Tammi's World

So here are a couple of things...

A friend (in college) had complained the nobody had done anything to celebrate his engagement. So, we found out that he was going out on Valentine's Day. Another friend had saved every newspaper for the whole school year. With those papers and some more that we found, we filled his room with paper, after warning his roommate away. The last person out of the room was throwing paper up to the top of the heap from the top bunk. We did some things at his front door, and he didn't realize the magnitude of what we had done until he knocked down the wall of cans we set up in the doorway...and he couldn't hear them hit the floor.

Another friend was a victim of my first fax/modem. He was a wholesale hardware distributor and I found out the name of one of his suppliers. I sent a series of faxes with their info on the first few and the last one that began with "We let you in on a great investment opportunity: The first shipment of 500 buffalo will be delivered to your front door Tuesday at 3:00 AM" He had faxes from kids doing 4-H projects, updates on the progress of the shipment (held up by floods, finally wiped out by floods - but he had his account debited anyway), and the author of the book "101 uses for a dead buffalo." That was how I know it was working because the "author" of the "book" said, "I see you're from Corpus Christi. An old childhood friend lived there. Do you happen to know him?" (He was our mutual Sunday School teacher who had grown up outside of Corpus Christi.) I found out later that they had gone to this friends house, and just happened to mention this author's name. They went through old HS yearbooks and everything trying to find out who he was. This guys whole office waited everyday for the newest fax to come in.