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2002 (old posts, page 1)

Right now, I have the

Right now, I have the strangest craving for British food.

McVities biscuits, Mr Kipling cakes, Smarties, Baked Beans, Dairy Milk. Mmmmmm. Even Fairy Liquid seems appealing just at the moment.

I'm sure this will pass.

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Another busy couple of days,

Another busy couple of days, and not too much to report for it. Most problems at work are now resolved, so at least that should calm down somewhat.

I watched Man on the Moon tonight which I thought was fantastic.

The D.C. Sniper case continues to unfold, albeit rather strangely. It's certainly placing fear in the hearts of many; all of a sudden anyone is at risk just going about their daily business. To me that seems like a far more effective means of terrorism, but at this point I hesitate to jump on the bandwagon and attribute these events to 'international terrorism'.

I see the human race now uses 83% of the world's land surface for our various activities. Although I generally hate to use film quotes,

"I'd like to share a revelation that I've had during my time here. It came to me when I tried to classify your species and discovered you humans aren't really mammals. Every mammal on this planet instinctively develops a natural equilibrium with the surrounding enviornment but you humans do not. You move to a location and multiply, and multiply, until every natural resource has been consumed. And the only way you can survive is to spread to another area. There is another organism on this planet that follows the same pattern. Do you know what it is? A virus. You human beings are a disease, a cancer of this planet. You are a plague, and we are the cure."
One has to wonder, with the current use of fossil fuels, global warming and increasing nuclear threats, where will we stand in 30 years time?
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Busy day today, 13 hours

Busy day today, 13 hours at work in complete chaos and I'm about where I started. Sometimes I wonder what it's all about.

So I've been thinking about owning a bar, at some distant point in my future. If you offer $2.50 drinks all night on Thursdays, are you harming yourself for Friday night? Maybe. Bar crawls are an easy one - always arrange them start in your place, never finish. Atmosphere is a tricky one; loud music is out, but what if the place is silent? Perhaps a good opportunity to pipe muzak-people-babble through the sound system and see if anyone notices.

By chance, I listened to Three Lions by the Lightning Seeds this evening. American sports are all very well, but they just don't seem to invoke the real passion and spirit of a good game of football. I have a feeling I'm more English than I once thought. I'll live in London one day..

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Some people look at a

Some people look at a flag, swaying in the breeze of the White House and say, "That's America." Whenever I see an American flag hung in a window of a basement apartment by guys who have better things to do with their money than buy curtains, I say, "That's America, to me."

In America, there are fifty-one states. Or maybe it's eighty by now. Does England count? I'm not quite sure. The one thing I am sure of is, if I'm standing in a warehouse beside a timeclock, and a guy is punching in his best friend who's too hungover to get out of bed, I'm standing in America. The makeover capital of the world. The place where every young man has to answer in his heart the question: What do you love more, your girlfriend, or your car? Where that young man can buy a beat-up car for three hundred dollars, but have to spend a thousand to insure it. The land where even a paperboy can option the film rights to a book.

America. In America, a woman on an assembly line works out her overtime in her head to infinity, and at the exact same moment, her husband gets into a car crash because he was looking at a girl in a tube top.

America. A land where spelling doesn't count, but people's pets do. Where else can you get a job riding a whale at marineland? The land where a guy's girlfriend breaks up with him over the phone, so he takes a gun, and kills the principal. Everyone's sad until they get the day off. Next week, another guy, another gal, another, "We can still be friends" phone call. Whuh-oh! The assistant principal gets killed. And everyone is sad because they don't get the day off. Because he was only the assistant principal.

America. A land of opportunity. Yes, that great lumbering beast that journeys tirelessly and stops only to eat a clubouse sandwich, pick its teeth with a matchbook cover, and fall asleep with the tv on.

America. A place for Americans.


All credit to Bruce McCulloch/Atlantic Records. I couldn't have put it better myself.

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So it's done, I've just

So it's done, I've just bought brainmunchies.net. Ah, the joys of whim.

On a more serious note, this evening I came across DAYKU, a thousand syllables for peace. It is indeed a relief to see that not the entire world has gone war crazy. I've been wanting to record my thoughts about Sen Robert Byrd too, he may be aging, but his stance is spot on.

"I'm in my 50th year in Congress and I never thought I would find a Senate which lacks the backbone to stand up against this stampede, this rush to war, I think we are making one horrible mistake."
Sen. Robert C. Byrd (D-W.Va.)

Two again today, but I'm feeling good about it.

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I just read an interesting

I just read an interesting article about Google, without a doubt the finest search engine in the world.

I remember using Google well before it gained its current standing, but it makes me wonder, what's the next internet revolution going to be?

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And so it begins. I

And so it begins. I enjoyed keeping a journal in college, and although I became lazy, I've every intent to get back into the habit. Perhaps I'll revive some of my old postings from there some day.

Since last Sunday, I'm doing a good job of breaking a habit. It's not a trivial task, but I'm getting there. Just two today.

Although my current experiment in hair growth is proving interesting, my appearance during this period is not ideal. Tomorrow I shall buy a new beanie.

Enough for now.

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I've just finished writing about

I've just finished writing about v4 of formalhall.com. The site has been unavailable for far too long, and it's time it returned.

The content is copying over now, although there seems to be a problem with the server at the moment. Hopefully when that's fixed, the memories will live on once more..

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After a lazy morning, I

After a lazy morning, I watched some football up at Jillians on Lake Union with Sean. Akers and Gannon did me good, so hopefully the Drunken Brits will have a slightly better week this time.

I got my beanie in Northgate; definitely an improvement. Browsed some snowboards too - looks like 162-167 would be good for me, I saw a decent intermediate board for $250, so I may go back and get that.

Ed and myself are currently watching the World Series game 2 from 6000 miles apart, the delay is hardly apparent. He just pointed me at Great Britons on the BBC web site. Quite how Diana ends up alongside Churchill in the top 10, I do not know.