March 1st, 2004


Vote, you bastards!

Ladies and gentlemen (esp. if you live in Ohio)

Tomorrow is a day where the polls are open. If you are un-aware of this, consider yourself informed.

Do you complain about the government? Do you know that the amount you pay in taxes is probably going to change? Do you want to make a real political statement?

Get off yer ass and vote, then! There are issues in your community that you need to make an informed decision on, because if you don't, then someone else is making it for you. Democracy doesn't work if your voice is silent.

I believe that primaries are also tomorrow, if you're registered Republican or Democrat. Make sure you get out, because if you don't, someone else will.

Eternal vigilance is the price of liberty.
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"Glide up my longboard and hang off the nose. . ."

I'm feeling like I need to go to Georgia.

I miss the peaches. They're *never* out of season.


I finished Tarzan of the Apes last night. You know, with all the hubbub about banning Harry Potter from libraries, perhaps they should look at books like this before they talk about HP. I don't think I've ever read a more unintentionally racist book in my life. But then, I'm reading stuff from about that time period, so I have to accept it.

I finished The Time Machine as well. I have a copy of How I Found Livingstone in Central Africa with me now, which I'll probably read next. I'm currently reading 20,000 Leagues Under The Sea to Tina, about a chapter or three each night. It's slower going, but I like reading to her.

I'm dying to get my hands on a copy of King Solomon's Mines though! I might just have to order it.

My nomad feet and my wandering toes are getting impatient. I need more than a weekend outing. Even my mind is working overtime on adventures, and in one of the truly beautiful things about my life, the concepts of the adventures I have had and the adventures I dream up have all began to melt together. They're no longer different things.

Take this weekend, for instance: Did I spend the weekend drinking in the beautiful sunlight and the smell of the underbrush, or did I spend it inside, wasting away my days with Diablo 2 and picking up nifty unique items?

Shit, I don't remember. Like I said, it all runs together, and the story is reflected in the telling, not in the events.

But I do know one thing: the new fedora is wonderfully, beautifully comfortable. I love it!


So, if I'm hearing right, what you're saying is "No kinky sex under any circumstances?"

. . .

Ah, so my ears *do* work! I was getting worried.


To those in KC:

Yo, those in Kansas City.

I'm planning my itinerary for May 21 - 23. Trying to work this all out with my parents and all. It's mind-numbing.

Anyway, I'd really like to see you people (I like the term "you people") for a bit. I have two choices: I can either get in really early on Friday (May 21) [at about 9:40 AM or 12:40 PM] or leave really late on Sunday (May 23) [a little after 7~ish].

I figure you guys and girls have work on Friday, and who knows what you might do on a Sunday (bloody Pagans), so I thought I'd ask before making plans and then finding out that you can't meet me.

Any thoughts on the subject?