Time Zone Differences are a Bitch
So here is a nice little exchange I had with my older brother Terry yesterday. You see, I had asked him for the clothing sizes of his three beautiful daughters before I left.
No reply.
Then I sent a message when I got here.
No reply.
Now, keep in mind I am 14 timezones ahead of him. That means that 6 P.M. here in Thailand is 4 A.M. in New Mexico (NM). Here's the exchanges:
Oh yeah. One more thing - this was an exchange via SMS (text messaging)...
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**Mar 9, 2006 16:46 (02:46 NM time)**
To: Terry
"Did you get the my earlier message about needing clothing sizes? You would not believe how cheap silk is."
**Mar 9, 2006 16:56:36 (02:56 NM time)**
To: Rich
"Sorry, I did, then forgot. I'll them this afternoon."
**Mar 9, 2006 21:36 (07:36 NM time)**
To: Terry
"Aimee suggested I go the jewelry route. There are some obvious advantages to that, as it isn't something they outgrow. Additionally, it is kept and treasured. The problem there is I don't know how tom-boyish the three sources of your gray hair (and my infinite delight) are."
** Mar 9, 2006 22:07 (08:07 NM time)**
To: Rich
"Jewery sounds fine. My girls are fairly tom-ish, but they do like jewery, and will wear the occasional dress."
[Ed note: Terry, turn up your spell check. I am in Thailand, not Isreal :-P]
** Mar 9, 2006 22:17 (08:17 NM time)**
To: Terry
"Thanks much. I'll see what can't be found.
Damn - you're up early!"
** Mar 9, 2006 22:21 (08:21 NM time)**
To: Rich
"It's 8:20 AM here, it was early when you paged me this morning (3:00 AM)!"
** Mar 9, 2006 22:22 (08:22 NM time)**
To: Terry
"...Evil laughter...."

