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So my car got stolen last week. Out of my driveway. Sometime between, say, 11:30 p.m. Sunday, March 13 and 7:30 a.m. Monday, when the Boy and I walked out the back door and, while I'm facing the other way locking the deadbolt, I hear "So, Dad, where's our car?" Serious cramp in the morning schedule.Now, the 1995 Mazda 626 ES is a fine ride and all, but c'mon. I do take solace in the fact that

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That I resume posting. I've intermittantly been revising the look of the place with the intent to get rolling again, but work and life and general slackness and my newly realized utter lack of facility with things technoNet (more below) have made it a longer process than it should be -- the adding of the YYR logo to the old Gwen photo took one whole night of its own -- so, like moving into a

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Does Gary Hart look like a mutant?

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I commented on another site after the election that the media bias had really been pissing me off, but that thankfully most of the examples I'd been squirreling away in the back of my head had gotten displaced by more important things to remember (also now forgotten). But there's one that, for whatever reason, still sticks in my craw, prompting me to go back tonight and search for the article

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So apparently there is or will be a new reality show on TBS, "The Real Gilligan's Island." I don't know anything about this show other than what I've seen on the odd commercial (and, unlike my compatriot, Cap, I tend not to do the research before opining), but the commercials imply that they're casting simulacra of the Sherwood Schwartz characters, placing them on an island, and (we should

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So my world has shrunk down to a small, well-defined area. I measure the metes and bounds of my life as follows:• The seven and a half feet between the fancy leather chair and the teevee;• The collective 20 or so yards between the den, the bar, and the garage (home of the new exercise equipment, lawnmower, and new gas-powered trimmer [I tried, without luck, to find a Poulan Weed

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So a few additional random thoughts about the debate: • I also say "Aargh!" when TiVo changes the channel to IFC to catch Dinner For Five in the middle of the debate while I'm screwing around with this Internet stuff. • Why are "town hall" debates always in some auditorium at a private university? Shouldn't they be in a "town hall" somewhere? I'd like to see a debate at the West

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So I've paused the TiVO* and taken a break during the midst of the "town hall" Presidential debate (is it my imagination or does Charlie seem more presidential than either of the candidates) because I found myself screaming at the TV again. Specifically in the middle of Kerry's response to the question about why the deficit is so big. More specifically, at the point where he's again said that

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So I got this big four-year "retention" bonus from my firm. Not big in the Shearson Lehman sense, I suppose, but big for this small town boy. Retention, not in the "you're carrying so much water weight we feel sorry for you" sense, but the "you're still here? have some money" sense. So I got the big payoff and here's what I've purchased: • Night on the town for me and the Boy -- ie., all

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Strange days indeed. Most peculiar momma.

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