1. There is a guy at work that I have loosely entitled "Mr. pocket protector" becuase he is the typical anal sort that gets flustered easily and works needlessly off the clock. I find out yesterday through him ADMITTING to me that, yes, he actually HAS A POCKET PROTECTOR! "I hate getting holes in my clothes with the name badge we wear. :*snort:snort:*:"

2. A little tyke on a bike reels past his parents at the corner and yells, "HEY YOU GUYS!!!! I FARTED!!!"

thought i would share this with you.

Yesterday, one of those rare moments when the stage became the pulpit, leather became the cloth, crowd searched for mercy and gospel came from THE BOSS.

Go’head Bruce

ON HIS FUCKING CROSS. JESUS.

hardware HARDWARE HARDWARE
WHACK
stab stab stab stab
whack whack whack
stab stab stab stab

enough. but really, is it ever enough? No matter how much I beat my computer IT JUST DOESN"T LISTEN.

You know you're frustrated when you're really beating your computer with an iron rod and you consider the consequences of actually stabbing into the device, while it's on, with the same rod, and, for a moment, your vision goes red and in the next moment, you no longer have a CD/RW.

Roll me in wheat germ and take me to the Germans, I'm so tired of this mad English world, so besotted with devices and things that go "blip" "blip" and cost you money.

When I'm done with this shit. I'm taking this particular number out to the boonies, for a shotgun party. MOTHERFUCKER.,

Abby, Kara, and myself will be visiting your fair city this weekend. Please take this as a call to action. We should hang out. Please respond with fun things to do this weekend. We will be staying with Evan and Michele in Brooklyn, insofar as I know.

Things I am possibly interested in:

night-time Staten Island Ferry

awesome cheesecake

Britney Spears statue

Kim's to pick up issues of "Is it... Uncut?" that I don't have

I'm open to anything else.