Thou Dost Not Save The Title Properly Either, Code of Satan
7 October 2000
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Thou Dost Not Save The Title Properly Either, Code of Satan
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Dost thou work? Or dost thou still suck?
Ah! Thou worketh! But Thou dost not add the time stamp. Thus, thou art still a lameass script.
So, A's lost. Can they hang on long enough to come back home? Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmaybeprobablynotbut hey.
Opinions vary about the book store idea. Eek! Don't ever hit the escape key in a textarea field, my free hint to you. Anyway. Some people have been raising some cogent points. As Amelia said in email,
"[J]ust let me point out that any business that involves being open to the public demands a fixed timetable that you have to show up for. I just don't see this as catering to your known interests."
Heh. Yes, well. Like the kid in the parking lot of the Stop'n'Shop said, "It's by choice, man." I could be on time if I wanted to. Really. Except for, you know, accidents.
Went to see The Green Bird last night. I'll find a review URL later, my cursor is dead again and I'm not gonna reboot until I go home. Oh!
12:27 AM: There. So, yes, Green Bird, very weird play, very weird production. Kabuki d'ellarte, not something you run into a lot. "But what are you?" "Young woman, I should think that was apparent! I am a giant stone head that likes to hear himself talk!" Fun.
New UC Theater schedule sucks. I mean, OK they're showing Nightmare Before Christmas which I've always wanted to see, but every film plays for a week. They're nothing but the Lumiere with a bigger screen and bad seats now. Don't they get it? What is it that keeps people from understanding the true value of things?
Go Yugo, Go Yugo, Go Yugo! Say it like a cheerleader. But no bouncing. Well, you, you can bounce. You over there, you just sit down.
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
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author is definitely
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