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Monthly Archives: September 2003

The Damn does not need a prop

I got home from work the other night and greeted Esteban, who simply smiled and pointed at the entertainment center. Sitting there was a shiny new Lamborghini of the cable world. He continued to grin and then hold up the Mother of All Remotes. It was huge, silver and had no fewer than 4357 buttons […]

For Scott

No entry today. Too sad. Actually, I’ll leave it to Chrome, who wrote this when my friend Tom died a few months ago. “Weet…first off let me say I’m sorry for the loss of your friend. You have my deepest condolences. Second…by what you say you are putting to much weight upon your own back. […]

Setting Free The Breasts

Fern has confirmed that Casper V’s dad Casper V Senior does indeed drive an overcompensating snazzy red Camaro convertible. And that she sees him occaisionally at her job and tries to think of ways to ask him to whip out a picture so that she can see what Casper V the Younger now looks like. […]

And it was all yellow

I googled Casper V and now feel like a stalker. It occurred to me that I don’t know if that had been his Camaro or possibly his father’s since he was a Jr (Just like Esteban, actually’ gah, mofo Jr’s making the world complicated). I still don’t know, but I do know that he was […]

Supine

So the weekend. How many of my Monday entries start like that? I think a powerful lot of them do. Even though today isn’t really a Monday, it’s Tuesday, but in reality, it’s Stealth Monday, so it still counts. I was supposed to work late on Friday night, which was ridiculous, to work until 7 […]

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