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| 2001/12/25 | |
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Merry Christmas For those that celebrate this day, religiously or not, I hope that you are able to spend it surrounded by those you love and those who love you. May the season bring the best out of us all.  Santa said he wanted a young blonde, a case of beer, and two weeks in Acapulco. | |
| 2001/12/22 | |
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I work with lawyers Please accept with no obligation, implied or implicit my best wishes for an environmentally conscious, socially responsible, low stress, non-addictive, gender neutral, celebration of the winter solstice holiday, practiced within the most enjoyable traditions of the religious persuasion of your choice, or secular practices of your choice, with respect for the religious/secular persuasions and/or traditions of others, or their choice not to practice religious or secular traditions at all... and a fiscally successful, personally fulfilling, and medically uncomplicated recognition of the onset of the generally accepted calendar year 2002, but not without due respect for the calendars of choice of other cultures whose contributions to society have helped make America great, (not to imply that America is necessarily greater than any other country or is the only "AMERICA" in the western hemisphere), and without regard to the race, creed, color, age, physical ability, religious faith, choice of computer platform, or sexual preference of the wishee. By accepting this greeting, you are accepting these terms. This greeting is subject to clarification or withdrawal. It is freely transferable with no alteration to the original greeting. It implies no promise by the wisher to actually implement any of the wishes for himself or others, and is void where taxed or prohibited by law, and is revocable at the sole discretion of the wisher. This wish is warranted to perform as expected within the usual application of good tidings for a period of one year, or until the issuance of a subsequent holiday greeting, whichever comes first, and warranty is limited to replacement of this wish or issuance of a new wish at the sole discretion of the wisher. Source: Anonymously from the Internet | |
| 2001/12/21 | |
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Leaving on a jet plane I was supposed to fly home today. For the past few weeks, I'd been planning my time around the fact that the flight was around 6 p.m. So, last night, I stayed up till 3 a.m. backing up my laptop to CDs so that I could send it in for repair (the DVD drive is hosed). At 3:30, I finish the rest of my packing (the shoulder bag) and yank out the tickets. There, on the front, it says CO 4064, Newark to Ottawa, 930A. 9:30. 9:30 a.m. It's now 3:30 a.m. The recommended lead time is 3 hours for international flights, sure to be worse for being the Friday before Christmas. It takes an hour or so to travel to the airport (less if I wanted to front up cash for a cab). I quickly wrap up, grab a shower and run out the door. No sleep. Running on empty. Empty enough to leave sentence fragments all over this story. Got to the airport in time and... I really don't know what people are thinking. Who, in their right mind, would show up one hour before a flight on what is likeliest the busiest travel day before Christmas, with the exception of the day before Thanksgiving? Airports are a great place to see the true personalities of people come out, I think. If it were easier for me and not likely to get me arrested, I'd probably do it more just for the entertainment value in people watching. The way people harass the counter staff and the gate staff... I'll bet they wouldn't put up with it if their customers did that to them, so it really baffles me when they seem to think that it's okay to do that to the people at the airports. Anyway, I'd given myself a 3 hour buffer, just to be safe and so I was relaxed and coasting the whole time. Until I got to the waiting area, where I promptly fell asleep (after checking out this one rather attractive passenger). I woke up barely in time to get on the plane. Once seated on the plane, I was out again. Didn't see the security procedures, didn't see the plane taxi away from the gate, didn't feel the take off. In fact, I didn't feel anything until someone's bag thumped me on their way off the plane. So I'm home, with a 6 hour nap behind me. It's Christmas. I have to do shopping for my family, still. Bring it on. | |
| 2001/12/20 | |
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Everyone's favourite topic... Breasts: http://www.ananova.com/news/story/sm_475595.html Courtesy of quiddity. | |
| 2001/12/16 | |
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Too much food What a wonderful weekend. Probably one of the best I've had in long while, mostly because I actually got off my ass and did stuff, rather than sleep in and watch football. An old college friend of mine, Sean, and his wife, Dina, came down to visit for the weekend. They stayed with another old college pal, Nate, and his wife, Mickelle, but I met up with them Saturday and Sunday for meals and general mayhem. Lots of old stories, lots of good food, first at Lemongrass Grill and then at Little Carmine's. The latter tastes just as good on reruns as it did the first time around. Anyway, I missed out on grabbing Nate in the picture, but here's the only picture I grabbled. Please forgive the graininess. I'm still getting used to the digital camera.  (back row, l-r) Dina, Sean, Mickelle (front) Castor, an honest to God beaver | |
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Why guys shouldn't be allowed to wrap presents...  By the by, for those that have asked, here are some pictures of my cats. The dark grey tabby is Hack (he's a cute little brute) and the grey and peach calico is Velvet (as in the glove around the iron fist).  Velvet, sniffing out the weird paper beast, with Hack lounging in the background Velvet and Hack, lounging about | |
| 2001/12/13 | |
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That's not a cat! That's a whale with fur and prosthetic legs! This isn't me, but someone I know got it:  This, on the other hand, is me:  Take the What Cat Are You? test by  webkin!Love me. You know you wanna. | |
| 2001/12/10 | |
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Le Box d'X Sometimes, life is unfair, and sometimes, it drops a box of goodies in your lap. In this case, I was at a company holiday party on Friday, which was very enjoyable on many levels. One of those levels was winning an X-Box. That rocked, so hard, even if it meant that I was lugging around a big paper box for the rest of the night. Lugging a box around might not sound like much, but think of this: 1. I don't have a car. I take public transit to get home. 2. Public transit involves taking a train through a tunnel under the Hudson River at 4 a.m. 3. Public transit also means taking the train back to Manhattan at 5 a.m. after realising that my keys were at the office. 4. Public transit changes flavours on the return trip since the buses begin running on a more regular schedule after 6 a.m. 5. I left the bar at 3 a.m., finished eating in Koreatown at 4 a.m., but didn't get to bed until 7 a.m. Let's just say that I've yet to regain the energy to actually plug the thing in, as I'm sure I'll have to fend off the cats and spray all the cables with foul tasting stuff to keep them from eating them... like they did to my cellphone's headset yesterday. | |
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"Sex Fiend" The circumstances that spawned this question might be best left untold -- though they'd make a great story -- but what is a "sex fiend"? I have my ideas, of course, but I'm a guy. Apparently, it could mean very different things, though so far the ones I've heard have been a lot milder than I imagined. Of course, the next question is, if you know that someone is a sex fiend, would you still date her? | |
| 2001/12/09 | |
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Finally! Believe it or not, I started this process of setting up a blog sometime back in August. That was four months ago. What held me back was procrastination on the redesign of the website that would have been required to make this work. Well, I've finally gotten around that little hurdle. There are still a lot of little tweaks needed, but I've got something going. It's a shame I didn't have anything set up when the World Trade Center was hit as I wrote a lot right around that time. I may post that up later. That's it for now, though. Enjoy! | |
