Sark? Are you out there? Actually, I know you're "out there", what I meant was, are you "somewhere that can be located on a map"? Drop me a line if you are! Otherwise, pick a couple berries for me and don't eat the skinny "potatoes".

Livia's book is already listed at amazon, but it's not due out until November. Cool.

Leonardo da Vinci was a vegetarian. I'm not surprised, he used to go to the morgue so he could slice, dice, and draw. Pre-refrigeration kids. That's naaasty. He refused to eat beans too.

I lost an email amazon gift certificate that Greg got me for my birthday. I just emailed amazon and they sent me a new one! Cool.

In sixth grade science class we sometimes had to read aloud from the textbook, taking turns according to the seating plan. Alex Danovitch must have worked out in advance which paragraph was going to be his and prepared himself. The stress got to him, because when he arrived at the word "organism" he said "orgasm". That must have been rough.

I don't think I ever mentinoned that I had a good time in Nashville. The bus was bad, but the actual visit was fun. We rented a snappy new Corrolla and stuck around the Hillsboro Village area which is all arty like Cambridge. We hiked around a lake too, I think I got some southern sasquach footage. I have various specialists looking at it now.

We rented The Little Mermaid last night because Livia had never seen it. It was great, last of the old school Disney before puffy plastic CGI robot animation. Don't get me wrong, I love robots.

I just went on the alleged super train from New York to Boston. It seemed like the only thing different was the engineer blasted the petal to the metal and blew through Stamford to shave 45 minutes of the trip. Technology is amazing.

Gina! I'm back in Brookline. Maybe we'll check out Chicken Run this weekend. When I was a kid I knew that claymation wasn't cartoons and I knew that it wasn't quite real people either so I just hovered between fascination and freaked-outedness. It didn't help that all those shows were religious type deals.

I looked at a few more today. The only one I liked was $2600. I may have to develop a new strategy.

I just looked at my first potential apartment in Manhattan. It was fine, basically it was like a little hotel room that costs $2000 a month. I told the guy to keep it under $2000/mo, in the elevator he said he had a huge loft for $2500/mo. If I said I wanted him to keep it under $3000/mo, would he say he had a castle next to the ocean on 14th street for $3500/mo?

Jay and I went out early on Saturday morning to take photos in Boston. Jay is working on improving his craft, I didn't want to make it more dangerous for him by telling him why I was really there!

When I was a kid I went to a plant store and saw lots of fuzzy cacti. I stroked and petted the fuzzy things. When I got home I had millions of infinitesimal spikes creating a burning sensation all over my hands. It took days to grow out. I just did it again this morning. It hurts to type.

I posted some pictures of my trip to Nashville. For everyone's sake, I left all bus images out.

I stopped by Luke's house today in time to see the cat present a dead bunny on the steps and then make its way to the friskies dish. What have we done to this species? This housecat killed for sport and then ate horrible processed food from a can. They're almost as bad as we are. At least they can lick themselves clean.

A year ago I bought one of those double fan window units. I was so excited because I could reverse the direction at will! When I got it home, I discovered that to reverse the direction I had only to "turn the unit around". Great.

I'm back. Somebody spilled sprite on my bag. That's all that happened. I have a headache but I don't have to go on any more buses. Ahhh.

Greyhound Newsletter headlines: Blues master pisses self and nearby area of young Bostonian. Obese French woman uses "lost child" to scam seat - gets booted from bus. Amish overtake Nashville-bound bus, passengers complain of intense "spice" aroma. Self cannibalistic guitar student, gorges on own fingertip skin. Heavily medicated sadist eats saltines in sleep, brushes teeth fanatically. Captain "The Cleaner" Calvin - ace bus pilot, breaks official Greyhound speed record. Bus driver by day, comedian by night, "entertains" passengers into frenzy of laughter and pain. Biz Stone, Genius, arrives in Nashville - shaken, not stirred.

Many various bus rides from Boston to Nashville. Here's a snippet from the Cleveland to Cincinnati trip. Bus Driver to ancient bluesmaster next to me: "You pissed all over yourself." Bluesmaster: "Yeahhhh." Too bad the bus was full and I couldn't move for three hours. Go Greyhound!