Why? Birds go on singing, screaming, screaching, squeeking, squalking, crying, hooting, grunting and shitting on my head, no matter what I say to them or the Universe. We're all just talking to ourselves. DID YOU HEAR WHAT I SAID??? Mike Geary whose computer is still down and is depending on the kindness of strangers just to talk to himself. On Fri, May 11, 2012 at 12:50 AM, Adriano Palma <Palma@xxxxxxxxxx> wrote: > one of the very good ideas around, in literary circles is to speak some > languages, and read them, and write them. > it helps. > in this age of idiocy even googleTRANS help (the Berlitz school of the > 21st century...) > > Please find our Email Disclaimer here-->: * > http://www.ukzn.ac.za/disclaimer* >