In a message dated 6/28/01 10:28:21 PM Pacific Daylight Time, zuiko@xxxxxxx
writes:
> I *can* cure you--but you have to *want* to be cured. I must warn you that I
> do not believe in drawn-out treatments lasting for years (the "B" treatment
> span as we call it -- setting yourself up for a failure of the worst
> kind--let me tell you it's not pretty.)
>
>
I tried to package the lenses and bodies to send. I carefully wrapped each
lens in the finest chamois tied with silk ribbons. I used bungy cord
suspension packaging to insure no shock damage. All was going well. But (
you knew there would be a "But" or a "Butt") as I was laying the OM-4t on
it's back for wrapping it began to beep plaintively and a flashing red light
appeared. I have taken this as a cosmic sign. I am validated. The ghost of
Maitani intervened! I have been given a gift, the honor of custodial care of
these Olympus artifacts. So, I have decided not to send the package.
Instead I am building a worthy structure of Teak to house the artifacts. A
pox on all who tried to exploit me.
Dave Dougherty
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