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Wednesday, June 29
Wait, What About bin Laden?
Oh, look, President Bush gave another speech. I'm not sure which is scarier, though. That he's intentionally trying to redirect criticism of his failure to find weapons of mass destruction or set a timetable for troop withdrawals in Iraq, or that he actually *believes* that Iraq was directly involved with 9/11 and our occupation of Iraq is protecting us from bin Laden. I mean, when your only defense against polls showing growing disapproval of the Iraq war is to invoke 9/11 *five* times and make repeated statements implying that, as a White House spokesman put it, we're fighting " the enemy abroad, so we don't have to fight them here at home," there's a disconnect somewhere.
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Tuesday, June 28
Dating Myself
Show of hands, who remembers Trapper Keepers? I don't know why I thought of them today, but I remember the one I had in grade school (back when neon pink was cool - not that my Trapper Keeper had neon pink on-, okay, you caught me! It was black with neon pink edging. There, are you happy?). Those of you born after 1990 are going to have no idea what I'm talking about.
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The Three Commandments
The Supreme Court muddied the waters of the Ten Commandments debate this week, ruling in two different ways in separate cases. Justice Breyer was the swing vote in each case, and I've read his opinion in each case and they seems to make sense (I'm not in the rabid "remove all religion from public" camp, despite what people might think). The World-Herald today, though, had both an editorial and a commentary by George F. Will that annoyed me. ( Continue . . .)
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Monday, June 27
Weekend Update
I was a positive whirlwind of activity this weekend (at least in comparison to a normal weekend). After two days of studying air conditioners online, I ordered a window air conditioner from Best Buy on Friday night (they were having a sale, and it turns out you can not only check whether an item is in stock at a specific store online, but you can go ahead and pay for it and reserve it online as well, then take the e-mail receipt to the store and pick it up). I saved $40 on a $180 unit, which isn't bad. I have central air in my house, but I didn't really see any point in running it when I spend 80% of my time in my bedroom (between sleeping and being on the computer and spying on my neigh-, er, nevermind), so I think it will actually be more efficient for me to run a window unit and cool one room than to run the central air for the entire house. On Saturday I ran to the Best Buy at Village Pointe (the only store in town that still had those in stock) and picked it up, then spent $20 on more greeting cards (gah!) at Wild Oates. I met Jamie at the Village Pointe theater for a showing of "Land of the Dead" (which was okay; not that memorable or scary, but decent entertainment). Before the movie started, while waiting for Jamie in front of the theater, I (a) witnessed what may have been a "dine-and-dash" (involving a woman who came out of a restaurant, leaned in the window of an SUV, said "Do you have the credit card?" and then said "Screw it, let's go" and jumped in the vehicle), although it's possible I misinterpreted and (b) made friends with a 6-year-old who came out of the theater on her own and just started talking to me (little girls like me for some reason, whether because I've spent too much time with Lane or because I have some sort of parental aura, I don't know; it doesn't happen with boys, though). Eventually the girl's mother came out of the theater, frantic and unhappy, and gave me an evil eye before pulling the little girl away and lecturing her about "leaving without me." I was a little miffed about the suspicion (considering I was keeping an eye on the girl and keeping her out of trouble), but in retrospect the mother didn't know anything about me, so her reaction was probably warranted. On Sunday I installed my new air conditioner (which involved pulling off the storm window, which I'm sure hadn't been removed in decades and which I'd just resealed with caulking about a month ago, all of which I'm sure amused the group of 70-year-old ladies who were meeting on the back porch of my neighbor's house). Considering I'd never installed one before, it went surprisingly well (although I did have to MacGyver a slightly better support system using some bricks from the old forge in my basement because my window sill was too narrow). Then I mowed my lawn for the first time in almost 3 weeks (I got another brand new mower on Friday because I managed to break my previous new one - thanks again to Scott for going out of his way in taking the old one back and finding me a new one). Then I popped over to Scott and Lisa's for a quick visit to drop off a book for Lane and see the twins (which worked out well for Lisa because then she could just hand me one of the twins to entertain while she fed the other one). Then Jennifer and I had a late supper before being accosted by a woman in the parking lot asking for assistance. I'm the biggest sucker for cases like this (because of my need to help people), but I've learned not to give out money. Instead, she said it would be okay if I just gave her a ride to Lincoln (um, yeah, not happening). Eventually she settled for a ride to an address over by Creighton, which I suppose was better than nothing. I know, I know, no giving rides to strangers (I lecture my female friends about this). At 2 a.m. I realized I hadn't filled out some paperwork that was due on Monday morning, so I had to make a trip to the Firm. Boy was the guard surprised to see me. Sometimes I wonder what those guys do there when no one is around. How was your weekend?
