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Banana Elements

Saturday, Apr. 26, 2008 - 1:36 a.m.

Hey, guess what?

John bought a bunch of bananas for himself on the way home from the airport when he dropped me off on April 3rd.

Do you know how I know this?

I found the last banana Friday morning in a bag in the bottom of the crisper, under some apples, that's how. I looked at it as closely as I could, but saw absolutely no trace of yellow on it anywhere.

John was still in the shower, so I trotted into the bathroom and swung the bag over the top of the stall and said "Hey, do you want me to stick a banana in your lunch today?"

He was standing under the water with closed eyes, rinsing shampoo out of his hair, and he said "We don't have any ba- eeeewwghgh!!!"

I smiled and said "I take it that's a no?" which he vociferously confirmed.

That's when he told me the date of purchase for his bananas.

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Our iPod shuffles sounded a little peculiar in recent days; some sleuthing has revealed that my iTunes program had something checked when it should have been unchecked, so yay on not having to go take these little guys to an Apple Store to see what's wrong.

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I've just discovered a local band called Native Elements; imagine a reggae Hawaiian brazilian sound with an overlay of the horn section a la Tower of Power.

These guys would be a heck of a great opener for No Doubt.

They're playing at Pier 23 Cafe tonight at ten if you wanna go. Ten bux a head.

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John took this computer for a test drive. I'm seeing relatively inexpensive Apple laptops on eBay, and I'm thinking he might have fun with a laptop the same way I have.

Further bulletins, etc blahdy blah...

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Hey, look, Friday Five!...

What's harder to live without, chocolate or alcohol?

Well, I've been mostly dry for about twenty years, so I'll choose chocolate for now. When I am less dry, it's a harder choice.

Does the colour yellow remind you of anything?

Yes. Yahoo Messenger emoticons, mostly. And Big Bird. But specifically yesterday, not bananas. If the question had been 'Does the colour of viscous, rotting banana-shaped goo remind you of anything?' then the answer would be different.

Who most annoyed you last week?

Hillary Clinton (again, still).

Do you have a cutesy romantic nickname for your partner (or previous partners)

Yes.

What is your favourite Stephen King movie?

I thought the original movie adaptations of Carrie, The Dead Zone, and Stand By Me were really superb. There were considerable casting errors in The Stand miniseries, but the writing was still good.

Link is to the left.

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Finally, congratulations and thank you to Blue Meany, who is heading home next week from Iraq for a second time.

You are my hero. I love you.

Most of all, I'm honored to know you.

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Okay, that's it. Have a nice Saturday.

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