Thursday, October 03, 2002

I quit smoking 15 years ago, that's 105 years in dog years.

I heard the song "Proud Mary" by CCR today. I really hate that song. It reminds me of the snackbar jukebox back in 1969 at Keesler AFB. That song was in heavy rotation along with "Don't Bring Me Down" by the Beatles, "These Eyes" by The Guess Who, and "Son of a Preacher Man" by Dusty Springfield. Were those really my salad days?

I have way too much stuff, and way too many places to put all my stuff.

I used to think that hirsute meant really, really, really smart. Afterall, wasn't Albert Einstein hirsute? Speaking of Einstein, didn't he have a sister named Debbie?