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Sunday, June 26
Two-dimensional Characterization
A link borrowed from Cris's blog took me to a Flash-based South Park character designer. Just out of boredom I designed myself. Then, because I was still bored, I designed my siblings. Then because I was (you guessed it) *still* bored, I designed Lane's family. Then I decided I was bored with the program. But feel free to design your own portraits. I'm curious to see what other people come up with. The one Cris has on his blog is actually a really good render of him.
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Friday, June 24
The Politics of Incentives
The lead editorial in the World-Herald today is about the " brain drain" of rural Nebraska and a Prozac-induced "gee, maybe it will go away" conclusion that it's not that bad, based on one poll that shows some people do move back to rural areas. Eventually. I was born and raised in a rural town (population 800 and shrinking), and as one of the statistics involved in the rural-to-urban movement, here's my take: the problem is only going to get worse. ( Continue . . .)
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Keeping the Fans Happy
Continuing my rant about what qualifies as news and what doesn't . . . Today the World-Herald ran a front-page article about whether the players in the College World Series are wearing curved- or flat-billed baseball caps. My god, stop the presses! This is definitely important enough for the front page! But I guess the World-Herald wants something about the CWS on the front page every day to give out-of-town visitors a reason to buy it. Even if it's meaningless fluff.
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Thursday, June 23
The Soundtrack of Life
I have now officially spent $150 on iTunes. Need proof? Here's my Purchased Music folder, showing the last 30 or so songs I've bought (and only 12 of those are Sarah songs!). It's your big chance to peek into my secret listening habits. Enjoy it. You might notice that I tend to buy different versions of the same song. I'm odd that way. New music recommendations: Colin Hay - Overkill (Acoustic) - I encountered this on an episode of Scrubs (where the singer had a bit part as a troubadour who followed the main character around playing this song) and liked it enough to track it down; not being a "Men at Work" fan, I hadn't heard it before Garbage - Bleed Like Me - I wrote the lyrics down on a gas station receipt while in the drive-through at Taco Bell so I could find it later, only to discover it was by Garbage Courtney Jaye - Can't Behave - Again with the trying to write down lyrics while driving. Not safe, I know. Cute song, though. Rachael Yamagata - Worn Me Down - My new girl (well, of the moment, anyway). Found in the "Related Artists" link from Courtney Jaye on iTunes. Since, in Lisa's words, about 70% of my music collection is made up of angsty women, Rachael fits right in. The radio version is good, but for the full-on bitterly beautiful experience, you need the live acoustic version. Trust me. The Mazzy Star and Crystal Method tracks were impulse purchases, but they're both good, too.
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Tuesday, June 21
Dark Side Karma
I had posted this picture and a short post making a smart-ass comment a couple of days ago before I thought it over and decided making fun of homeless vets just isn't cool. Then I found out that the photo is doctored. So now I can post and make fun of the real image. Did you know Vader spoke Spanish?
