Dear Elliott: Thank you for my wonderful and completely random postcard. That is one gigantic ear of corn.
Feb 242003
Feb 242003
Having realized that there would be no feature for you tonight, I decided it would be only fair to tell you something funny…at least slightly funny. Plus it might give you a bit more insight into the things I talk about sometimes. With that note, here are what I have named certain inanimate objects.
Sheba = My computer
MacSheba = My laptop (iBook)
Celes = My car
Mephisto = My stress relief cow
Clarence = My stuffed buzzard
Randall = My stuffed, glow in the dark, wizard bear
Charles = The stuffed tiger my sister and mother got for me
Gojo = the bead spider Rebecca made for me
Kerrigan = The crab keychain from the above
Mooby = My stuffed cow (Yes, after that, but spelled differently)
Earl = My battlin` saber scarab
Freezy = Stuffed snowman
Chesterfield = Stuffed, boxing monkey, won from treeloot!
Betsy = Not something I own, or have actually named, just what I call the colour copier at work when it angers me.
FitzSheba = Name of the currenlty non-existant computer that will replace Sheba in about 10-12 months.
Lulu = Secret. *stares at Travis*
Terra = Not at all secret, but a long damn story
Alexander Octavian = Ditto
Feb 232003
Urge to write ghost story…rising…
Feb 212003
I just noticed something very fucking interesting. I’ve been watching the second Final Fantasy X-2 trailer over and over for the past few days, and, suddenly, I saw something interesting. For a VERY brief shot, you can see that Tidus is in the concert scene. At first I thought it might just be Rikku, but, no, it’s definately Tidus. Look for it in the first quarter of the trailer, right after Paine does her thing and kicks someone, he’s on the floor.
Feb 212003
Well, I’m going into the army…again. This time I’m going in as a Signal Support Systems Specialist for four years. Not exactly what I wanted, but I’m happy about it. I leave April 17 for basic. So, at that point, I’ll be on sabbatical. Wish me luck.
Feb 212003
*slumps into chair*
Tired… Well, the new feature is basically a product of mine and Graeme’s boredom one night. My lap is not only the president, it’s also a client.
Feb 212003
Feature up. Zen was supposed to say something about it, but he’s not here right now. But I’m sure he’ll drop by later with something.
Feb 202003
Yeah, I saw the helicopters. Maybe my car will make it onto the nightly news! Whooo! I’ll be the red Grand Am GT with the darwin fish sticker next to the KSU soccer field :|
Feb 202003
Luckily I was at work when the motorcade went by. I took an early lunch break to see it, and they had helicopters and police cars blocking off every sidewalk, driveway, and road from here to 575/75.
I wonder how much it costs to do that? They had all of the county and some state police transporting the ‘cade. I also wonder which, if any, of the 12 large vans, suburbans, and limousines contained Mr. B? Glad I wasn’t stuck in the traffic mess :D.
Feb 202003
I just got home. Class ended at 11:40. I was given the wonderful honour of being stuck in traffic trying to turn onto Chastain road, within visible distance of the motorcade procession of none other than President George W. Bush.
Oh, I also got stuck in traffic for an equal amount of time this morning thanks to an accident on the same road.
Lucky. Me.