Wednesday, October 16, 2002

I have been getting an ungodly number of calls from telemarketers lately. As soon as I discover they are telemarketers, which usually takes about two seconds, I tell them I am not interested and hang up. The fading sound of their voices as the headset goes from my ear to the reciever is almost worth it. It is like a drowning man going under for the third, and final, time. Glub, glub, glub.....

The page has gone beserk on me. Half the pics aren't showing up, due to Netscape being down or something.

My 10 minute oil change took a half hour, and it took three guys to do it.

I am blank. I am null. I am void. I am the eggman. I am the eggman. I am the walrus coo-coo-ca-chooooo.