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Sunday, June 19
Happy Father's Day, Pt. II
And now the grand unveiling of the "secret project" mentioned earlier in the week. Although not originally intended as a Father's Day present (I just happened to use it as a deadline to motivate myself to finish it), I mailed copies of the 45-page photojournal of my grandfather's WWII experiences to him (and his kids) earlier this week. It actually took me over a year to finish, although within that year I only actually worked on it for 40 hours or so; that's not a very good ratio, I know. The journal itself (in PDF format), the backstory behind how I came to write it and a collection of enlarged pictures taken by my grandfather between 1944 and 1946 now proudly reside within my Projects section. Let me know what you think. The color prints came out slick; I'm very happy with the printing quality and the end result, even if it was a bit expensive. I figure the rest of the family can print their own copies from the PDF if they really want one. :) I've had three different people comment on how much I look like my grandfather when he was my age, which I find slightly amusing since the resemblance between him and a different branch of the family tree (particularly my uncle Tom and one of his sons, my cousin Nathan) is so scary as to be unnerving. In any case, Happy Father's Day, grandpa. :)
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Happy Father's Day, Pt. I
A big Happy Father's Day to my dad. :)
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Saturday, June 18
Castles in the Sky
Although 10 minutes late (due to a slight miscalculation on my part; whoops), Lane and I took in an afternoon showing of " Howl's Moving Castle," the latest animated film from Hayao Miyazaki (whom I have little doubt sounds unfamiliar). As a person who lists " Spirited Away" as one of his top 5 favorite movies, I'm a big fan of Miyazaki's (who is something like the Japanese equivalent of Walt Disney; he's been making animated films for 40 years and won an Oscar for "Spirited Away"). One of the reasons I enjoy his films (aside from the great cinematography) is that his plots usually have as the protagonist a young (and usually female) character who discovers, after an introduction showing her as indecisive or otherwise unsure, an inner strength through some great movie-long test and becomes a strong, confident woman by the end, which is a great role model for young girls. This movie was no exception, with a young girl as the hero who sets out to remove a curse that has turned her into a 90-year-old woman; forced from her comfortable and subordinate role, she must solve challenge after challenge until by the end of the film all of the other characters are looking to her as the leader. I particularly enjoyed this film for its mix of science fiction and fantasy (the backdrop of a war between two nations takes place not only between warring factions of wizards, but also between engine-driven air ships and soldiers armed with WWI-era rifles, almost setting it in the " steampunk" genre which I enjoy so much). I was disappointed at the lack of promotion for the film; I only knew it was playing because I specifically looked at the AMC 24's playlist on Friday while looking for something Lane and I could see (and even then I didn't recognize it as a Miyazaki film; I was curious about the fact that I'd never heard of it and looked it up on Yahoo). It is showing on only one screen in the entire Omaha area and got absolutely no advertisement. As I understand it, Disney is the American distributor, and they dropped the ball on this one. But if you get a chance, go see it.
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Thursday, June 16
Birthdays, Birthdays, Everywhere
Happy Birthday (or the Aussie equivalent) to Mull. :) Labels: birthdays
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Tuesday, June 14
Weekend Update
Things in the sphere of my consciousness this weekend: - Saturday I spent most of the day working on a project I'll unveil next weekend. No hints.
- Sunday I enjoyed Laura's pre-birthday with four of her closest friends (and we let Laura come, too) at the Liberty Tavern downtown. Much fun was had.
- My brother called me on Saturday evening to ask a question about a person who had contacted him regarding buying his motorcycle. I didn't get around to reading the e-mail he forwarded me until Sunday afternoon, at which point I frantically responded to the e-mail, called his cell phone and called my parents to make sure he hadn't wired any money to anyone. Turns out he got a scam letter, which basically works like this: The "woman" who contacted him (who wrote in poor English and gave no address or other personal info) wanted to send him a cashier's check for $3,800 more than the price of the bike, with instructions for Jeff to wire the excess funds to the "shipper" of the buyer's choice. Having heard of this before, I recognized it right off as a scam; the cashier's check is a fake, which takes the bank 5-7 days to catch, but by then Jeff has already wired $3,800 of his own money to a third party in league with the buyer (perhaps even the same person), who doesn't care about the bike and vanishes without a trace. Word of advice to everyone buying and selling on the Internet: insist on the correct payment, make sure funds clear before sending any item (even if it's a "certified" or "guaranteed" check) and be suspicious of any story that sounds strange. There was no reason the "buyer" in my brother's case couldn't have had ordered two cashier's checks and sent one to Jeff and one to the shipper. That she would "trust" him with an extra $3,800 is very shady. (Luckily my family was suspicious enough to ask me. ;) That's twice now that I've saved the family from scams in the last 5 months, mom.)
