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19 January 1999


4:38 PM: Ow. This is the problem with three-day weekends, I get too enthusiastically nocturnal. That plus the usual poor urge control. I started re-reading the Cyteen trilogy by C.J.Cherryh last night at about ... well, at about early this morning, really, and got a bad case of the what-next?s. Closed the cover on the second book today at about 1 PM and thought, "Oh. Work."

Ow. "This periodic restful activity typically brings a sense of restoration and health."

Super State of the Union in an hour and change! Woo! Feel the excitement in the air here today, Dave. I wonder if today's Snack! of mixed nuts is a comment. Could be about us, too, though, we're a sullen bunch.

6ish: Live notes!

Uh oh, Republican response! Er, not that I'm partisan or anything. I could be, but it would be wrong.


9:24: A tangential note: Boomers around the world, we have heard your Sea Monkey story already. On the day that you had your first kiss, bought your first car, when your parent[s] died and your first child was born, your long-awaited package of Sea Monkeys came in the mail, and they turned out to be just brine shrimp and you were all disappointed and stuff. I know. You know. My neighbor's dog knows. Think of something else. Mmmmkay? Thanks.

And hey, you, kettle! Lookin pretty black today!




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

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