Month: May 2000

THOUGHT
It’s kind of like summer camp was. When you’re there, you can’t wait to leave, and when you’re not there, you can’t wait to get back.

BAND FOR SALE
Moxy Früvous is now offering a backyard concert to the highest bidder on xpn.org. This is crazy! Only after a minute after the announcement, the bids were up to $500. I’d tell you what the current bid is, but I can’t get back on the web site since it’s so overloaded. I want them to come play in my backyard (if I had a backyard, anyway).

Tomorrow will mark the occasion of something that occurs extremely rarely. The seven major planetary objects (the Earth, Moon, Sun, Mercury, Venus, Mars and Jupiter) will be aligned within 5 degrees of each other. The last time this happened huge catastrophies ensued. Brace yourselves for the end of the world! For those who want to join my cult, of which I am the leader and is called, “This is Not a Cult,” email me at join-cult@fiveandtwenty.com. My followers will be spared tomorrow when the world comes to an end for the non-believers.

Be careful of people sending you love letters via email… ILOVEYOU is the newest worm infesting corporate and personal email. Luckilly I was able to stop 7 of 11 people in my office before they opened the Visual Basic Script attachment embedded in the email which replicated and sent itself to everyone in their address book. But four computers needed to be cleaned. Crisis averted. Wake me up when the next one comes along.

Driving home from work tonight, I saw an interesting sight. It was a short old lady, driving slowly in the left lane, peering through the steering wheel as she putted down the highway. She was driving a cop car.

I finally gave this area of my website a real title. With a tip of the hat to Magritte.

Alissa told me where the white chairs are — hidden inside the laundry room. Thanks, Alissa!

The new acoustic version is apparently sung by Bill Parsons. I really couldn’t find much info on the guy. If anyone knows something about him, let me know.

Well I’m very much moved in now. But I’m still unpacking. It seems like for every box I open and put away its contents, more boxes keep appearing. But my white chairs are missing.

There was an episode of Seinfeld where Kramer pretends to be the Moviefone guy. You know, “HEL-LO and welcome to MovieFone!” Well, now in NY and NJ, you can call 777-FILM and no, Kramer won’t answer the phone, but you will be able to say the name of the movie or your ZIP code and the system will understand it — voice recognition. Just thought I should let you know.