- I've discovered that I have odd mutant physiology that causes bruises to appear a week after the injury. I freaked out this morning while I was combing my hair and caught a glimpse of this in the mirror. What the hell?
- Michael Jackson was found- oh, who the hell cares?! Was it really important enough to break into the middle of my stunning rendition of Peter, Paul and Mary's "Leaving on a Jet Plane" to inform me of the "breaking news story"? God, people, is America really that starved for anything resembling gossip on people who are, at this point, famous for being famous?
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Happy Birthday!
Everyone wish Laura a happy 29th birthday. :) Labels: birthdays
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Friday, June 10
Confessions of a Star Wars Geek, Pt. II
I traveled to my parents' house about a month ago to set up a new computer, and on my way back I happened to stop in Kearney for gas. At said gas station, I encountered the coolest Star Wars promotional item *ever.* In fact, I believe I actually stopped in the doorway when I walked in and just stared at it for several seconds, until the person behind me politely coughed and I ignored them and stared at it some more. Upon returning to Omaha, I immediately searched for them on eBay, where I discovered, to my delight, that there were several available, and after a week of convincing myself I actually needed one and watching for a good deal, I actually bought my own R2 unit (shown here in my kitchen with one very enthused Lane as scale). A promotional item from Pepsi, it's actually a very large cooler (for holding drinks on ice) with the trappings of R2 on the outside (including somewhat flimsy plastic legs; luckily the wheels are on the bottom of the cooler itself). It's supposed to be life-sized; it stands about four feet tall, so I think it's pretty close. I'm a little unhappy with the seller, who did an entirely unsatisfactory job of shipping it (she simply put it in a large box and wrapped it entirely in tape; no cushioning, no bubble wrap, nothing). The legs ended up cracking in a couple of places, and the top of the dome got a little scuffed, but I'm not unhappy enough to pay the $60 in shipping it would cost me to ship it back. R2 is currently nestled in my breakfast nook, where he is commonly greeted with such phrases as "What is *that*?" (he loves you too, Linde). Eventually (when I start entertaining groups of guests) I'll probably actually use him as a drink cooler, but for now he just looks cool. And sometimes I whistle R2 sounds when I walk through my kitchen (Lane says they're pretty good; Lisa says they're annoying as hell). So I may not dress up in costume to go to Star Wars movies, but I have an R2 unit, so there. :P P.S. - If you want one, here you go. I've also seen them at a couple of the local Wal-Marts and Lane says a gas station a couple blocks from her house has one.
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Confessions of a Star Wars Geek, Pt. I
My belated review of Episode III (don't click if you haven't seen it).
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Thursday, June 9
Mechanical Engineering
Courtesy of Lane, an addictive little program for building roving little constructs.
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Wednesday, June 8
Twins Update
Alec was sleeping when I visited, but Kyle was awake and entertaining. Big sister is excited that they're staying in her room. She's also excited that she talked her parents into a copy of "Age of Mythology" (she's looking forward to crushing me in online competition . . .). Addendum: Lisa sent me this one today. Labels: twins
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Tuesday, June 7
It's a Battlemech!
Holy cow.
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Road Rash
Stay with me here, sunshine. That horrible grinding sound you're hearing, reminiscent of fiberglass being shredded by concrete? Yeah, that's an auditory clue that you've pulled forward far enough. Good job, sport.
