Friday Inanities

  • I made three trips to the mailbox this afternoon before I realized that a "National Day of Mourning" meant no postal service. Duh.

  • Speaking of trips to the mailbox, have you ever walked halfway down the block on the way to your box when you suddenly stop and wonder if you're wearing pants? No? Well, um, neither have I...but I was really wondering about you.

  • Seeing the Clintons sitting on the front row with George and Laura at today's memorial brought this inevitable comparison and contrast to mind: As a President, Clinton made a fine actor. As an actor, Reagan made a fine President. I know which I prefer.

  • I really should be doing real work instead of this.

  • I experienced a rare situation during my bike ride this morning. The humidity exceeded the temperature. Blech. I guess it's God's way of reminding me that things could be worse; I could live in Houston.

  • No offense, Kevin.

  • Say, I just noticed that I blogged post #1,000 earlier this week. I don't know if that's a milestone, or simply an indication of a wasted life. Nevertheless, I'd like to publicly thank the millions of pixels who made it all possible. I couldn't have done it without you, guys.

  • You know, this list-blog technique is great. It plays to my strength: the ability to say very little in as few words as possible.

  • Crispin Glover's portrayal of Willard Stiles in "Willard" brings to the screen the creepiest loser since Anthony Perkins played Norman Bates in "Psycho." That's still not reason enough to rent it. "Willard," that is. And don't ask.

  • I just realized that I've been unintentionally posting today with comments turned off (the new default). If you care to comment on the previous entries, I've turned the comments capability back on. Unless you're a comment spammer, in which case, shame on you.

  • And, finally...blessedly so, I might add, coming soon: "What's In Your [NetFlix] Queue?" TTFN.
Comments

When I saw Prez. Clinton on camera during Mulroney's eulogy, he was having a little nap, eyes closed, still as a column.

Posted by: john c at June 11, 2004 02:44 PM

John, I'm sure he was just being, um, statesmanlike.

Posted by: Eric at June 11, 2004 02:46 PM

Goodness, it's brutal in H-town right now. No offense taken. :)

Then again, I love this crazy city, even when it's like this.

Posted by: kevin whited at June 11, 2004 05:56 PM

Um, if you start listing your groceries and I'm still interested, I'm going to seek some serious psychiatric hospitalization...

Posted by: manasclerk at June 12, 2004 09:41 PM

I happen to think that my grocery list is *quite* interesting! ;-)

Posted by: Eric at June 12, 2004 09:45 PM

Heh.

List posting rulz.

As a new convert to NetFlix, I can attest that it's a Good Thing and I will never go back to Life Before NetFlix.

President and Senator Clinton were both had their eyes closed whenever the camera was on them. You'd think that after 8 years in the Presidency, he'd know the cameras would be on him at times. Dude, needed a triple shot Starbucks or something.

Posted by: jen at June 13, 2004 07:06 PM

Jen, it's funny...I have only blank spots in my mental tape of the ceremony where the Clintons would have been. ;-)

Posted by: Eric at June 13, 2004 07:55 PM
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