Category Archives: me!me!me!

nothing to see here

And now for some news that has nothing at all to do with nude women . . . yet: As of about an hour ago, I am the nervously proud owner of a Toyota, the first car with my name on it … Continue reading

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it’s somewhat like working

Well, well. The firm where I temped for one afternoon in October – where I did exactly one task, and then spent four or five hours enjoying hi-speed Web access – wants me back for holiday week. I wonder what … Continue reading

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bleak, with scattered hail

In the shower this morning I was reflecting that the temp agencies haven’t called me in ages, and wondering what I ought to do. And I thought, if they’d just tell me “Go away already, you’re a fuckup and we’re … Continue reading

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rocks

Saturday my One True Ex took me to a gem show in San Mateo. I had good fun. Won’t tell you everything I bought, because I don’t know for sure that none of my family read this. (Somebody is reading, … Continue reading

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confession: I snore

My apnea has rather suddenly become too severe to ignore. At Google, the first paid link under ‘apnea’ advertises a widget that clips to the nasal septum. For $18, it would be pleasant to believe that it’s not mere quackery!

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my quest resumes

. . . for the right car. Monday I learned that Acura Integra and Infiniti G20 have too little headroom, and that I’m not quite satisfied with the 1.8 engine of older Camrys. But I might buy the Acura TL.

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the return

I’m back from two weeks of visiting Dad in Carolina. Hope to have a photograph or two shortly. Oops, my mailbox quota was filled up Tuesday morning, so if you’ve sent me something since then, please repeat it.

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