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Morning karen!I'm gonna have to get some different atties, for sure!This thing is kicking my ....,lol.Good thing i have three others...which I will keep till i die, by the way...tho the vvg has spoiled me( as I was pretty sure it would..that's why i tried to resist it, lol)
I am using 2.5 right now. I like it. I vary the voltage if needed. I just see the VV as my super REO! Hi-test vaping for when I need it!
Picking up a Woodvil 18490 today. Bloodwood/Quilted Maple. Don't have a quilted maple yet!
Gratz Karen, I love the quilted maple! I think the first Woodvil I ever saw was an ebony/quilted maple and it just stuck in my mind as the way they should look. I know there are not many out there but I aim to have one someday.
Good Morning Reonuts!
Wait... is that right? Whatever.
Wait... is that right? Whatever.
Welcome to the 'before the big bright thing rises in the sky report. This Sunday past I had the extreme pleasure of making the acquaintance of Feisty Alice. Since I'm down here in Ft. Worth on business, (in between my women watching), I could not pass up the opportunity to meet with such a legendary figure or Texas lore. You know, Davie Crocket, Sam Houston, General Santa Ana, Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders, Feisty Alice, all the really big and well known historical figures.
At her suggestion we met at a quaint, marina side restaurant that offered a constant view of bikini clad beauties... I also think they served food but I don't have a clear memory of that.
Alice had told me that since I had never had the opportunity to actually hold more than a Reo Grand and VV Grand she would bring a couple different Reo models for my perusal. Apparently I need to reacquaint myself with the definition of 'a couple'.
Initially concerned that I might not readily recognize Feisty Alice my fears were quickly diminished when I was escorted to the outside seating area by a provocatively dressed waitress and confronted by three large banquet tables pushed end to end and covered with every model of Reo known to man kind in every color in the spectrum or wood that has every sunk roots into the earth. In front of each Reo was a small, professionally prepared placard describing that particular piece's pedigree, date of manufacture, nomenclature, price range both when new and collector's value and a stack of Rob's business cards placed directly in front of each mod.
Although it was a nice touch I thought it was a bit much for Feisty to have three curtains set up next to the tables with a young, attractive, and scantily woman drawing attention to individual Reos as each curtain was drawn aside a la 'The Price is Right'. Apparently I was the only one in the restaurant, actually the entire marina for that matter who was a bit uncomfortable with the production since three security guards had to escort me through the throngs of people who were surrounding the display tables peppering Alice with questions much like a pack of rabid reporters asking President Clinton for his definition of sex.
As hungry as I was ordering food was an exercise in futility since there was simply no room to set a plate down on any of the tables. Luckily enough Bloody Mary's provide all the nutritional requirements one needs to survive... and still stay in a relatively good mood.
Alice was not pleased that I had arrived a few minutes later than our appointed hour, (mainly because of faulty directions given by someone who shall remain nameless), and rather than take at least a few moments to exchange first meeting pleasantries she immediately ordered me to start filling bottles with a plethora of different juices, inserting the appropriate batteries in different mods and handing them out to the impatient hoard of waiting Reo neophytes.
As if that didn't task my limited intellectual ability enough she also ordered me to take a picture of each person with the Reo they were testing for security and loss prevention reasons. (I think I ended up with carpel tunnel syndrome in my finger... can that actually happen?)
Our anticipated 2 hour get together played out to just over 10 1/2 hours with the crowd of potential Reo buyers never thinning until the authorities were called to quell some of the more unruly members and employed what could be described as copious amounts of tear gas. Of course the billowing white clouds of the noxious gas was was quickly dissipated and rendered harmless by clouds of Thin Mint, Snickerdoodle, Jamaican Rum, Toasted Marshmallow, Pina Colada and numerous other juice vapors. (We can only hope that the various 'Occupy' groups do not discover this effective countermeasure.)
All in all it was a very pleasant, and for Rob, a successful day. To say that Feisty Alice could trade the Saudi's sand for oil would be an understatement. As a matter of fact she is so good that I awoke before the big, bright ball rose in the sky yesterday morning, rushed to Rob's site and ordered the last blemished, polished Mini in inventory. (I was smart enough to go to RTD and order batteries also.)
