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2006-10-25 - 10:35 a.m.
Another one of those this-and-that pages today.
First, on the personal front: Brin is coming down for another visit, so I need to prep the apartment for guests. It'll be another meet-us-halfway transfer. This time, we're both going on the 5 and meeting at the junction of the 5 and the 46 at...you guessed it.
Time for another oil change.
Well, in Salt Lake City a fire broke out in a crematorium. Not so unusual, you might say - after all, fire is what a crematorium is all about, right?
Ah, but they were cremating a 600-pound man. Some of his bodily fluids caught when they weren't supposed to. It's likened to a "grease fire" in the article.
Wanna bet the anti-McDonald's crowd will play this up?
From the website TMZ.com comes this article about "green" celebrities who use a lot of gas.
Hey, I'm all for taking care of the environment. I do my part as much as I can, by recycling and walking whenever possible. And I try to keep my car in proper shape, so it uses gas efficiently instead of wasting it. But some of these folk in that "movement" talk the talk and don't walk the walk. I wonder how much energy Al Gore would save if he rode a bicycle everywhere instead of using his private jet.
It would make more of a statement.
The late great Lennie Weinrib is getting a memorial service in LA tomorrow. It's open to the public, and there's going to be some famous folk there. My aquaintence Mark Evanier is hosting. Here's Mark's entry in his blog about it.
Mark says that, instead of sticking Lennie's daughter with the tab, they will be taking up a collection to pay for room rent and food and sundries. I can't make it - I have other plans - but I sent some cash through PayPal.
I figured that would do more good than another card.
And now, a really old one:
A man wakes up with a huge hangover. He forces himself to open
his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins and a glass of water on the side table. He sees his clothing in front of him, all cleaned and pressed. He looks around the
room and sees it is in perfect order. So's the rest of the house. He takes his aspirins and notices a note on the table:
Breakfast is on the stove, I left early to go shopping.
I Love you.
He goes to the kitchen. Sure enough, a hot breakfast and the morning newspaper await him. His son is also at the table, eating. The man asks, "Son, what happened last night?"
His son says, "Well, you came home after 3 a.m., drunk and delirious. You broke some furniture, puked in the hallway, and gave yourself a black eye when you walked into the door."
Confused, the man asks, "So why is everything in order and so clean, with breakfast on the table waiting for me?"
His son replies, "Oh that! Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off you shouted,
"LADY, GET YOUR DAMNED HANDS OFF OF ME! I'M MARRIED!"
Okay. I have housecleaning to do.
Be seeing you.
2 comments so far
LA - 2006-10-26 11:20:37 - http://la-the-sage.diaryland.com
Hi. Clicked through from your banner. I expect your claim is tongue-in-cheek, but do want to say 'cool' is a state of mind, not a functionality of age. ;-) ~LA
Dave - 2006-10-26 11:36:08 - http;//tooold2bcool.diaryland.com
Welcome welcome, and thanks for tuning in! The very first entry explains why I chose this name. It still holds true now. But then, this is what happens when you work with teenagers. :)
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