The thing is, living in Amsterdam really DOES make it easy to get laid whenever you want. If nothing else, the red light district is a legal, well-policed section of town...
L ---In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, <awoelflebater@...> wrote : ---In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, <authfriend@...> wrote : I may (or may not) get to the rest of this post of Barry's later, but I just can't resist highlighting this bit, because it gave me such a belly laugh: What have her *accomplishments* been in those 70+ years? It seems to me, based on what she has posted here and on other forums, that they consist of living in a tiny apartment above a garage in New Jersey "Above a garage" is most certainly not based on anything I have posted to FFL or on any other forum. It's something Barry made up in his own disturbed mind. I don't live above a garage, I live on the second floor of a two-story building composed of 24 condo units, all one-bedroom, smallish but hardly "tiny." My unit is at one end, the prime location in the building, with a view of the ocean (the building is a block from the beach). For now, I'll simply point out that the rest of Barry's "bio" of me isn't any more accurate than his description of my home. Poor Bawwy has this incessant need to make everyone else's lives seem so mundane, so insignificant, so paltry while at the same time elevating his own to the status of erudite globe-trotter with an independence of spirit and outlook that would put us all to shame. Now Judy, settle back in your hovel above that garage in stinky New Jersey and weep while you envy Bawwy for all his great fortune and wealth and popularity as he fights off the women for his attention. He is such a legend in his own mind.
