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Ah, last day of the workweek. Felt like forever getting here. Anyways, three thingies before I go get some coffee:

1. Bitsy, I got your voicemail and I can’t DS now…I’m, uh, at work? Although I like how you whispered special prizes…those sound good.
2. Stuff White People Like is my new favorite web site.
3. TELL ME YOUR WEEKEND PLANS, please, so that I may live vicariously through all of you.

Have the potential to be great today
Everyone I know will see the change
To be greater than I have before
Drawing lines that drag me to the floor
You could be so much better
- “Great Today” by Damien Jurado

He doesn’t speak much of the English…

Hmm, we’re edging towards the big 3-0-0. Not that it’s going to be a big event or anything. Well, maybe. Nah. Probably won’t be. Ignore my babbling; I need me some coffee bad.

Now these years locked in my drawer
I’ll open to see just to be sure
- “Sleep” by Azure Ray

P.S. Bitsy, Sahara came to Tal Hewm last night, and after running errands for her she gave me two choices: industrial wall or a sandlot. I took the wall, but it looks kind of like the robo-wall. Anyways, thought you’d like to know that. Also picked up a washer/dryer for your dirty @$$.

Thanks, WordPress, for pimping #295 – Cheesy Eclipse on the front page for the time being!

Thanks, unknown reader, for pimping the comic over at Yahoo! Buzz for the time being!

Thanks, world, for making me simultaneously stub my toe and spill hot coffee on my hand! You suck for the time being!

It was pretty neat though, seeing the moon all reddish. I had a good view for it, too, but was the only one outside looking up at the eclipse. Maybe everybody else was afraid they’d turn into vampiric werewolves or something. Maybe…

Hmmm, here’s some comicky (not a word) things that I’ve been reading up on lately:

• Garfield Minus Garfield proves that the real star of the comic strip is Mr. Jon Arbuckle, a self-relenting gob that borders on the edge of becoming a serial killer
• Jess Fink’s shirt design, involving a lovable bar of soap, is being ripped off by mall-mega boutique Hot Topic; she’s recently gotten a lawyer and I hope she’s able to take them down a notch, and by that I mean raze them to the ground
• Scans from My Book to Help America, which was published a few months after Pearl Harbor; I particularly like the message being sent that if one doesn’t exercise in the fresh air they’ll become “loose, lazy lumps”
• Mike Lynch presents some cartoons from 1950s men’s magazines
• James Kochalka’s son does a Bone drawing

There. That should keep you busy for two minutes.

Blah blah blah yadda yadda yadda knick knack paddywack give a dog a bone…

It’s a real interesting place, brimming with real interesting people that are there to spend their hard-earned cash on some real interesting things. Some I’d call junk, other items I’d call neat. It ranges from furniture to fine china to a jar of buttons. There was a nice chess set, but it was missing a pawn. Best thing up for auction though? That’d be an unopened six-pack of Billy Beer. I shudder to think what such a drink might taste like now, some thirty years later.

Anyways, I didn’t bid on anything, but merely went to observe. It was a good time and I’m definitely gonna go again. I’m still looking for old comic books and toys…yes, I’m still 9 years old at heart. Accept it. I have.

This happens to me a lot. Mostly with grapes. I’m pretty sure that, over the past two years, Martians have stolen at least a dozen or so perfectly edible grapes from me simply because I’m a wee bit clumsy. Blast them to the moon! Blast them!

I’d like to think that I’d find these lost beauties eventually, but that might be hoping a bit too much. So, since I didn’t watch the Oscars last night…someone spoil the winners for me. Thanks!

There are things in this world, that I don’t understand
Like: Love, war, gravity, or the lay of the land
But all of these remain mysteries
but one thing is for sure, you are worth living for
- “One Thing is For Sure” by The Spill Canvas

Good morning. Add these to your breakfast. You might want to put some frosted sugar on them or something. Oh, and #61 should seal the deal that I’m off to Heck when I buy the farm.

For those with no skills, here’s the answer to the #65 sad comic:

I’ll do a mini update on the weather here in New Jersey for Momma Dukes’ sake…SNOW. LOTS OF IT. STILL COMING DOWN. COLD SHOES. UP TO ANKLES. SLUSH SLUSH SLUSH. CAN’T DRIVE UP HILLS. COLD. RAINY. SNOWY. CHANCE OF ANNOYANCE? 106%. I think I’ll work through lunch today so I can go home early, get warm, and play my Nintendo DS.

Why the DS? Well, I promised Bitsy I’d work on my town in Animal Crossing: WW and I mean to make well on that promise. I have already started revamping my house. Bottom floor is now mostly ranch items, with a lucky cat in the corner. Upstairs is my smaller robo-room (still need a robo-floor). I also have a four-leaf clover on the table. Yay!

Anyways, “#291 – The Cookie Man” is currently being featured on the front page of WordPress. That’s nice. If you can’t see it, try refreshing or looking under the “food” category.

How about y’all? What are you up to for the next two days?

The Cookie Man is a liar. No surprise. I ended up just getting my hot chocolate, opting not to put my trust in a man’s baked goods if he couldn’t even win the followings of his co-workers.

Not feeling well this morning and must keep this short. So, tell me a story about cookies. Go on.

Cause it’s 5 o’clock, the hour stops the sunlight,
the buildings shade the masquerade and kill time,
here we’re nothin more than fools and whores and sad highs,
through the summer sand, we’re living in a wasteland
- “Wasteland” by Augustana