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Friday, June 25, 2004
It's all perception.
I was reading Clinton's autobiography on the train this morning and suddenly became aware that I was being watched. I looked up and saw a woman my age sitting across the aisle, staring at me intently. I smiled briefly. No response. I kept on reading, glancing up from time to time. Her eyes were locked on me.
Hmm. Wonder what it could be. Clinton hater? Clinton lover? A bit of French toast between my teeth?
As the train stopped at Washington and Wells, I stood up, noticing the woman's eyes moved slightly, but did not meet mine. I glanced down to discover that my fly was open.
Well, what do you expect from a Clinton supporter?
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Thursday, June 24, 2004
See how things work out?
According to my calculations, the extra money we received from the Bush tax cut just about covers the recent increases in the price of gasoline.
It's not as efficient as the administration just directly transferring funds from the Treasury to its buddies at the oil companies, but, you must admit, it's just as effective.
We would have almost broken even for the year if it hadn't been for the increases in our insurance company's co-pay fee for prescription drugs.
Sigh.
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Wednesday, June 23, 2004
Have some sympathy, willya?
The media's all over poor Mary-Kate Olsen about her eating disorder.
Hey, it can happen to anyone. Take me, for instance. I have a rare form of bulimia. I eat, but I don't throw up.
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Sunday, June 20, 2004
Back in the saddle...
Whew. Just emerging from a period of cognitive dissonance, ennui and gout. Time to whip myself into shape and start posting regularly.
For the first time in months, it appears the flight from Pittsburgh to Chicago should be uneventful. Brilliant blue sky here with just some high clouds, and it looks fine at O'Hare as well.
The only thing on the agenda today is work and watching Clinton's interview on 60 Minutes. Why did they pick Rather to interview him? He's become a parody of a network newsanchor, and I suspect the only reason people watch him is the same reason they watch NASCAR: the rare chance of a spectacular crash-and-burn.
And for God's sake, will someone teach him how to pronounce "terror"? When he talks about "the war on terra", he sounds like someone from a bad 60s sci-fi movie.
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So there.
The kgb@kgb.com e-mail address is now something other than kgb@kgb.com saga.
kgbreport.com used to be kgb.com until December, 2007 when the domain name broker
Trout Zimmer made an offer I couldn't refuse.
Giving up kgb.com and adopting kgbreport.com created a significant problem, however.
I had acquired the kgb.com domain name in 1993,
and had since that time used kgb@kgb.com as my sole e-mail address. How to let people know
that kgb@kgb.com was no longer kgb@kgb.com but
rather kgbarkes@gmail.com which is longer than kgb@kgb.com and more letters to
type than kgb@kgb.com and somehow less aesthetically
pleasing than kgb@kgb.com but actually just as functional as kgb@kgb.com? I sent e-mails from the kgb@kgb.com address to just about
everybody I knew who had used kgb@kgb.com in the past decade and a half but noticed that some people just didn't seem to get the word
about the kgb@kgb.com change. So it occurred to me that if I were generate some literate, valid text in which kgb@kgb.com was repeated
numerous times and posted it on a bunch of different pages- say, a blog indexed by Google- that someone looking for kgb@kgb.com would
notice this paragraph repeated in hundreds of locations, would read it, and figure out that kgb@kgb.com no longer is the kgb@kgb.com
they thought it was. That's the theory, anyway. kgb@kgb.com. Ok, I'm done. Move along. Nothing to see here...
(as a matter of fact, i AM the boss of you.)
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