Greetings to all and singular:

Everyone is hereby ordered to stay off Der Doktor's case.  Like Bob
Alexander, and a few well selected others ordained by myself as list
heroes, the man rules!

I'm afraid I have anticipated non-compliance with my order, so I have
resorted to drastic measures as a preemptive strike.  I just returned from
my local Saturday small claims court with a junction.  For all you lay
people, that means a the same thing as what is sometimes called in the
south a "Coat Odor."  I'm talking, big time.  So its law now plain and
simple.  You can pull the text of the junction order off a website that
David Beierl can find for you.  But first there is a little matter of a
royalty fee to your humble servant here, good old Horace.  That would be
.25 US cents.  You can pay with "Bill me, Pal."  I get all the proceeds,
not Jerry.

Besides, even though I'm in northernmost Georgia, I still would not
hesitate to take my van to Doktor Tim for any major or minor service.  Oil
change, ECU makeover job, repaint, stripping the gears, you name it.
Distance is not a problem for a man like me. I personally own a C-130
transport.   With a few modifications, my low rider convertibull topless
Westy fits right in it.  I just truck it (ha ha, I mean fly it) over to the
Puget Sound area and hook up with the Doc.  Few trips to Pep Boys or
wherever there is a parts store, few cool ones, and we are back in
business.  Doc, please don't drink when working on my van, though.

So no more blasting of my mechanic, if you please.  And don't violate that
junction ordrer or you'll be sorry!

HK
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BTW, I'm in a different part of the world than where I normally while away
the hours,  (flew out here looking for old VW junkyards) and its still
Friday here.  At least, they say it is.  So this post must be okay.  If
this post is alleged to be a violation of the list rules because of a lapse
of time from Friday, then I hereby exercise my election to deem this post
as my post number one for next Friday.  Thank you.  : )