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Wednesday April 7 2004. DAMN DUMB.
  Hello, and welcome to a day of frustration. For someone that has maintained a weblog for over four years, I'm pretty damn dumb when it comes to FrontPage 2000.
GRAY. CHICKEN. WACKO.

  Maybe I shouldn't spend 45 minutes trying to get a border the perfect shade of gray. Maybe I need my head examined.

  Today's Top Headline: "Donald Trump Beats Chicken In Casino Game!"   I do a lot of my writing/thinking out on the back deck. I'll just go out there, stand around, and get my thoughts in line. Quite often, I talk it through. Out loud. And since we live on a hill and my deck is visible to about 12 other houses, do you think my neighbors notice? And think I'm a wacko? I mean, I am a wacko, but all of Fairfax City doesn't need to know it.
ALREADY DOING IT. HUSKIES.

  And this just in from the Zoological Society of London's (ZSL) website: "Animal behaviour experts at ZSL are asking volunteers to 'talk chimp' in everyday life and see how primate patter can resolve workplace conflicts, express emotions and strengthen human bonds. The results of this major study will be published later in the year to see just how 'talking chimp' can help in everyday life."

  If I wasn't so damn lazy last year, I may have written an Entry in October about how I decided to adopt UConn as my surrogate basketball team(s). Seriously, I did. I just wish I could prove it now because their basketball programs kicked butt.
POINTS FOR BARNEY. Cutting Edge, Wacko, Points For Barney, Huskies, Vegas Shows, Damn Dumb, Gray, Chickens, and Already Doing It.

  As much as I enjoy busting Barney's balls, I have to give him props for sending me a long (LONG) informative email detailing how depreciation works. It was quite helpful to me in my Small Business Venture. Yes, I'm still gonna bust his balls, but I'd like to semi-publicly thank him.

VEGAS SHOW. CUTTING EDGE.
  Then again, if Barney keeps sending me emails about which show we're going to see in Vegas later this month, I just may have to kill him.   I must be ahead of the curve: The Washington Post ran a front page article in Style on the horrors of the song "Happy Together" and the Applebee's commercial. Me? Cutting edge? Nah.
     

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