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Friday, January 23, 2004

By popular request, my first guitar lesson:

Beginning rock guitar was certainly beginning rock guitar. I think I was the only person in the class who had picked up a guitar before. I was a guitar master, having learned all the chords on page 4 of our book many years ago. There was an old left handed woman with a right handed guitar and a blue haired woman with a blue guitar. I never plan ahead like that. Our instructor has a penchant for playing Led Zeppelin and Pink Floyd. I think his favorite hobby is teaching us a chord, and then playing some classic rock song that uses only that chord. My guitar does not work that well.

Monday, January 19, 2004

To everybody who did not want to go sailing today:
Nico and I happened upon a pod of migrating dolphins. Or maybe they weren't migrating. They definitely seemed interested in our boat, and I think they were intentionally bumping into us. Does anybody know how many dolphins make up a pod? Me either, but there were too many to count. Unfortunately, none of them could be described as showmen. They were unable to walk on their tails and unwilling to jump out of the water.

Thursday, January 15, 2004

Do I dare blog at work? I was thinking that I would update my links...I think 80% of my traffic comes from these 2 pages, so now I am returning the favor. Please note, 1) I know how to spell "partial" and 2) Jenny has replaced Tricia as the "Other One".

Saturday, January 10, 2004

I almost forgot: Thank you to Jenny, my very first donor to the boat fund. You are reserved a space in heaven. The rest of you cheapskates can donate by clicking right...about...here. Or if you missed that, right over there>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Oh, to be forgotten.

A one act play by Michael B. Lasko

For some reason, Nico and I are quite accustomed to being ignored in restaurants. All kinds of restaurants: Italian, Chinese, seafood, places with views, loud places, and on and on and on. Usually after we're finished eating, we end up alone in an empty corner waiting, and waiting, and waiting for the bill. Tonight we went out for some exotic Mid-Eastern fare, and I learned that the Lebanese can ignore you like no one else on Earth. We weren't just ignored, we were invisible. 30 or 40 minutes later, the sociology experiment got old and we walked up to the front to pay.

Saturday, January 03, 2004

Whoo hoo! Last day at Crescent. Very productive day. Click here for hours of fun.