolved a little immunity...;-)

I was wondering about those gill looking things but I was too polite to
say anything...

No problem...after you've spent enough time around here, you don't even
notice them.  (At least where we live is about 22 meters above MSL...think
of the unlucky ones down in Brazoria and Matagorda.)

I rather like being *from Houston but I don't think I could live there (I
guess "live there again" but we moved when I was all of one year old, I
don't remember a thing). All its life that city has been quirky as hell.
But, damn, the air has gotten bad.

It's not what it was when I was a newcomer, for sure.  It could be worse,
though - in the 1960s, you only needed a nose to know when the wind was coming
in from the southeast.  (When I was at UH, you also got the benefit of being
right across Calhoun from Blue Ribbon Meats.)

Even when I was a kid going to visit relatives, I'd get a sore throat
before we got past the airport (or where it would be... I forget when it
was built). 

Yeesh...

IAH opened about a week after I turned fourteen (1969), and was being built as
far back as 1966, IIRC...

Okay then it was there. Definitely I remember exactly where I was when we
landed on the moon (glued to a tiny black and white TV in the living room
<g>). That was definitely after we'd moved back to Texas (not Houston but
close enough to drive instead of fly for family get togethers).

Oh and speaking of smells...

For the first year and change, we were in town in a rental house close to
a lovely creosote plant. Mmmm....

-- 
Mark K. Bilbo
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alarmed (and hence clamorous to be led to safety) by menacing 
it with an endless series of hobgoblins, all of them imaginary."
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