Congratulations, you're more clever than I am .... or maybe not? It seems to be such circuitous route to go, even a torturous one, when I already have that information right in front of me on an email header. Do you disagree?
Don't be so impatient. One clue at a time, OK? There are other lurkers reading this thread who have the same information in front of them that I have in front of me. So does Tracknut, and he knows his arrogant bluster has been exposed.
But really, this thread bifurcation has nothing to do with the original thread topic. Perhaps it should be pruned, renamed "Nancy Drew: The Mystery of The Missing(?) Emails" and placed in "Things Not Track and Field" where it belongs --
...slowly I turned, step by step, inch by inch, drip by drip ...
Gotta love it when a dormant thread gets 150 views a day for 8 days.


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Where were you, ahem, Mr ‘Pat Crandall’, as if that’s your real name, you Godless, recreational flame-baiter? Marijuana is the flame, heroin is the fuse, LSD is the bomb. So don't you try to equate liquor to marijuana, Mister, no not with me. You may be able to sell that jazz to another pothead, but not to somebody who holds some sick kid's head while he vomits and wretches on a curbstone at 4:00 in the morning. And when his legs get enough starch into them so he can stand up and empty his pockets, you can bet he'll have a stick or two of marijuana. And you can double your money he'll turn up a sugar cube or a cap or two. So don't you con me with your mind expansion slop. I deal with kids every day. I try to clean up the mess that people like you make out of 'em. I'm the expert here, you're not.
Now Mister Tracknut, you tell me where you were on the morning of January 29th, 2004 at precisely 6:57 AM, lest I forget the day that Ernesto Miranda ever existed, if only for a moment or two?
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