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18 December 2000


6:26 PM: You know how some days you think, I should never have gotten out of bed? And some days, you almost never do get out of bed? And then some other days, a meteor falls to Earth and vaporizes you where you stand, leaving only a smoking hole in the ground and residual radiation from the impact? And how then, the very next day, those shoes that you ordered from the Internet finally show up, like a fat lot of good it's going to do you now that you're vapor? But at least you're out of bed now?

Here is how stupid I am. I am finding that my brain is spending much of Today obsessing over how to answer the question, "How are you?"

Meanwhile, hey guess what Today is! I'd almost forgotten, it's Electoral College Day! Bush won with 271 votes. One abstention by a Democrat of course, because "Democrat" is another word for "pathetic loser". No coverage, very quiet little affair. Let's all be friends now. As they say in my country, "Fuck that."

Today, I should not deal with any customer service representatives.





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

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