Went out with my friends this weekend. After dinner they wanted to go to the hep swingin clubs but they forgot about the Biz Factor. That's right, the kid with the sneakers and the digital camera. We ended up playing video games. Nice.

Okay, I applied for a really nice apartment that I hope I get. Keep your toes crossed!

I ate my lunch outside today. A fly came near me, then died in mid air and dropped to my plate. A sacrifice? A practical joke? I think not. The same thing happend several years ago with a dragonfly, except I was in a canoe. Unrelated? Possibly. Part of an elaborate plan by my doppelganger from another dimension? Maybe. At any rate, I shall stay on the alert and while I'm at it, double up on the vitamin C.

Occasionally my secret government work calls for a little international online research. This site, however, didn't help much.

We just saw Godzilla 2000. Godzilla fights a UFO and the Godzilla Prediction Newtork uses iMacs!

Again, I claim to know stuff. Here's an article I wrote about bookmarklets.

Quantum particles in a state of "superposition" can spin simultaneously up and down. Good to know. I love the name quantum computer it sounds retro-futuristc. "Can't be sure what it is sir, I'll have to run it through the Quantum Computer."

Livia's mother bought her a futuristic wisk that resembles an executive desk toy model of a solar system. I soon discovered that it doubles as a revolutionary cranial massage device. I recommend washing, however, between the two distinct uses.

I had a dream last night that I was inside a game. It was super-realistic but I knew it was a game so I was intentionally messing around. Then I turned into a young Patrick Stewart, became a hawk, and escaped the Russians that were trying to kill me.

The milk at the grocery store is liquid fat intended for consumption by baby cows. I read an article that says milk is bad for humans over the age of 2. Since my anatomy most closely resembles that of a human, I avoid drinking milk. I know many people may think I am crazy, dangerous, a rebel. It's okay, I don't care, I'm gonna take my chances and not drink milk.

My dangerous away-mission took me to a wild, coastal glade this weekend. Moments later, the dry clothes and pack you see me wearing where whisked away by a mysterious swell of water known to locals as "high tide".

I'm ruining the web. We should all just stop this silliness and leave it to the experts.

My mom's in Florida so Livy and I are staying here. Unfortunately, last night we were abducted by aliens. Luckily, I had my CDS 1000 and was able to capture photographic evidence. The boys at the lab are checking it out now.

I played a game called Radikal Biker last night. You have to speed around a busy European city on a moped delivering pizza. You get points for finding shortcuts and for jumping off giant ramps and capturing huge icons. I never once used the brake! I should be a professional moped man.

What's the deal with this whale research. "...a Japanese whaling fleet left port on Saturday with the goal of catching 150 Minke whales, 50 Bryde whales, and 10 Sperm whales. Japan's Fisheries Agency said the hunt was being conducted to gather information on the habitat, diet and migration patterns of the whales. As a part of the study the whales will be killed and their meat sold to local markets." Which part of the study is that? The part where fat young brides gorge themselves on whale flesh? Throw some recycled confetti, you're just gonna get divorced in a few years anyway.