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Saturday, Jun. 05, 2004 - 5:32 a.m.

I sure do have fun looking at my stats logs. I can see when John looks in on his lunch break.

I have at least two regular readers from Finland, a smattering from Australia and the UK, and I even have one looking at me over their morning coffee before commencing work at one of our local courthouses. (No, not mentioning which one. Whoever you are, please rest assured that you won't get victimized by Google. :) )

Even Name Withheld By Request is looking in even though it's his week off.

But by far, the coolest one was from the terminal of LAX.

Somebody loves me so gosh darn much they surfed in from a lounge while waiting for their flight.

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Well, Todd Thalimer finally found out why his Internet was down. It turns out that the tower that delivered the wireless signal to his home was struck by lightning. If his computer hasn't croaked -- and it might, because it was groaning and wheezing last night -- he should be back online before I leave.

Otherwise -- gasp -- we'll have to use that newfangled thing called the telephone. :-)

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I'm really going to miss the routine stuff.

I don't think I'll have access to a working computer while I'm away.

And if The Usual Suspects see me on AIM, please be patient, as I'm logging in through my cell phone and I barely know how to operate the text feature.

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I think this will be it before Tuesday night unless I can find somebody who knows how to log in as me and is willing to take dictation. I'm also not gonna be checking my mail, either, so hang in there; I'll be back Tuesday night.

I have to get up at zero dark fucking thirty tomorrow morning to catch a 9:15 a.m. flight, so I won't be posting tomorrow.

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Later today after I wake up again, I'm watching the Belmont Stakes. Smarty Jones is up for the Triple Crown.

He hasn't lost a race since he fractured his skull in a starting gate last year.

Maybe he thinks he is a cheetah instead of a horse now.

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Wish my luck, my loved ones. I'll be back in a few days.

If only I don't bend and break
I'll meet you on the other side
I'll meet you in the light...

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