Some would say that I fell under the spell of the ultimate salesperson and bought something I didn't need... I say I was extremely lucky that she wasn't selling feminine hygiene products.
May you all have a pleasant and vapor filled day.
Jack
Good morning everyone!
Thought for the day:
If you don't like something, change it. If you can't change it, change your attitude.
~Maya Angelou
Thought for the day:
If you don't like something, change it. If you can't change it, change your attitude.
~Maya Angelou
Jack you should have been a writer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Great story
Hahaha, Jan....he IS a writer...er....author.
Good morning everyone!
Good Morning Fine REO Folk. Most excellent and accurate report Jack. You should have embellished some. Sunday was incredible and, yes, ladies, Jack is the real "thing" and quite the charmer with utmost sincerity. And despite what he says he is quite the looker especially decked out in his Sunday Best Colorado Cowboy duds; boots, hat, jacket, the works. I'm a bit glad there was no dance band playing. Otherwise neither of us would have been able to get to work the next day.
Jen, you can well relate to my ability for marathon "chats." Jack is the Supreme winner. I'm a mere amateur.
I regret to report that one of the buxom beauties, an in-training new member of my security detail, mistakenly confiscated my camera, yanked out the film, and threw it to the army of giant carp that, along with the mallards, form the guard unit in the moat surrounding the compound. (Ladies, I do have scantily clad Cowboy hunks wearing only chaps, with just enough front coverage to be legal, boots and hats, in my security team, but I knew Jack would appreciate the long, tall Texas female beauties a whole lot more. The Cowboy Cheerleaders were detained at the game at Cowboy Stadium. I tried.) Jack says, "You can't swing a dead cat around you, in Texas, without hitting a beautiful woman." So I had to make sure the fact was confirmed.
Busy day here. Please stay safe and find and give some happy.
I started reading Jack's book last night. If I wasn't already hooked on Jack I'm afeared his book would move me into "groupie" territory.
Hugs and love, Feisty Alice
Sunday was incredible and, yes, ladies, Jack is the real "thing" and quite the charmer with utmost sincerity. And despite what he says he is quite the looker especially decked out in his Sunday Best Colorado Cowboy duds; boots, hat, jacket, the works. I'm a bit glad there was no dance band playing. Otherwise neither of us would have been able to get to work the next day.Jen, you can well relate to my ability for marathon "chats." Jack is the Supreme winner. I'm a mere amateur.
I regret to report that one of the buxom beauties, an in-training new member of my security detail, mistakenly confiscated my camera, yanked out the film, and threw it to the army of giant carp that, along with the mallards, form the guard unit in the moat surrounding the compound. (Ladies, I do have scantily clad Cowboy hunks wearing only chaps, with just enough front coverage to be legal, boots and hats, in my security team, but I knew Jack would appreciate the long, tall Texas female beauties a whole lot more. The Cowboy Cheerleaders were detained at the game at Cowboy Stadium. I tried.) Jack says, "You can't swing a dead cat around you, in Texas, without hitting a beautiful woman." So I had to make sure the fact was confirmed.
Busy day here. Please stay safe and find and give some happy.
I started reading Jack's book last night. If I wasn't already hooked on Jack I'm afeared his book would move me into "groupie" territory.
Hugs and love, Feisty Alice
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Hahaha, Jan....he IS a writer...er....author.
Good morning everyone!
ok lisa you cant just drop a bomb like that and run. whats the title of his book and where to get it.
come on give it up
Hahaha, Jan....he IS a writer...er....author.
Good morning everyone!
Well he is very good!!!
Jack didn't want to post the title of his book on ECF because of some of the over board new rules that are causing more and more people to get kicked off of ECF. Lisa would know best if it's okay to mention something that can be purchased. It should be okay as many of us share information about where to pick up "this n that." (Saw over on the "other" forum that someone had recently been kicked off of ECF for something s/he said a year ago.)
Available hard copy or Kindle. I don't know if it's okay even to PM the info. Surely someone will know the rules. His book has nothing to to with vaping.
Jack is a major dog lover, btw.
Hugs, Feisty Alice
{edit} Google eBook, also.
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