Don't Read This
29 August 2001
2:55 PM: I'm going to try to go to this fundraiser for Dmitry Sklyarov Today. Supposedly Lawrence Lessig and Richard Stallman are going to speak. That would be interesting. I fear large LinuxWorld crowds of stumbling geeks on beer, though.
What else. I have a twist. Cinnamon, I mean. Other kinds too, I'm sure, but this is the only one I have a handle on at the moment. Not that it has a literal handle. Hmm, Donut on a Stick. It's a concept. I wanted plain cake but they were in between batches. The guy from Portugal sitting behind me is on the phone All The Time lately. I guess it's better to not be able to understand, but it's still annoying. Sun is shining outside. I'm at work, my Wednesdays off only a sad memory. Like everything else. I would like to rent a cave somewhere and roll a big rock across the mouth of it. I'm tired of understanding things.
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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