As much as he hated to admit it, Brother Practical Pig had been right about the house made of sticks; it hadn’t worked out all that well, and the big bad wolf hadn’t even been here yet. The brick concept did seem to have some merit. . . . . David, Sf.G.
Home Depot was expanding and trying to open new markets, particularly in Asia, and while trying to respect local customs and traditions, was having a little trouble in product mix and merchandise presentation. . . . David, Sf.G.
Nadir (pictured, (right) had been told on local TV that some important dignitary was going to be visiting and bringing major funding for agricultural projects. There seemed to be some confusion as to who was coming; some said the US Secretary of State, Hillary Clinton, others said Vladimir Putin, still others, Hugo Chavez. Nadir didn’t care, it could be Barack Obama or Lady Gaga; until there were boots on the ground and a check that could actually clear his bank, he was waiting . . . . David, Sf.G.
Chloe, Lucy, Ginger, and Twyla Sue were pretty sure that guys were watching too much reality television, especially the bachelor -type programs; it seemed as though all of the guys they had dated recently got all serious right from the get-go. The girls didn’t want to talk about the color of the future nursery, or trading in the Corvette for a minivan, they just wanted to have a good time and see if the chemistry was there. . . And if the reality show guys were bad, the speed dating guys were worse. . . . . David, Sf.G.
The hardworking and thrifty Indian Punjabi farmers had had a tough year, but they were careful not to waste anything, including the cow patties (usually used as fuel). When they heard that to get elected in America, the potential presidential candidates needed to expend considerable political capital, and when they learned just what that meant, they began offering this expensive commodity on eBay and soon had solved their cash crunch problems. . . . . David, Sf.G.
Nitin had recently gotten a new set of wheels, and while he could carry quite a load, he still couldn’t figure out where they hid the cupholders or how to plug in his MP3 player. . . . . . David, Sf.G.