Posts from August 2000
Kathy’s Song
Kathy’s Song – Simon & Garfunkel
Party Detritus
Parties have a way of supplying me with a comical assortment of stuff. In addition to the cell phone AC power cord, I have also found one of Jorge’s oldest t-shirts, a blue Nike t-shirt, about $40 in cash, a bottle of Visine, an unopened (thankfully!) bottle of tequila, some 200 empty Budweiser bottles, 20
Running
I went on a delightful run tonight. It was crushingly hot and humid, but felt totally awesome. The last mile or so was deadly and my stomach was cramping, though. When I got home and my brain resumed processing, I realized that on Monday the only thing I ate was half an order of horrendous
American Express Blue
In which I get a new credit card
Missing PermaLinks
It really kills me that she can’t get her permalinks working the right way so I can never link to a single post, but haha – no, serious is apparently ga-ga over Elvis pens. I say we start a crusade to get her as many as possible.
Alcohol
Alcohol – Barenaked Ladies
Nympholepsy
The proper term is nympholepsy. And not for Swedish furniture, either, pal.
In Which He Finds An AC Adapter
I found an AC plug to a cellular phone in the guest room. If it’s yours and you ever want to see it again, send $2.8 million in nickels by tomorrow night. Or just call. Or eMail. Whatever.
Pearl Jam
I should note that I have listened to Pearl Jam’s Soldier of Love about 843 times in the last 12 hours.
In Which He Realizes Something He Had Forgotten
We played Taboo?!