Seeing Katherine again last night was quite a little coincidence, and it brought out some powerful feelings. It's weird with some people, especially with people of the same birth sign in my case--we just have this strange unbreakable connection, even if we have never met prior. Jim's friend Margaret asked me what my birthday was, and when I told her Nov. 28, she said, "No wonder I like you."

I'm talking about sychronicity here, and loneliness. I'm fucking lonely. My dreams were crazy last night. Fucking temperamental mexicans. They get so angry at you, then chase you around the grocery store. And all it took was for me to apologize to make things right again (I could barely do it I got so choked up with emotion and the cookies in my mouth). All the animosity, all the betrayal, all the trespasses were forgiven. Fucking temperamental mexicans.

depressed depressed depressed. I woke up singing that White Stripes song about Citizen Kane and now I want to see Citizen Kane. "I'll bet you five there's none alive who don't know his name." Is he referring to William Randolf Hearst in that line? I mean, Orsen Wells put the pet name that Hearst used for his girlfriend/wife's clitoris in the movie: Rosebud. What brashness!

More music news: New Blur. New Radiohead. New Grandaddy. The new Radiohead album "Hail to the Thief's" final track: Wolf at the Door, is a confessional tale about Thom Yorke getting jumped on the street by some hooligans (thugs). Possibly Radiohead's scariest track.

Don't know shit about the Few, and I wouldn't trust Amazon's opinion of them. The last thing I'm scouting out is another Bright Eyes.

Thanks for the Babyshambles link Matt. The great thing about the Libertines are that they are insanely good. Those crazy drunk mothers do a cover of a song by the Coral, which is another really fun English band to listen to. The libertines' cover of Moldy Peaches' "Whose Got the Crack" pales in comparison to Scott, Kate, Mike and Kevin's. On Friday nights we like to do our rendition of the "Crack" song out the open windows overlooking W. Washington Street in hope that someone might just have the crack for us.

It's funny because it's true.

I like the Onion Headline: Asshole Proud of Asshole Son

Who here doesn't like The Onion?

MC Serch Updates List Of Gas-Face Recipients
QUEENS, NY—For the first time since the list's 1989 release, MC Serch of 3rd Bass unveiled an updated Gas Face list Tuesday, removing such longtime recipients as Hammer and P.W. Botha in favor of more current wrongdoers. "Osama bin Laden... gets the gas face," MC Serch, flanked by Prime Minister Pete Nice, told reporters. "Bill O'Reilly, shut the fuck up! Gas face!" Also included on MC Serch's newly revised Gas Face list were Scott Peterson, U.S. Sen. Rick Santorum (R-PA), and Grand Puba.

There was a great joke on Tough Crowd with Colin Quinn last night from an Arab comic:

After Sept. 11th, I read a report saying that hate crimes against muslims went up 1000 percent. But statistically, muslims were still behind blacks, gays, and jews in being discriminated against.

What else do we have to do?

If you act like a dumb shit, they will treat you like an equal.
Like a what?!
an equal
Like a WHAT?!
an equal
If you act like a what?!
a dumb shit!
they will treat you like an equal.

They will drown you in their mediocrity.

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Know anything about these "The Few" boys, Mike? I'm enjoying the Libertines. I heard of the babyshambles sessions in Rolling Stone.

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By now the world has witnessed that The Libertines are trying to present themselves as crazy motherf*ckers, or at least out-of-control drunkards, so no one will be surprised by the following:

In the last month or so The Libertines recorded what is now known as the Babyshambles Sessions -- over 3 hours of previously un-heard Libertines material. On it are new songs, cover songs, unreleased song, etc.

But here's the part of lunacy -- Pete Libertines had decided to go about sharing these recordings with the world by giving the only version of the tracks to a girl he hardly knew, entrusting her with the task of keeping her word and sharing them with the fans. And girl was good on it and has since put all of the material up on the internet at Babyshambles.org. On it you'll find surprises such as Rough Trade labelmate Adam Green's version of "What A Waster," and Libertines' versions of The Coral's "Dreaming of You," and The Moldy Peaches' "Who's Got the Crack?"

I'm only curious. We have applications that use send out email and email servers out at UIS. I'm a programmer, so I inquire about these things. The WUIS donations web form is one of those applications. The email server eagle.uis.edu recently went offline and the WUIS programming manager asked me a few questions about fixing it when I stopped by to see Bob Meyer.

Yes Matt, they can use other peoples' mail servers to send out spam. It's called relaying and it's used in nearly 100% of all spam you recieve. What brings about your interest in security may I ask?

AWOL is quite serious. In battle you can be shot for it. A military jail is nothing to joke about. You DO NOT want to go there.

How serious is AWOL anyways? Is it worse than shoplifting $300 dollars in clothes?

