Mercy. 2 November 1998

I was all set to open this file up and start bitching left & right about trying to get dumb ol Sybase to connect from dumb ol PHP3 and whatnot. I was. But then, the next song starts on the CD player, and there's this little grunt sound, and instantly I know it's I'll Take You There by the Staple Singers. And you know, it's really hard to complain when you're pretending to be a bass guitar.

I am very pleased with my new green hair. Have I mentioned this? It's another new Fudge® brand color, "Mr. Green Jeans". Which of course has zero information content, so you have to just try it out and see. It turns out to be this nice turquoise-ish shade, a little darker than that. Since my hair's about 1/3 dark brown roots right now, that's just the kind of color I need. Dark enough to blend in, but still be clearly not-of-this-world out toward the bleached ends. Well, it will be until it washes out, anyway. Like Thursday. But for now!

Today's Lesson: You can't make good toast with inferior bread. And if you can't use it for toast, what's the point? Ergo, cheap bread isn't. Except for tuna sammiches. Oh damn. Well, Today's Half-Lesson then.

Op Tarts! for Snack! Someone understands my needs.

I am still annoyed about this stupid PHP stuff. But I guess that's what the Today that hasn't started yet is for.

Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.

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