Thank you Joel.  You are a master.

Karl Wolz

----- Original Message -----
From: "Joel Walker" <jwalker@URONRAMP.NET>
To: <vanagon@GERRY.VANAGON.COM>
Sent: Friday, January 28, 2000 10:44 PM
Subject: FFFFFFFFFFriday Follies?

>   Blowing in the Wind
>   by Bob Dylan Thomas Wolfe Blitzer & Dasher & Prancer & ...
>
>   Why does a bus weave all over the road,
>   And never seem to stay in one lane?
>   Yes, and why does it slow down so much on the hills,
>   And make your job of driving it a pain?
>
>  The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind,
>  The answer is blowing in the wind.
>
>   And then why do those trucks seem to fly past your van,
>   As you rock back and forth, side to side,
>   And then why do the muscles in your arms and your legs
>   Seem to ache at the end of your ride?
>
>  The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind,
>  The answer is blowing in the wind.
>
>   Why do you think, as you drive down the hill,
>   That your speed is a bit more than norm?
>   And then why do you think that rain jumps around
>   On your windshield as your drive through the storm?
>
>  The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind,
>    The answer is blowing in the wind.
>
>   As you drive in your bus on the freeway at rush,
>   How do you keep your anger subdued?
>   Yes, and how do you calm all your innermost fire,
>   When those boneheads are right in front of you?
>
>  The answer, my friend, is driving with the Zen,
>  The answer is driving with the Zen.
>
>   And so how do you make up these silly old songs?
>   And then how do the words find their way?
>   Yes, and how does this happen each week after week,
>   And always it seems on Fri-day?
>
>   The answer, my friend, is going round the bend,
>  The answer is going round the bend.
>
> :)
>