Corn Ear, do you ever work with email servers? Can spammers use other peoples' email servers to send out spam?

I love it when a girl says: "your impressed the pants me."

Also, today the little red head girl said I spanked her, because I've worked at the Olvie Garden for nine years (in July) and she's only worked there for four.

I don't understand girls either.

Ben Jammin is only a few days old and he's already read The Last Night of the Earth Poems by Charles Bukowski and the Holy Bible. This kid is special.

On a lighter note, my friend that I went to see that just graduated basic last weekend is AWOL right now. I told him tonight the longer he doesn't go back the worse it will be for him. Oh well, it's his life. He should do what he thinks is best for him, right?

I'll take that bridge four lanes please.

Ruth's husband Jim has started drinking after 20 years of sobriety. Ruth needs help with dealing with this difficult time and my mother has offered to help. She is with Ruth now.

Good side: I got the afternoon to myself and got to watch the Pianist in peace. Great movie, quiet afternoon. Other people's chaos is my reward.

A man was walking along a California beach and stumbled across an old lamp. He picked it up and rubbed it and out popped a genie.

The genie said,
'OK. You released me from the lamp, blah, blah, blah. This is the fourth time this month and I'm getting a little sick of these wishes, so you can forget about three. You only get one wish.'

The man sat and thought about it for a while and said,
'I've always wanted to go to Hawaii but I'm scared to fly and I get very seasick. Could you build me a bridge to Hawaii so I can drive over there to visit?'

The genie laughed and said, 'That's impossible. Think of the logistics of that! How would the supports ever reach the bottom of the Pacific? Think of how much concrete... how much steel! No, think of another wish.'

The man said OK and tried to think of a really good wish. Finally, he said,
'I've been married and divorced four times. My wives always said that I don't care and that I'm insensitive. So, I wish that I could understand women... know how they feel inside and what they're thinking when they give me the silent treatment... know why they're crying, know what they really want when they say "nothing"... know how to make them truly happy. .'

The genie said,
'You want that bridge two lanes or four?'

ass but no fuck.

Hey guys, howzit going. I put up the rest of the online Midterm Exam for Nancy Ford's Family Law class this morning. I still have to copy conferences from one Business Administration course (MARKETING COMMUNICATIONS) to another. It's a long, tedious, painful process. Luckily I have my 75 Hours of Slack to listen to. Praise Bob.

Several Pre-Publication editions of the Supplemental Ombudsmen Training Modules are ready for download. Margaret is relieved to finally get these done. We still have the Retirement Research Foundation Report due in July to work on. Thankfully, I get the next few days off from ICARE.

Matt K is angry. I tried out his search engine. Here is the result:

3 occurences of ass found in the Fall 2003 courses

Congrats on the kid.

Welcome Benjamin Michael to this wonderous and frightening world! Congrats to all the new Uncles, Grandpas and Grandmas.

Check out the search engine I made for the online program: Online Course Schedule

Why on earth would you need template access, Phuh Quer?

One person with a fever is not nearly enough reason to 'start shooting those dirty prarie dogs', Mr. Blow-Monkeypox-out-of-Proportion.

A British officer in Basra tells this joke, in the spirit of the mainly Anglo-American coalition. A British gentleman and a French lady with a lap poodle are sharing a compartment in a train with an American soldier. The soldier gets up to open the window and bumps into the French woman. He starts to apologize, but she berates him as rude and clumsy. After a few minutes of this he calmly reaches over, grabs her poodle by the scruff of the neck and throws it out the window. Beside herself with rage, she demands that the Brit come to her assistance. “Certainly, madam,” he says, turning to the American. “I beg your pardon sir, but it appears that you have thrown the wrong bitch out the window.”

I think we should all get guns and start shooting those dirty prarie dogs.

Yo la Tengo is the most impressive band I've ever seen live. Someone in the audience accused Ira Kaplan of corking his guitar. I wouldn't doubt it.

For Hannakhu this year I want to got to see YLT in Hoboken, New Jersey for their eight day show. Whose with me?

That's right! I have a new identity. And with my new identity I have new responsibilites. I wanna teach the little beaver how to throw a nuckle ball. Unfortunately I know about as much teaching the nuckle ball as I do training a dog to swim.

Me and Matty got back from Chi town today. My fondest memory of the trip thus far was watching the otters showboat at the aquariam. Most of the fish were fat and stupid, but that otter really knew how to get the crowd going. He had a fairly large exhibit with a small waterfall in the middle. He'd fly off the waterfall and then climb up the rocks and then do it over again - to the glee of kids and adults alike. When he got sick of that he'd do laps in his pool, doing flips and kicking off the glass. The kids gave him high fives everytime he kicked off the glass. I wanted to give him a high-five too but the kids wouldn't get out the way