wednesday night / a site for sore eyes
choose one: a few recent posts; links to embarassing things; rss was for robots.

<< September 15, 2004 >>
there was a time

i am 37000 feet above somewhere. it's dark out, and i don't have a map. somehow i tricked phil into letting me get a direct, one-way flight home a day early. publicly, we will say that it's so i can get some work done tomorrow. privately, i will admit that i got kicked out of my hotel room for my top-popping, stump-dumping method of eating muffins this morning. either way, the fact that i could buy a ticket and within about two hours be on that flight without a single civil liberty violation occuring is pretty remarkable. maybe the terrorists haven't won, after all.

in honor of the final hour in the CBA, and the pending locking out of season ticket holders, here is a picture of a bear:

(hunting bears has no lyrics)
flying with congested sinuses is a lot more painful than i ever knew

they are showing some infomercial about vacationing in new york, and the guy from NYPD blue is hosting it. i keep waiting for meatwad to jump on his lap or something.

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