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Lions and Penguins and People With Similar DNA, Oh My!
I had company over the weekend, in the form of one maternal aunt and one sibling. We went to a movie on Thursday night, spent most of the day on Friday at the zoo and went to three malls and a Kohl's (evil, evil Kohl's) on Friday afternoon and Saturday. We also met one of my cousins and her fiance for supper on Friday night. I only took pictures at the zoo (what with the whole "me and the security guard" incident last time I took my camera to a mall), which I'm sure suits Linde just fine. We went in the north entrance at the zoo instead of the main gate, where, while waiting for people to return from the restroom, I amused myself with the talking fiberglass trashcan in the shape of a hippo (picture a deep, booming voice coming from a tinny speaker talking to a four-year-old; "If you find trash, pick it up and put it in my mouth!"). This being, of course, near the "small mammals" area, where, despite not being mammals, the peacocks were in full bloom. Linde found herself unimpressed with the prairie dogs (despite both being mammals). The new orangutan exhibit was, to be honest, rather dull (granted they have to hype something new every year to get people to go, but maybe next year they could hype frozen lemonade instead; "Come see the new Concession Stand Alley!"). I kind of drifted in a lazy elliptical orbit around the rest of my party (now including my cousin Tabitha, who shattered my eardrum with an enthusiastic-bordering-on-irritated "Where are you?!" when she called my phone because my sister wasn't answering hers) until we reached the Kingdoms of the Night exhibit, which remains my favorite. I have this thing for caves. Maybe it's because there's no sunlight there, I dunno. I tried using the time lapse to actually capture images, but of the 10 I took, only three turned out. I need a tripod and a better camera. From there we traveled to the aquarium, where there was a curious collection of mammals within the tanks, either feeding penguins or avoiding sharks. The most entertaining part of the aquarium, however, was at the entrance, where a group of parents was tasked with explaining the concept of "threesomes" to their children due to an impromptu display by the avian residents (I think "they're just playing" was the most popular explanation). On to the jungle, with its plethora of sights and sounds (and, particularly for my aunt, smells), where my visitors lined up for photos, both knowingly and unknowingly (and even collaboratively). They departed on Saturday afternoon to pick up my cousin Spencer from a football camp in Lincoln (the real reason for the visit, although I'm pretending that they drove all the way down just to see me; it makes me feel loved).
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Pins and Needles
Things to do on a Monday: Let a nurse dig around your arm for a vein until she punctures it badly enough it begins to bruise and swell (so much for trying to give blood today; now I have to wait three months to donate again). Spend 45 minutes devising a work-around that saves the department a day of work (yay for thinking outside the box). Write a letter to the jury commission at your boss's insistence seeking a postponement because you tempted fate by mentioning on Friday night that you'd never been picked for jury duty and would like to do it someday, setting in motion the wheels of fate that propelled a jury summons into your mailbox on Saturday. Make a peach smoothie.
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Saturday, June 4
Rhythm of the Rain
I had company over the last two days (an aunt and my older-younger sister), but I haven't pulled the pictures off the camera yet, so I'll update that later. Today I mowed my lawn, cleaned out my gutters (thanks to my kind neighbors who loaned me a ladder long enough to reach them; I need to get my own) and met one of my other neighbors for the first time; ironically, it turns out she went to the same college I did (at the same time) and knew some of the same people I did (we didn't know each other but we knew people in common). Small world. Then, for the first time, on a lark, I took off all of my water-unresistant items (my wallet, watch, etc.), went outside during the downpour, and just sat in the rain for 10 minutes. Nothing else, just sat on my front step and felt the rhythm of the rain on my face, and smiled.
