WTF?
In 1999, after a couple of years fiddling with that blogging thing on various other people's domains, I thought I had enough things to say to merit my very own corner of this here interweb. In 2007, I suddenly ran out of ammo. Thankfully, that didn't last forever... So, I'm back. Still not dead yet. Like a phoenix from the ashes. Behold.
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November 19, 2002
:: Things I've Done and Things I've Lost: Part 2, a double episode ::
To continue in the vein of losing the most irritating possible things, this time it's my soap. Along with my soap dish. Left in the shower yesterday morning. Grr!
And another successfully broken rule:
No local dairy. Presumably because they don't pasteurize. Nevertheless, I've had homemade yoghurt on two separate occasions now, and fresh milk every morning in my coffee, and have suffered no adverse effects.
(update) No fresh fruit that you didn't peel yourself. I defy anyone to peel a pineapple as quickly and efficiently as these people with the little carts of deliciousness. Plus, it looks good and tastes even better.
On today's agenda: the Grand Palace, Wat Pho. Maybe a nice Thai Massage. I'll keep you posted.
[author's note: this entry was corrupted and its original db entry lost. below are listed the comments originally posted on this entry.]
stephen
riley@ring17.com
and remember some advice from our friend joe..
if a elephant approaches, do not ponder whether or not the elephant is God, or if you are God, or if God should get out of the way of God. Listen to the driver on top of God yelling at you to get out of the way.
stephen
riley@ring17.com
well, love! seems the list of items im bringing builds by the day! as long as you dont lose, say, an elephant, it'll be ok. i bet you're just jonesin' for a hamburger and tater tots a la eric, eh? or maybe you're just eating some incredible tom yom soup and laughing. shit.