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Sorry Quincy! When I was writing my reply, I scrolled down to the bottom of the page and saw Berigan's post; not remembering that only the last 10 posts are shown I thought B was the orginator (especially since his entry was so early in the morning - you guys must be night owls or insomniacs). It's this attention to detail that will serve me well as a technical support reprethingy at my new job. Oh, to be back in the arms of a cold and indifferent corporation... I really love the camaraderie and goodwill of the members of Organissimo.org. If this site were a bar in Boston, I'd be Norm Peterson - and I'd never leave. Thanks again, everyone!

I've been fooling around with a swing version of Elvis Costello's Watching The Detectives for awhile. Kind of a lounge-y feel with a gruff sax melody.

Wow, thanks! I had forgotten it was my birthday - if you guys hadn't said something, it might have slipped by me completely (seems to have slipped my parent's minds ). Thanks for starting the thread, Berigan. I got all my birthday wishes granted last week - got a job, won my court case, and won a free liter of Coke. I won the court case (asshole hit my car, blamed me) because the *victim* didn't show up for court and I got the job because they offered me a really low salary and I jumped on it like Oprah on a baked ham. The free Coke is because I found a winning bottle cap. No live jazz for me this week, not until I get some disposable income piled up. But if I did, I'd go to the best place in Atlanta for jazz: Churchill Grounds, next to the Fox Theater at the corner of Peachtree and Ponce. I'll make do with Jazz Kat's CD by his band Maiden Voyage - it is some serious shizzit, I kid you not. I need to post a review of it . Love the cake, maren - jpg cake is about the only kind of cake I can let myself have these days. Gotta fast for the upcoming eating season. Or for my health, whatever. Thanks again everybody!

Handouts to squirrels must stop! They're overloading the welfare system, clogging our emergency rooms, and stealing jobs from our chipmunks!

Same barber shop for 35 years; same two barbers: Sonny and Richard. And Richard opens the shop about 6:30AM so I go early and rarely have to wait.

Ask him if he's ever asked a hotdog vendor to "make him One with everything". In Kamakura Japan I climbed up inside this Buddha (he was hollow).

I liked how Randy described the county fair: "It's like Disneyland for poor people!"

I had that one - loaned it to a friend who left it on the dashboard of his car and it melted. Also had Steve Vai's The Attitude Song on flexi-disc - loaned it out, never saw it again. Moral of story - never loan anything out. Either give it away or keep it. Or get a better class of friends.

That's what you get when you wake up with Norwegian wood...

It's always a party when Spock takes the helm...

The most shocking thing about this picture is how low Chekov's hair is parted. Mr. Sulu on his first day back from his vacation on planet Lambda.

I can't dance - and have no desire to learn - but Deee-Lite's Groove Is In The Heart makes me want to try. Oh, and I've got about 90% of a Frankenstein monster built in my garage. If I can catch just one more hobo, I'll have it completed...

Maybe book smart, maybe street smart. But not Electricity 101 smart. God's Law is great, but Ohm's Law is greater.

Always like to see his character on the Simpsons: Akira - owner of The Happy Sumo restraurant and sometimes martial arts instructor.

He's gay, Jim.

Sorta like running yer own business. It can be like that. ← I like to tell my family that my job is finding a job. But I also like to tell myself that a few more minutes/hours in the sack won't hurt me. There's got to be a happy medium in there somewhere. Regarding hurricanes - earlier this year, three friends of mine were hired by the Feds to visit the areas damaged during the 2004 hurricane season, assess damages and whatnot, and write reports - and they got paid handsomely for their work. The way 2005's season has gone, there should to be plenty of work to go around after the start of the new year. Maybe I'll look into that - unless a FEMA restructuring changes the program. In the meantime - here's a screen cap (courtesy of Fark) of a reporter getting hit with a piece of cardboard during Hurricane Rita. And it was dark when this happened so he probably never saw it coming - he's lucky it wasn't a road sign or corrugated tin or else there would have been a different top story for the day.

I do (reporter, not a civilian) - but then, I'm a terrible person. When I was watching the Katrina coverage at the office I told someone, "I'm not leaving until this reporter gets smacked in the face with something." A few minutes later, he got a plastic bag or something wrapped around his face. We all laughed and laughed... A week later our company closed its doors and we were all out of work. Karma. ← I didn't know if I should laugh or cry at your post, so I did both...I hope you are happy! ← I try to look on the bright side - I get to sleep late every day, and I can no longer tell the difference between a weekday or the weekend. Hey Berigan - watch for me on television during FOX 5's Thanksgiving broadcast from Hosea's soup kitchen. I'll be the guy going back for seconds. Maybe thirds to tide me over on the ride home.

For your dining and dancing pleasure - Geraldo sings Rock You Like A Hurricane...

I do (reporter, not a civilian) - but then, I'm a terrible person. When I was watching the Katrina coverage at the office I told someone, "I'm not leaving until this reporter gets smacked in the face with something." A few minutes later, he got a plastic bag or something wrapped around his face. We all laughed and laughed... A week later our company closed its doors and we were all out of work. Karma.

This guy just creeps me out...

I think some of the people in my community are aspiring pharmacists - they seem to buy a lot of Sudafed and talk about "setting up shop".

So last night (Oct 18th, 2005) I'm lying in a hotel room, listening to Soft Machine on the iPod and watching Jeopardy with the sound muted - 'cause that's just how I roll when I'm in Reno. I don't what the category was but something like this pops up on the television screen: This New York City-based free jazz saxophonist has recorded tributes to Ennio Morricone and Ornette Coleman. After a big "Dooo-WHAAAAT?" I jump up, find the remote and unmute the television and I can hear Naked City's Inside Straight playing while the three contestants stand there dumbfounded. Then Alex Trebek says something like "I see that no one's finger is near the button of their signaling device, while we listen to the music of John Zorn... John Zorn." edit: And it was the last question of the column, which makes it one of the big money ones.

The penguin did it.

Tell me about it. I had a litter of mice up inside the wall of one of my bedrooms. I could hear them thumping around but couldn't figure out how to get rid of all of them at the same time. Then the mother got eaten by an owl or something, and after 2-3 days the litter died. And it stunk - I mean a sickly-sweet, eye-watering miasma that turned that whole room into the Amityville Horror. I've dealt with a dead mouse in the wall before - give it a few days and it will dry out. I don't know how many dead mice were in that wall but they had the collective putrifying power of an adult opossum. After a week or so, I was this close to cutting a hole in the wall and scooping them out myself. Good times... 1. If you put out traps or poison, put it along the walls. Mice tend to hug the walls when they travel (don't like being exposed on all sides). 2. If you put out a trap - and the next day the trap has been sprung, and moved a considerable distance - you need a bigger trap. True story. 3. Seal up any holes leading into the house and get rid of anything that mice might want to hide in, under or around. Time to take those old newspapers to the recycling center. 4. Get a cat. They're wired to hunt and almost always get their mouse, unless the mouse is Speedy Gonzalez or a baby kangaroo.