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<DIV><BR> A West Texas cowboy was herding his herd in a remote pasture
when suddenly a Brand new BMW advanced out of a dust cloud towards
him. The driver, a young man in a Brioni suit, Gucci shoes, Ray
Ban sunglasses and YSL tie,<BR>leans out the window and asks the
cowboy, "If I tell you exactly how many cows<BR>and calves you have in your
herd,will you give me a calf?"<BR> The cowboy looks at the
man, obviously a yuppie, then looks at his peacefully grazing herd and calmly
answers, "Sure, Why not?"<BR></DIV>
<DIV> The yuppie parks his car, whips out his Dell notebook
computer,<BR>connects it to his AT&T cell phone, and surfs to a
NASA page on the Internet, where he calls up a GPS satellite
navigation system to get an exact fix on his location which he then
feeds to another NASA satellite that scans the area in
an ultra-high-resolution photo. The young man then opens the digital
photo in Adobe Photoshop and exports it to an image processing
facility in Hamburg, Germany. Within seconds, he receives an email on
his Palm Pilot that the image has been processed and the data stored.
He then accesses a MS-SQL database<BR>through an ODBC connected excel
spreadsheet with email on his Blackberry and, after a<BR>few minutes,
receives a response. Finally, he prints out a full color,
150 page report on his Hi-tech,miniaturized HP Laser Jet printer and
finally turns to the cowboy and says, "You have exactly 1586 cows and
calves."<BR></DIV>
<DIV> "That's right. Well, I guess you can take one of my calves," says
the cowboy.<BR> He watches the young man select one of the animals and
looks on amused as the young man stuffs it into the trunk of his
car. Then the cowboy says to the young man, "Hey, if I can tell
you exactly what your business is, will you give me back my
calf?"<BR></DIV>
<DIV> The young man thinks about it for a second and then says, "Okay,
why not?"<BR></DIV>
<DIV> "You're a consultant for the National Republican Party." says
the<BR>cowboy.<BR> "Wow! That's correct," says the yuppie, "but how did
you guess that?"<BR> "No guessing required." answered the cowboy.
"You showed up here even though nobody called you; you want to get
paid for an answer I already knew, to a question I never asked.
You tried to show me how much smarter than me you are; and you
don't know a damn thing about cows........ Now give me back
my dog."<BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR></DIV></FONT></BODY></HTML>