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July 13, 2004
Umpteen Birds with One Stone.
It's been a while, and I've been meaning to write. Honest. But I can't seem to find the time, for reasons totally beyond me. So, I'll be compressing everything I've been wanting to say for a while into one post. Economical, huh? Ready set go.
-- If you've emailed me and I haven't replied, please be patient. My backlog of emails to answer grows daily, but I do intend to answer them all.
-- The mummification of Beavis the rat will be finished this week, cross my heart and hope to die. He's hard as plywood now, I've been checking. Neil, however, died a few days ago. It wasn't unexpected; the vet had mentioned he was in heart failure at the last visit. Matt and I didn't have time, supplies, or room to attempt two mummificiations at once, so we snuck out in the dead of night to the parkland by the lake and buried the little guy under a tree. Poor Neil. He nibbles yogurt treats with the angels, now.
-- If I knew you in high school and we weren't friends then, stop emailing me. Seriously. You are a stranger. Go join Classmates.com or something, talk to someone who gives a shit.
-- If you're not watching Rock and Roll Confidential TV, Penn & Teller: Bullshit!, or Paranoia Agent, that needs to change.
-- Matt and I just had our six-month anniversary, not that we noticed. My mother-in-law had to remind us, because we've both got mushy brains. Go us. We celebrated by doing nothing at all.
-- I saw Fahrenheit 9/11 a few hours after I watched Chicago's annual gay pride parade a couple of weeks ago, and thus had a weekend so liberal that several trailer park tenants in Augusta, Georgia probably bolted awake screaming without knowing exactly why. If you've never seen either, I recommend them both. I just wish Matt hadn't forgotten his camera. The leatherdaddy in Roman Centurion gear was awesome.
-- I also went to a little reading down at Quimby's, and I got to hear Dave Awl read a hilarious story entitled Love the Shirt. If you have taste, you've probably heard Dave on This American Life's "Sissies" episode, or seen him performing in Chicago with The Pansy Kings. Funny, funny guy.
-- Also finally got back to Mitsuwa, the gigantic Japanese mall on the outskirts of the city, with Dirk & Company. Bought kamaboko, kirimochi, clam jerky, gyoza, and curry-flavored Pretz, marveled at some kid who was absurdly good at DDR, and senselessly criticized a million rows of manga. Still, the last time I was in a big chain bookstore, Dirk, Matt and I found it very, very amusing that most of the aisles were abandoned, except for five kids squatting on the floor in the manga section, engrossed. Sign of the times. Marvel and DC should be very, very nervous right now.
-- Register to vote, you apathetic bastards.
That ought to do it. As always, more later.
Posted by Spike at July 13, 2004 02:32 PM
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