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Saturday, April 28, 2001

Readings from my readings

I only read what other people tell me to:

Bible references condoning Abortion (Link from Jon-Jon)

Surviving on hourly wages in the Bay Area (Link from Chay)

More when the voices tell me more.

01:25 PM PST (link)

I now pronounce you, um, arrested.

Minister Charles Simpson has the power to make you a LEGALLY ORDAINED MINISTER within 48 hours!!!! BE ORDAINED NOW!
As a minister, you will be authorized to perform the rites and ceremonies of the church!!

Now, I've recieved religious spam before, but this was a little different. Then I read on:

WEDDINGS MARRY your BROTHER, SISTER, or your BEST FRIEND!! Don't settle for being the BEST MAN OR BRIDES' MAID Most states require that you register your certificate (THAT WE SEND YOU) with the state prior to conducting the ceremony.

Most states complain when you marry your brother or sister. I think they call it incest.

12:53 AM PST (link)

Friday, April 27, 2001

The fingers of the left hand...

Dear Asdf: Sorry to have deleted your witty and insightful comment, titled "sfadfasdf." I tried writing you for more detail at "fasd" but didn't know if it was dot-com, dot-org, or what. Nevertheless as a sufferer of repetitive stress injuries in my right hand, I salute your attempts at easing the pain with your one-handed communications.

Cheers!
_Casey

03:46 PM PST (link)

And I'm worth 50 points, suckers.

Yet more bicycle fatalities? And what ridiculous timing. One of my coworker friends was at this protest at City Hall today; I hope they were actually heard.

Now, the Boyfriend (who is also a motorcyclist) has made a good point before-- bicyclists and pedestrians should avoid putting themselves in danger on purpose (i.e., darting out between parked cars, crossing against the light.) As a pedestrian myself, though, I feel secure in saying that enough of San Francisco's drivers are just plain insane enough to make that a challenge.

Not funny, really, but yesterday coming back from lunch we saw an SUV nearly plow into the back of slow moving traffic. He laid on his horn and swerved around, never once dropping his cellphone. Glad I was on the sidewalk.

03:04 PM PST (link)

Who will save me?

From Today's Excite Quote:
"It is in the 30s that we want friends. In the 40s we know they won't save us any more than love did."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, American author (1896-1940)

10:19 AM PST (link)

He Delivers.

Missed it by that much. Ah well, I'll have to try for ten thousand. I'd have to claim monogamy, but I like pizza.

Mmm, Pizza.

I also like the concept of East/West, but I admit I can never remember which one is on which coast. Flip=West, RJ=East. I think. Darn! Can't think! Need Pizza. (See More)

12:09 AM PST (link)

Thursday, April 26, 2001

Same to you!

"Hey, I'm going to direct you to make changes to someone else's policy document, have you inform them of those changes, and then let you deal with them when they have issues with those changes. You'll have to defend my position even if you don't agree. Thanks!"

I love politics.

12:09 AM PST (link)

Wednesday, April 25, 2001

Better be a BIG corner...

Y'know, I'm not even bothered that the search result that found my journal was "Fat Goth".

It's that I was 27th out of 14,700.

If anyone's looking for me, I'll be the one in a dark corner sobbing. (How Goth! )

04:45 PM PST (link)

Tuesday, April 24, 2001

Thithters? I don't think tho.

I always thought that Ann Landers and Abigail Van Buren were twin sisters. I don't think I'm the only one either. I'm sure that urban legend makes it confusing for the real Advice Sisters. (Note that it's a registered trademark).

Sorry, this is what happens when I read the Sunday paper. I get all memepool and stuff.

07:01 PM PST (link)

Hippity Hoppity.

I don't mean any disrespect, honestly, but I'll brave the flames I'll get for saying it: People who keep rabbits are strange people.

(I work with Mike; he's a nice guy. Read his rabbits' home pages while you're there. I still laugh at those.)