Monthly Archives: January 2003

dioses y hroes de norteamrica

the spanish edition of neil gaiman’s american gods has been published, and it looks so much better than the domestic release. if only i still had my first edition hardcover. i’d track down one of the new models en espanol and switch the covers. of course, i could always just learn spanish…

must-see baghdad tv

“you see saddam, in order to prove that he is a-ok, is almost daily on tv. he gets a number of officers and asks them questions which he answers himself. he actually said that the west probably thinks that he can’t sleep at night these days and has to take sleeping pills; well you are

new hotness

i’ve moved again. this is the new server. if you are seeing this post and not the “old and busted” post, then the domain name servers have updated properly and you are free to comment and peruse at will. welcome to the new house, same as the old house.

strange things are afoot

if this site suddenly disappears, it’s not necessarily because of any foul play, but rather what appears to be an impending wierdness on the horizon from my hosting company. you see, i am updating my site. i can read my pages. i can see my photos. heck, you’ve got it right there in front of

the state we’re in

tonight is the state of the union address. time for the potus to tell us all how we’re feeling at the moment. good thing too, because i was starting to wonder myself. no doubt it will be full of the usual fluff about how the economy is really okay and those financial analysts are just

sign your name, sign your name

the workday is burning away. only half an hour remains and i am grateful. i’ve not had nearly enough caffeine, but something has been telling me to bury the impulse and struggle on. the cube-neighbor behind me has left her clock radio on again and the lite jazz station is going through its daily rotation.

one nation, under me

i rule.

paul is not dead, but he is smoking

let’s get this straight. paul mccartney was never killed in some freak automobile accident and replaced with an identical double. that would be an urban legend. however, on the abbey road album cover, he is crossing the street without shoes and is holding a cigarette in his right hand. this is a fact. or at

going further gray

today is gray‘s birthday. go give him a spanking or bake him a cake or poke him with a stick — just do whatever your particular heritage teaches as appropriate.

i am so there

and by there, i mean there. think about it as the sims online, only with the brakes off and the imagination on. or at least that’s what there looks like from out here. but i got the good word today and i’ve been tapped to be part of the first there beta testing group. so