Year: 2004
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Updates on Random
Our stuff finally arrives tomorrow. I am so looking forward to this. First, Door to Door storage is dropping off the huge blue bins. Next, some unloading company is coming over to move everything up the stairs and into our sunny apartment. Finally, I will have some fall clothing. Finally, we’ll be able to eat…
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On Film Scanners
We scan alot of film where I work. Today, I was told that I should study up on the scanner we own in order to ensure my production of speedy yet excellent scans. This morning I spent hours getting to know the scanner. We have an Epson 4870. It’s superb. Here is what I spent…
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Clown = Evil
I have always thought there might be a genetic predisposition behind the fear some of my family members have of clowns. Both my older brother and I fear them as if they were spawn of satan. I once locked myself in a closet after one entered the video store I worked at in college. Damn…
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Self Seeking Style.
Last night, on my way home I noticed a cute girl on MUNI. She was about my height. She had blond hair. It was styled yet messy. Her roots were showing slightly. They were darker than the hair around her face. But they weren’t the crop of a lazy gardener. It was the hair color…
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The Sopranos
Last night we were placing imaginary bets on who’s going to die on the Sopranos. Toby had a few ideas, I did as well. My guess was so uneventful and safe. (This is why I’m a bore to gamble with. I’m way too conservative with my money). So, who’s gonna bite it and by whom?…
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Remove my fingers, please.
I, Michele, hereby swear that I will never, under any circumstances, talk about my job on, over, on top of, near, around, or in front of the internet. This means that no matter how funny and/or unbelievable and intoxicatingly weird said job becomes I will not mention said weirdness here. And in the event of…
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Napa and Company
(Descriptions, if any, are below each picture. Click on each to enlarge.) Toby’s feet. In the sun while we sip wine outside. Napa off route 29. This is not a shot of grapevines. It’s a shot of hay. This is a shot of grapevines. This is a closer up shot of some more grapevines. And…
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What is this, your first day?
Yes, it is. Again. I’m not even going to count how many of these I have had over the span of my fifteen working years. Every time I come to one of these, I consider pulling a stunt like the one Jack did in Five Easy Pieces. Not the one where he really wants to…
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All I can do is whine.
Who would have guessed that allergies could be so damn bad in San Francisco? I feel like my head is about to explode. Help. Me.
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Washingtonienne Revealed
In follow up to a few links I posted yesterday, Ms. Washingtonienne has been revealed. Her name is Jessica Cutler. Wonkette has an exclusive interview. You can still read some of her sex-filled stories here. You can also read the latest fake (but kinda funny) Washingtonienne here. (I still think this is the work of…
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