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Mickey One - Best movie I've ever seen Warren Beatty in (Including Bonnie and Clyde). Great Soundtrack, too. Lots of fun symbolism, and I really like the junk man.

Why didn't I know about this movie until today? Most excellent! On the local cable access channel. If I had half a brain, I'd have taped it, but who knew it'd be so good? the VHS is out of print at the moment. It could certainly stand to be dropped onto DVD. It looks like AMC shows it now and then. I'll sic my spiders on it, and make a point of taping it next go-'round.

Holy cow... it's after midnight! This day has just gone by like a blink. A little Zucker on the tube while I read before bed will end the day nicely.

Until later, dear journal.

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if you have a aim name... (or more than one...) you've got 20 megs of hosty-data available to you. it's at http://mywebpage.netscape.com/ [update, a year later - netscape no longer hosts remotely to LJ)

Example from my biglug account




(fixed after netscape opted to not remote host here)

I still think the browser is stinky and behind the times.... but this is a nice offering from aol. I prefer it to the landfill of CD's they send me.

( Another pic or two from my Newton-bot account, test )

Not bad... twenty megs an alias, and you can create aliases quick as a wink.

Sometime mid-afternoon, I'm going out with my brother to pick up a little RCA to microphone converter, so that we can put those speakers on his PS2.... also going to hook him up with his playstation again. He's got the itch to play, and I really won't miss it. Maybe make the trip to Target so he can exchange a birthday gift for something more suited to him.

I need to adjust the CPAP straps a little.. a wee bit to tight.. leaves quickly fading pressure marks on my face, akin to pillow creases. I'm sure I'll have it feeling right tonight.

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Looking in my cupboard this morning... the day after getting groceries. There's a secure feeling that comes over me, knowing that I won't have to forage for a time. I'm very pleased at the almost comedy of wealth there.

I dreamt last night that I was told not to have any telephone communication with the dead. I got a notice on my bill for extended calls into the afterlife and that I was allowed only one hour a month to talk to the deceased. I couldn't remember talking to any dead folks on the phone, but I paid the bill, uncontested... because I didn't want to offend anyone dead that I'd forgotten about. I remember that he bill didn't seem any more expensive than usual.

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The bookstore had a couple of really nice deals... I dashed away from there with a bag of ten, purchased for about $20. I picked up a nice collection of Edgar Allen Poe… an old one, so it's extra neat and pre-creepified, for midnight readings of The Raven and Murders in the Rue Morgue ... good to read aloud.

It was a nice enough day, though I bussed the distance rather than cycling (Mainly because I didn't know what sort of massive book load I might be bringing home.)

Riding on the bus means... more doodles. Mousing over 'em may give you some insight as to where each drawing came from.







Also, the coolest T-shirt I've seen lately-

mage knight army idea

formation:
3x**troll arty
1xamazon queen
1xchaos mage
2x*shaman

loners:
1x**imp
1x***tormented soul