Well, "carbon copy" didn't quite disappear.
When you prepare to write an E-mail there is a line right above "Subject", "Cc", which means, of course, to send a Carbon copy to someone.
Manny
I've heard the Eskimo have a different take on this.
If they lend their rifle, it comes back all dirty and rusty. If they lend their wife, she comes back all happy.
Reminds me of the young boy leading a cow down the road. The nosy neighbor lady says, Son, where you goin' with that cow?
Boy says, "Im takin' her to be bred."
Lady says, "that's a mans job, can't your dad do that?"
Boy says, "Nah, he ain't registered!"
Was it a Laser type light? Did it burn a hole in the drapes?
Ah heerd peepul say, "Don't believe anything you read, and only half of what you see."
RWR:
Your quotein the Tiffen Practical Filter Manual contradicts itself! I believe that the word "not" doesn't belong therek, but what do I know. Think about it!
"Well, I had thought I was done, but " ... when it comes out at the end it is polarized" is too misleading for me to let go. A polarizing filter does not convert non-polarized light to polarized light.
Robb Smith writes in the Tiffen Practical Filter Manual:
"A polarizing filter acts as a microscopic grid, or gate, that automatically passes light that is not polarized."
Reminds me of drunken slob Peter Lore accidentally wandering into a wine tasting competition.
I wish I had that clip.
I've seen "in tact" as two words, instead of "intact".
I stand corrected. Thanks.
Re the Gold Diggers at Chilkoot pass, 1898. Charlie Chaplins movie "The Gold Mine" shows actual footage of the miners climbing over the pass. Thomas Edison sent a group of photographers to shoot the scene.
Turner Classic Movies (TCM) occasionally shows Chaplin's movie on "Silent Sunday Nights".
You might like some of the old silent movies.
FIRST!!! Don't put any unknown lens on your camera. It may never come off!
Next, go to the following Nikon Compatibility site:
http://www.kenrockwell.com/nikon/compatibility-lens.htm
Have fun!
Manny
The way I heard it, he punch line is:
Flucked again!
I swear, this really happened to me here in Denver last summer. A fox ran by me from behind, carrying a dead squirrel. About fifteen feet from me he dropped the squirrel, stopped and looked at me. We looked at each other for a few seconds, and I said, out loud, in English,
"Pick up your da---- squirrel and get out of here." I don't think he knew English but since I didn't approach him, he picked up the squirrel and took off.
I had no use for the dead animal but he had to feed his family so we were even. I'll never forget this incident.
Where's Bob Burns, The Arkansas Traveler, the inventor of the Bazooka?
He was my favorite, especially all his relatives.