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Friday, January 23, 2004

Do you suppose it's a sign of approaching dementia when the younger generation begins to use words that you know you'll never repeat? Ironically, perhaps, but never in a real conversation. It began slowly for me some years back with "my bad". To this day, I'm not sure of the proper usage or inflection, although I've been known to say it... ironically, of course. It's probably obsolete by now anyway. But in recent years the pace seems to have accelerated. "Shizzle"? "Dish"? "da Bomb"? Is this how our forebears felt when they heard the likes of "23-skidoo"?
Then I read this, and you know what? I'm feeling hipper already... dude.
10:48 am cst

Tuesday, January 20, 2004

We're between seasons (or holidays, anyway) here on the frozen tundra, but it's still unrelentingly winter. The Wooly Bears and the Old Farmers Almanac notwithstanding, it's been a pretty tame winter so far (knock on snowdrift). But the fact remains that you can't go out on the deck and bask in the sun in shorts and a t-shirt (for any length of time, anyway). So, here's my dilemma. I need to update the sidebar photo on my main page. The Pinea Metallica have been put in storage pending their spectacular blossoming next December. So what am I going to use? Brown grass? Scant lumps of snow looking like dirty styrofoam. I'm looking for a little advice. Help me out here.
9:58 pm cst

Monday, January 19, 2004

Attention gamers
Frustrated with the complexity of today's computer games? Tired of performing impossible feat after impossible feat only to see your objective fade farther and farther into the ether? Well have a look at Crown Quest. This is what it's all about, my friends. Fast, visceral, er... credits. This game's got it all.
12:16 am cst

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The dated links above are to previous week's posts. Take a look if you haven't been following along. And just for the record, all words and pictures, except as noted, are mine and mine alone. I take full responsibility for them (unless, of course, legal action is threatened).
Willie, here, is both the mascot and the arbiter of good taste for this site... So, as you might expect, people will be offended. My apologies.

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