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Tuesday, November 23, 2004
 
It’s a Bouillabaisse. It’s a Pot Luck. It’s a Jumbled Mess.
OR
I’m Too Lazy Uninspired to Write a REAL Heart-Wrenching Post Like the Rest of You.*
Y’know how when you’re taking group photos and there’s always that one person who fucks up the picture by looking like a total douche? Well, that’s me. I never know how to smile, always getting caught up in the show-teeth-or-not internal debate. And then there’s my lazy eye. Sweet Christ.

Besides being an overly long experience, the Sears Photo-Trough Adventure™ went fairly well. We got some nice pictures. Maybe some of you will see them.

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The super-exclusive political ‘blog planning meeting went well. We’ve decided on a name (can’t tell you yet) and some broad conceptual . . . stuff. More details as they become available presentable fully prepared for world domination.

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Our computer is in an Arafat-esque coma. Thankfully, it’s never been an Islamic terrorist, because the Indian Guy I Know is going to fix it. Which he likely wouldn’t do if it were an Arab-backed system.

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My band has been in the process of reinventing / reconstituting itself for the past few months after the loss of a founding member. But we’ve finally gotten our shit together enough to play a show, and we’re making our debut next month. The new name of the band? Tomorrow, We Will Be Victorious. (I shit you not.)

It may be a temporary name. It was a half-joke I offered as we were voting for band names the night before the election; if John Kerry won, that was going to be our name. Although that didn’t happen (sadly), the Bush-scenario name (Pornova) is a licensed porn site and we haven’t come up with anything else we can all agree on (and/or live with). At least we can agree not to hate this name.

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Fuck the South. That’s a real eye-opener. It’d be funnier if I didn’t live in this “shithole.”

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I’ve unexpectedly received a couple CDs over the past few days weeks. The first was from Rob, sent just before he left to the other side of the goddamn planet . . . and it rocks! The other was received more recently; Debbie, I’ll finally get a chance to listen to it tonight while I’m doing stuff around the house. Thank you, Rob and Debbie!

On the CD-making front, I’ll be doing another mix soon. Once my computer is raised from its fucking grave! (Speaking of which, I sent a packet of long-overdue, oft-re-routed CDs to that fine couple in Tulsa. Did those ever make it? Is the U.S. Post Office gonna fuck me again?)

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I added a few new sites to the ‘blogroll last week in anticipation of some grand, related post (which never happened). I feel like there are more to add, but I can’t remember who they were. Maybe they can comment to remind me . . ?

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So I played poker on Sunday. It was a seven-person game of Texas Hold ‘Em, with a $10 buy-in. I was the third person eliminated. We’ll be playing poker again on Thanksgiving. My brother-in-law has won about $100 in the past week or so. It’s gonna be hard not to donate more of my money, but I have a feeling I will.

I’m off (mostly) tomorrow. And because of the aforementioned computer problem, I might not be updating very frequently. But I’ll be spending time at the in-law’s (cat- and house-sitting), and their computer is 100% un-fucked. Maybe I’ll see you sooner than you think.

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* So I’ll just continue ripping off the best ‘blogger I’ve never met in Real Life. (That’s not meant to be a back-handed compliment, either.)