In a message dated 8/25/01 8:08:33 AM Pacific Daylight Time, Roadgiant@cs.com writes:
> I'll bring a check on Sunday to 5 piers...
> Me too, JH
A fellow was walking at sunset lost in contemplation. He wandered on to the old pier and was absent mindedly counting the spaces between the boards when before he knew it he had walked himself over the edge and tumbled into the surf.
Moral: When you're out of slits, you're out of pier.