Friday, September 08, 2006


Just waiting around for the Friday trash pick-up (and dump drop-off) of the Bush-Cheney garbage cans.

These last Fridays before the November elections are sure to be stuffed with goodies.

If I lived at the beach, I'd be walking on the sand and throwing a frisbee with the dog about now. If I had a dog.

Instead, I'm schpotzeering around the internet, watering the ficus and sweeping up dropped leaves. [What is it with ficuses, anyway? You look at them wrong, and it's "It's not my fault, I didn't do anything!" ..oh, wait, no, it's Max's computer that says that...]

The idea promises more than the execution delivers, but still a compelling idea, don't you think?

[I'd love to see it in person.]

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