Sometime this morning I dreamed that George W. Bush had been assassinated, that he was stealing all the glory from Kennedy, and that the country was being plunged into fascism in the ensuing chaos. It sucked. I woke up with the most intense neck cramp you can imagine. Time for some Tylenol.
Andrea probably cursed me while we were eating lunch in Mount Vernon. Jan, Amanda, and I were later than expected, so instead of eating at the Lincoln Cafe, we ate at the Big Creek Market. I was just finishing up a reasonable meal of spinach quiche and a garden salad when Andrea looked over and […]
Oops, I let my registration expire. There was a little trouble with Joker.com when I tried to renew my domain registration; apparently, they have started to secure some credit cards by requiring a faxed copy of the credit card. You don’t find this interesting fact out until it is apparently too late to cancel the […]
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