What follows is my last journal entry of the second millenium. Yes, I’m one of those nit-pickers who insists that the new millenium begins on
I cheerfully admit that by the standards of some people — the more fundamentalist of them — I am probably destined to go straight to
Lacking anything better to do after Thanksgiving, I decided that a good way to spend my time and get closer to Jennifer would be to
The thing I hate the most about being sick — and today I’ve been hit with a double whammy of a mild cold plus a
I’ve written before — and some of my readers might say, "Too much" — about my feelings for Jennifer. About how much I love her.
‘Twas Boston, and the slithy code Did sputter and crash within the web All flimsy was the buggy code And the home page outgrabe. The
When it comes to politics, I agree firmly with Douglas Adams: anyone who is capable of getting themselves elected President should, under no circumstances, be
Spiff is dead. Long live Spiff! My old 1992 Geo Metro had been on its last wheels for some time. The engine was still in
I’ve been plagued with asthma since I’ve been two years old. It’s a nasty condition: when you have a full-blown asthma attack, trying to breathe