Monthly Archives: February 2002

tactless plastic

i guess it is on just about every plastic bag. some kind of written verbal warning about the potential dangers of unwatched plastic in the hands of the unskilled. like here on this compusa bag next to my desk. it reads: to avoid danger of suffocation please keep this bag away from babies and children.

re-rearranging

never let it be said that i don’t pay attention to the requests of readers, even those left with false email addresses. stuff that was pushed over to the left side last night has now been kicked back over to the right side again, albeit with a bit more space between them.

the city still holds mystery

tired from packing. perhaps feeling the anxious anticipation that precedes travel. hoping that i have everything either packed or ready to be so. but take-off is still days away, and there are a couple of work days between here and there. and before i go across the sea to another city, one far removed from

rearranging

things that were on the right side of the page, i have moved to the left side of the page. this seemed like a good idea as i was driving home, but now that it is done i am just not sure…

words from the weekend.

“You just keep runnin’ your mouth and one o’ these days you’re jus’ gonna wear it out.- guy at the laundromat yesterday afternoon. he was talking to himself apparently. “Jah is my Co-Pilot”- bumper sticker on the car that precariously cut me off this morning on the way to work. “I don’t know how they

cats smell your brain

cats not only have the hypnotic means to take over your thoughts, but some of them think your brain is spicy. go look. (and laugh hysterically.)

surreal spam

and the award for strangest object found in my morning emailbox goes to: CHICAGO DENTAL SOCIETY MID-WINTER SHOW SPECIALS!Chicago Mid-Winter ShowMcCormick Center, ChicagoIf so, Come by and Visit ADI at booth #2609 Chicago Mid-Winter Show “SPECIAL” Available Now! 10-double-sided diamond discs + Mandrel (220-350) ONLY $89! what?!? i am nowhere near chicago and i am

eye for eyes

previously, i have submitted entries to the mirror project. now i have submitted one to the eye project.

in one week

tonight, i am home. in my room. eating a sandwich, if you really must know. in seven days, i will be on a delta flight, somewhere high above the atlanta. in seven days and about four hours, i will be working my way through customs at gatwick. cool.

geek love

forget this hallmark holiday. forget the “be mine” hearts that taste like sugared chalk. forget the chocolate that will be sold at 75% off tomorrow. this is modern romance.