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Thursday, June 2
A Quarter for Your Thoughts
The governor picked the design for the Nebraska quarter yesterday, ending what passes for suspense in the state. I wasn't really following the proceedings that closely (to be honest I really didn't care), but I do think some people blew it out of proportion. There were some acrimonious comments from the camp championing the Standing Bear design (which I happened to like better than Chimney Rock), to the effect of "the governor insulted the Civil Rights movement by choosing an eroding rock over a great symbol of freedom," which borders on pouting. Personally, I'd rather the governor had held some kind of contest to pick the quarter (the way Kansas did), although I imagine the results would have been the same. The Chimney Rock design was the public favorite. I thought the Unicameral design was pointless (and I'm not entirely certain why we should be proud of having a one-house government; it's not like it's an evolutionary step above the two-house system). The Standing Bear design was impressive, but when 3/4 of the people in the state issuing the quarter don't know what the design represents, good luck using it to represent the state to other people. At least we didn't get corn.
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Phonetic Fun
The 78th Annual Spelling Bee ended today, which briefly reminded me of my spelling bee adventures in grade school. In what probably should have been a sign that I was more adept at language than mathematics (and should probably thus have saved me a year of Calculus and Organic Chemistry classes in college), I won the local spelling bee and placed (correct me if I'm wrong, mom) 15th in the State spelling bee when I was an eighth grader. It was a big deal in the family because it was televised on Nebraska Public Television. I threw up in the bathroom after I went out. And just for the record, I still hate the word "chauffeur."
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Parenting 101
< rant > As a general opening disclaimer, I admit that, not being a parent myself, I have little legal or traditional ground upon which to stand when commenting on the parenting of others. That being said, I think there is some degree of common sense that allows passers-by and observers to stop and say "What the hell is that person thinking?" And thus . . . I do most of my grocery shopping after work. It's convenient for me, the stores are largely empty and I'm not particularly afraid of being kidnapped. It's also a time when a colorful group of people emerge (especially on Friday and Saturday nights). But almost invariably I find myself annoyed at the oh-so-stellar parenting skills on display. Case in point, the woman tonight. I would fully understand a frantic expedition for cough syrup or somesuch for a sick child and I can understand the occasional need to bring said child to the store (in the case of single parents or parents working different shifts). I'm afraid I'm not particularly understanding of a leisurely 45-minute general shopping trip at 3 a.m. (I checked out at 3:07) with three children under 10 tagging along. I'm less impressed when you're short-tempered with said children, who are whining because they should have been in bed 6 hours ago. My enthusiasm diminishes even more when you check out in front of me and ring up cinnamon rolls, a case of Ramen, two cases of soda, Fruit Roll-Ups and a plethora of other prepackaged and unhealthy food but not one piece of fresh fruit (come on, peaches were on sale for 88 cents a pound!) or anything else healthy. And you just tip the scales when you argue with the clerk because you picked the wrong line (of the two open lines) and she won't sell you a pack of cigarettes. I know, it's a pointless rant. So I'll just say "poor kids." < /rant >
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Yin and Yang
A summary of the day, presented in balanced counterpose. I've never had any conflict with UPS before (they've always treated me well, except for the whole "trouble finding their distribution center to pick up a package the night before I left for my parents' for Christmas," which wasn't their fault), but, alas, all good things must come to an end. When I arrived home last night I found a small UPS sticker on my front door, announcing, so I imagined in my rain-fogged brain, that they had attempted a delivery and would return the next day (when I would be home). Unfortunately, what the note actually presented (a message promptly greeted with a cacophony of swearing) was a notation that the package had been left by my side door. The one time in my life UPS didn't require a signature was the one time it rained 4 inches after UPS dropped off the package. So I'm obviously not returning that box. Compounding said disgruntledness with irony is the fact that the box held my new dehumidifier (whose first task was to dehumidify the puddle on my basement floor from its own box). I chanced across an artist named Imogen Heap on iTunes a couple of nights ago (it's one woman). This is my favorite so far. Enjoy. I managed to contract a nasty piece of spyware on my computer that I'm still trying to remove. People need more constructive things to do than write malicious code. The twins are doing well and have middle names (Kyle Jean and Alec Leigh). Labels: twins
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