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June Thirty-First

Friday, Jul. 01, 2005 - 8:50 a.m.

According to my Diaryland stats counter, I had four visitors on June 31st.

Um. Yeah. Hello! There's no such day!

What kind of stats counter is it, anyway -- the special temporal distortion alternative universe stats counter?

I sure get a lot of interesting stuff for my subscription, don't I? Including an extra day in the month of June.

The mind boggles -- but is no longer surprised. After all, it's Diaryland.

I do still have a feeling Andrew will fix this stuff, though.

Honest I do.

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Last night was the season finale of Hit Me Baby One More Time.

I haven't seen anything this cheesy on television in a long time.

I'm ashamed to admit how much I enjoyed it.

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On the fourth day of Grot-Nose, my symptoms went away, with

Four Safeway aspirin
Three Sudafed
Two snorts of saline...

And a partridge in a pear treeeeeeee

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Friday Five from last week:

Can you share a tale of a favorite summer cookout/get together?

When I was young, we used to have a family reunion picnic. One year we held it over in Marysville at the Boy Scout park, which is at the base of the levee. The fire department had just finished the controlled burn of the levees, so they were this amazing bright blue-black from the soot. My grandfather conjured a refrigerator box from somewhere, and we discovered the joys of sliding down the levee on cardboard. Somewhere, there exists a picture of me with my brother and our cousins, all lined up in a row, displaying our hands, which were black up to the elbows. I was digging black boogers out of my nose for days afterwards.

What is a favorite summer ritual of yours?

Before I went low-carb, it was eating Otter Pops. And before I moved to a city with nothing but concrete in the yard, it was going barefoot through the grass.

After a long hot summer day, what is your favorite way to quench your thirst?

Filtered water works just fine. Although there's something about consuming it out of a garden hose, too.

The 4th of July is coming up, what plans, if any, do you have?

I think we're sheltering in place.

What are you looking forward to doing most before the summer ends?

Tie: Losing ten pounds. Returning to Anaheim. As of this writing I know that one of them will be happening.

To play Friday Five, it's in the column on the left. :-)

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I still have the cold, but the symptoms are lessened.

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So. I emailed with Bob Chance overnight, and asked him if the band knows the song 'Dreams' by Fleetwood Mac. It does, and so I said well, in that case next time I'm down there, I'll sing it.

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I think that's it! Have a good weekend, and be safe, and please don't blow your fingers off with firecrackers on Monday.

And to our friends in Canada -- Happy Canada Day. I hope you guys have something fun planned.

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