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"My dog is worried about the economy because Alpo is up to 99 cents a can. That's almost seven dollars in dog money. - Joe Weinstein

I noticed the martial arts school over by the freeway is now a chiropractor's office. The lettering on the sign is bigger too.

So I'm trying to wake up, I turn on the TV to watch the garden show "Lawn Order" but I get this cop shop instead. The bad guy stole Teresa's nickname "Drano" (His because he "gets things moving", hers because she helps money go "down the drain") Anyway, a jeweler turns up dead, apparently he had sold Drano a fake jewel-encrusted Kermit the Frog necklace for his girlfriend, Serenity. What the hell is the world coming too? I got up and decided to look up the ending on the Inter-nut, although I have a pretty good idea that Drano is going down, if you know what I mean. Unfortunately, looking up "Law and Order Drano" directed me to falseallegations.com - a compilation of real court transcripts, the first one about child custody, part of a group of cases they call "The Drano Series", I can't handle reality this early in the day, so now I'll never know what happened. If you saw that episode, please leave me a comment!

I know a strict "buy American" guy, he's upset because he just discovered that Airbus is building some part for the Boeing 787. That sort of thing bothers him- Personally I think in 50 years we'll all be working for Megalo-Bush-WalMart Co. or The Southland Corporation - There will be only two companies and the bosses will constantly call each other on the phone and taunt each other. This was all predicted on The Jetsons, except it was Spacely Sprockets and Cogswell Cogs."

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kiyotei's den turned me on to the concept of postcard art exchanges... check out the "time machine" postcard on his blog there...

Well, we went to Archie McPhee's Novelty Store in Ballard today... spend like eighty bucks between the four of us, which wouldn't be a lot until you consider what was purchased... Let's see... A magnetic footrest (I'll try anything once!), A button that says "I love work- I could watch it all day", some postcards, 3D and otherwise, giant dice, A tiny Eames chair for my little Buddha (Someone found him in the GARBAGE at the place I used to work!) a disco ball, and I don't know what all... Wonder if this is all tax-deductible as research. And then we talked about it at Dick's Drive-In in the U-district... That should be written off too.

Dogster :: A Walk Through The Dog Park You all should take a moment to go throw a bone for Petey D. Dog - How could you not?

I think the reason that reality shows are waning is that they revolve around people. Humans are notoriously un-real. Perhaps a machine-based Survivor. Off the top of my head, they could put a Humidifier and Dehumidifier in a room and have them sort of duke it out. The winner gets an extended warranty and on-site service contract.

I'll be your guinea pig; got to try this Noguchi Filing System - The point of it seems to be that you cannot readily categorize every documunt that crosses your desk. Also, it seems to weed out documents that are not needed, by it's very nature. I'll let you know after I try it for a while.

I have noticed that more junk e-mails contain random short sentences arranged almost like a hai-ku, it has a weird poetry to it; Talk sense to a fool and he calls you foolish. Class is material consumed. Don't abuse your friends and expect them to consider it criticism. I was born at the age of twelve on an MGM lot. Honest disagreement is often a good sign of progress. A woman's place is in the wrong. ... I like the part "I was born at the age of twelve on an MGM lot. " Had to read it three times before it stopped making sense (just woke up)

Yes, our trip to the sausage festival was fun... Although these trash receptacles gave me bad dreams... Also, here's proof that it's a dog eat dog world...

Another gem from The Snohomish County Freecycler's Mailing List; A free car... 1991 Ford Tempo 4 door Automatic Transmission White with blue grey interior things that are broken passenger door passenger seat windshild wipers tail lights have tape on emergency brake going passenger seat belt broken automatic seat belt on driver's side doesn't retract slight oil leak possibly Hmmm... Let's list what's wrong with our 94 Corsica; -Windshield has huge crack ... Causing the rug to rot. Seats worn R/H front door dented R/H front electric window stuck 1/2" down L/H mirror assy held on with bathtub caulk due to mishap involving camper jack. Trunk lock doesn't work. Interior trunk release works but button broke off Car doors get stuck closed sometimes. Console driver window button broken Plastic thingie inside driver door cracked Sometimes car "sneezes" when backing up rear window slant is too severe, can...

I'm sure glad we went to the sausage festival again yesterday... Won $24 in first and only Bingo play... Daphne "won" a pink monkey (We all know how these things work)

We went to the "Sausage Festival" at an old Catholic Church in Everett, I read that it's a pretty big deal for their annual school budget. They had a tacky little rummage sale in the basement, Teresa got a sign for the kitchen that says something like "Dinner is served when the smoke alarm goes off" (It's funny because it's true!) I got a little Mexican Fruit Stand, it's kind of hard to describe, I think it's made out of Paper Mache, painted rocks, and some plastic items (???) It's very colorful and extremely tacky. We had grilled onion burgers instead of sausages, and sat at a dirty picnic table surrounded by crying babies and an ongoing silly string battle between about a dozen kids. It was great. I must have gotten cooksmoke on me because Petey has been thoroughly sniffing me since I got home. Thinking about going back tomorrow, didn't get a chance to play Bingo or see what was going on in the upstairs part. Sure is a nice day for it, ...