Day: February 1, 2004

Evidence that me five years ago wouldn’t recognize me now

February 1, 2004 /

I watch and am interested by C-Span, probably two days out of three.

Admittedly, part of this is the fact that it’s one-tenth of all the channels we get, but mostly it’s because I’m interested in what people on there are saying.

February 1, 2004 /

Maria:	Brendan, you really are getting good at frying sweet and sour chicken. I like eating it when you make it, and I appreciate your making dinner tonight. I just have one request.
Me:	(standing in the blasted, grease-spattered wreckage of our kitchen) Yeah?
Maria:	Don’t do it.

Calling All Puppies

February 1, 2004 /

Maria asks me to mention that her birthday is on Thursday, and ergo, someone should buy her a puppy. She wants a puppy. I request the same thing, with the addendum that you keep it at your own house, and also feed and water and take care of it and pay for its shots.

Just… just get your own puppy.

February 1, 2004 /

Best of luck, James. Best of luck.

(This message brought to you by the toughest man in football.)

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February 1, 2004 /

A mystery begins today. Or does it? Well, it seems like it probably does.