Okay, everything is out of the old apartment. Now all I have to do is place myself in cryo-stasis until I get another apartment. Nice.

Still no info on the apartment. Last time I was in New York I saw a guy try to smash another guy over the head with a trash can. He didn't do it because his opponent hit him with a large lumber type item.

Weird. I was just listening to some freaky alternative music from mp3.com and I noticed my CD drive was ajar so I snapped it in. Suddenly my Elmore James CD started playing at the same time as the "Land of Dreams" mp3. I think the combined sonic effect penetrated the inner workings of my obdula oblangata. I could be wrong, but I think I can communicate with dolphins now.

We just ordered Livia a new blueberry iBook. She says she wants to put little animal stickers on it and call it Charlotte. Oh boy.

I dumped all my clothes at the Morgan-Memorial today. Next I will drive huge carloads of stuff to the take-and-leave. It's all part of my master plan for a "Non-Move" to New York. If I get rid of almost everything, I can just take the train to Penn and that will be my move. Some may say this plan is flawed. We shall have to wait and see.

Can't get any cesium, don't have the clearance. Packing up all the stuff and getting ready to clear outta this place. Supposed to find out if I'm good enough to move into an apartment in Manhattan. I'll let you know.

If I breath cesium exclusively for several minutes I could potentially think 310 times faster. Theoretically, I could finish the designs of my "air sleigh" and "piscean fin suit". It could be dangerous though, I'll need more research.

If yesterday was the 18th, then today is the 19th. But it's not, it's the 20th. I wonder if anyone else has noticed the missing day. I'll have to check on my calculations to be sure, but this could be big.

I somehow screwed up the inner workings of my blogger. Somehow the "edit" link at the end of the entry just below this one is fused with another link. As a result, I cannot delete the post in question and it is causing some minor mayhem. It could be worse, I could have accidentally left a Q-tip in my ear and then opened the bathroom door into it. I also could have accidentally spread Ben Gay in some "unsuggested" areas. I didn't do either of those things so I guess I'm "OK".

I'm linking to my own site. I'm crazy! Actually, it may seem like exaclty the same site to you. In fact in may even be the same site -- to you. But I assure you it is quite different. Oh yes. Quite. Don't believe me? Click

Jul 17, 2000

ignore Before they were demolished, I went to a movie at the "Airport Cinemas" on Cape Cod. I ordered a GIANT pink lemonade and found myself a nice seat. During the previews I lifted the "cup" for a drink and it lost structural integrity. The hull collapsed, resulting in a 1.2 gallon deluge of icy cold beverage in my lap. I didn't stay for the movie!

I went to the cafe car and asked for a bagel -- no cream cheese, not heated. The cafe car lady couldn't fathom it. Jelly? She asked. No thanks, I said. She shook her head in disbelief the way somebody does after their neighbor's house burns down. How come she didn't bat an eyelid when the kid before me ordered two vodkas for breakfast? Weird.

I went on the "fast" train again coming back from New York. The 8:35 train arrived at 9:15. Ten minutes out of Penn Station it busted. Then we went backwards for a while. Then I think someone was behind the train pushing it. Eventually I got home.

I applied for an apartment yesterday. Obviously I couldn't tell them of my affiliations to NASA's Molecular Machine Project. They'd freak if they knew I could pass through walls as if they were fog.

Check it out, I'm in The Book of Joan and you can check it out in "this week's featured films" at filmfilm.com. I play a slightly weird young librarian with abnormal fixations. Why'd they cast me?

Heading to New York today, gonna take another crack at the apartment situation.

I got the replacement TV today. Cracked on top and totally incompatable with my DVD player that Greg got me for my birthday. I have to get some kind of "adapter" if I want to hook it up. I went to Radio Shack but they didn't care. Maybe I'll just skip the whole thing and make my own puppet shows.

Mary P. Jacob's Tactical Nuclear Slide Rule. "The invention described herein may be manufactured, used, and licensed by or for the U.S. Government for governmental purposes without the payment to me of any royalty thereon." What about Supertectonics Labs, Mary? Former disgruntled employee.

Okay, Amazon is gonna send me another TV. Hey, check me out I'm an actual expert!

I ordered a new TV from Amazon.com and it came here all busted and wacked out and smacked around. I think UPS interrogated it somewhere in Georgia, trying to get answers as to my various governmental relations. It was really roughed up, but I think it only gave out it's brand, size and tracking number. Good man.

I was showing the new apple os to Livia tonight and she said, "Oh God, it looks like a vitamin pill."