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Russian nesting dolls with
a twist. Mouseover each to see the reverse.
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Some people who post pictures from their digital
camera without changing the software-assigned
file name. These
can be found. It's interesting to see what
people will post. (This search tool creates a
random number and slaps it into a filename that
has the same structure used by different digital
cameras. Hit refresh to get new pics. Some may
be NSFW.)
I
forgot to mention something very important. Thanks to
Mary, I am now the proud owner of my very own glue gun.
<insert
evil laugh here>
a
<3:08
p.m.>
Godhelpme.
I just dunked my finger in a tub of chocolate frosting
and ate it. Just like that.
It's
a slippery slope. I just might start licking the butter.
It
is the Cruddiest Day Alive out there. I picked up Emma
and our little next-door neighbor from school. We walked
home. The wind was blowing so hard that it almost yanked
our umbrellas right out of our hands on several occasions.
We were drenched by sheets of rain. I am still feeling
windblown.
Chocolate
has never been so necessary.
a.
<tuesday
october 14, 2003 - 9:56 p.m.>
Observation:
yoga isn't much easier when you're doing it with three
days worth of turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce, cookies,
chocolates, pumpkin pie, cherry pie, whipped cream,
bacon bits, etc etc. lolling around your General Intestinal
Area.
The
list of consumables is actually MUCH longer, but I am
feeling a wave of nausea as I type this, and besides,
I want to preserve a little bit of pride and not reveal
what a glutton I can be. I inhaled everything that was
put in front of me then went back for seconds. No kidding.
It
was a lovely Thanksgiving weekend, made notably so by
the good company and the Epicurean talents of Mary T.
(BBQ work by Gary T.)
Hope
yours was equally nice.
We
got back earlier this evening. I had 177 emails in my
Inbox. (Why do people think I need a bigger pEn!s?)
More
news/photos to post in the coming day or two. We were
lucky to catch the height of the fall foliage on the
way down. Amazing stuff, the Canadian wilderness. :)
p.s.
Mark botched up the taping of this past Six Feet Under.
Can anyone mail us a VHS copy? Drop me a line and let
me know: helloquietfishATexcite.com.
I'm
going to bed.
a
<friday
october 9, 2003 - 12:41 p.m.>
If
you are what are what you eat, than I'm going to look
like (a) the picture at right or (b) a butter tart by
the time this weekend is over.
I'm
going to be occupado for the next few days. Too busy
eating. So my appearance here will be limited and scarce.
I've
had meetings and meetings, and my head is spinning with
work and the various lists of "things" that
I need to do or currently have going, and there is no
food in the house, and I need a coffee, and I have books
I want to read, and I'm tripping over piles of laundry.
I have no socks, nor does anyone else! Time to turn
this box off for awhile. Well, at least until Tuesday.
If
you are what are what you eat, than I'm going to look
like (a) the picture at right or (b) a butter tart by
the time this weekend is over.
Take
care, and enjoy your turkeys. :)
