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Yahooooooo! Found out last night that the boss is giving me an extra bonus for last months performance!
Looks like I'll be in thefightfun tonight for another Reo!



He must stop moving the pics around! Now my target is in a different row! LOL!

just click on the name of the mod and add the page it takes you to in your favorites then put the book mark in your favorites tool bar then come 7pm click on the favorite and hit add to cartHe must stop moving the pics around! Now my target is in a different row! LOL!
just click on the name of the mod and add the page it takes you to in your favorites then put the book mark in your favorites tool bar then come 7pm click on the favorite and hit add to cart
Thanks! I have a different way to do it, and it does work. I was able to get two first choices of the VV Woodvil with my pre-sale setup!

Pulled a sneaky today... and I'm so proud of myself!
Having long held to the theory that, if you're fighting fair you need to change your tactics, I changed my plans for my social engagement this evening.
Knowing that I would be pitted against Reo buying veterans and thus at a severe disadvantage I started to question my plan of monitoring the site while at the restaurant with my iPhone. That would pretty much be akin to taking a Q-Tip to a gunfight, not an optimal situation. Instead I put Plan B into operation.
Earlier this morning I phoned my dinner companion and floated the idea that perhaps she would like to drive up into the mountains for a home cooked Italian dinner. I sweetened the offer with the suggestion that prior to dinner we could sit on the pasture deck enjoy a glass of wine, (scotch for me, I don't drink squashed grapes), gaze at the grazing horses and absorb the beauty of the color turning Aspens. Shockingly she immediately accepted. (Flatlanders are so easy to please.)
A quick rum to the store secured the necessary ingredients to prepare a nice salad, manicotti shells to stuff with ricotta, parmesan and Romano cheeses, Italian sausage, (mild, I don't want to be burping all night) and ground beef for the sauce, a freshly baked loaf of Italian bread and the makings for a luxurious desert of Bananas Foster.
Most everything is already prepared, the shells are stuffed, sauce has been simmering for a couple hours, bread is in the oven waiting to be warmed and a bottle of wine for her is open and breathing. (I'm already testing the scotch... can never be too careful.)
Since she won't be here until 6:30 to 7:30 Mountain Time my luck in the sale should already be known but however it ends I will have given it my best shot.
There is one thing I'm starting to second guess myself over though... I wonder if I should have gotten a dessert that involved a can of whipped cream?
Good luck everyone... hope you all get your first choice.
Jack
yeppers what ever works! but that's how I got out of the VVW sale with my #1 pic in about 5 min
good thing to I was on my lunch break I thought I was going to have to take the rest of the night off of work but it turned out that I wasn't even late coming backI know you rocked that sale! You got in and out before the BIG stall out!
Pulled a sneaky today... and I'm so proud of myself!
Having long held to the theory that, if you're fighting fair you need to change your tactics, I changed my plans for my social engagement this evening.
Knowing that I would be pitted against Reo buying veterans and thus at a severe disadvantage I started to question my plan of monitoring the site while at the restaurant with my iPhone. That would pretty much be akin to taking a Q-Tip to a gunfight, not an optimal situation. Instead I put Plan B into operation.
Earlier this morning I phoned my dinner companion and floated the idea that perhaps she would like to drive up into the mountains for a home cooked Italian dinner. I sweetened the offer with the suggestion that prior to dinner we could sit on the pasture deck enjoy a glass of wine, (scotch for me, I don't drink squashed grapes), gaze at the grazing horses and absorb the beauty of the color turning Aspens. Shockingly she immediately accepted. (Flatlanders are so easy to please.)
A quick rum to the store secured the necessary ingredients to prepare a nice salad, manicotti shells to stuff with ricotta, parmesan and Romano cheeses, Italian sausage, (mild, I don't want to be burping all night) and ground beef for the sauce, a freshly baked loaf of Italian bread and the makings for a luxurious desert of Bananas Foster.
Most everything is already prepared, the shells are stuffed, sauce has been simmering for a couple hours, bread is in the oven waiting to be warmed and a bottle of wine for her is open and breathing. (I'm already testing the scotch... can never be too careful.)
Since she won't be here until 6:30 to 7:30 Mountain Time my luck in the sale should already be known but however it ends I will have given it my best shot.
There is one thing I'm starting to second guess myself over though... I wonder if I should have gotten a dessert that involved a can of whipped cream?
Good luck everyone... hope you all get your first choice.
Jack
Just couldn't wait, could ya?
Good luck, Jack....on all fronts tonight