An Humorous Remark
1 February 2001
7:12 PM: Went with Lana and Saul and a whole lot of other people, many of whom were kind of cute but a little, how can one say, Unworldly, to see They Might Be Giants last night. They were fantastic of course. They do need their own word. Blantibular! Tembangarastic! Who else can do a song about James K. Polk? Who else should? No one! Leave Them Alone! (Mysteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerious whisPERS! Mysteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerious whisPERS!)
In other news, our old stepdad jumped ship here at the office. He swears that he wasn't fighting with the new stepdad. We don't really care. Oh, look dear, the rich people have different faces now, isn't that interesting? Feh.
It's really hard to think about anything for more than ... a half hour or so. I am pretty sure that this has not always been so. It's disturbing.
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
All names are fake, most places are real, the author is definitely unreliable but it's all in good fun. Yep.
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