OK MAYBE I WENT TOO FAR...
With the sing-along-below. I though it was a little funny. I want to thank Marcus, Geoffrey and their many multiple personas (That's right, you guys are busted, you're IP addresses show up when I log on) for making me feel so loved. Maybe one day, more than a hand full of people will want to know what I'm thinking, or want to keep up with my doings.

I'm kind of filled with some ambivalent feelings right now. We had our final "Burrito Night" today. There's a new Tex-Mex place in town called Ned Peppers and they make really good Burritos. You can make your own combination. I like the Chicken and Cheese Burrito with black beans and refried beans. Casey, Liz and myself have been eating there every Friday night for about six weeks now. It was free tonight since I filled my frequent eater card. Hooray! It was our last night as a three-person group because Casey is leaving us soon.

If you didn't already know, Casey has been battling non-Hodgkin's lymphoma for a couple of years now. She's beaten it not once, but twice, but the darn thing is putting up a good fight. She's going to be relocating to Boston to receive a treatment at Dana-Farber Cancer Center and will be leaving us soon. I'm sad to see Casey leave, and hope that this time the treatment will get rid of the disease for good. She's definitely going to be gone for a year and after our shift was done tonight, Casey, Jon Solomon and myself were talking. She mentioned by the time she returns to Anderson, all her friends may be gone on to bigger and better things. Didn't want to think about it that way, but it's probably true.

Other than that, things are going quite swimmingly. Had a good talk this week with Brian Snyder about how I should approach my future and hopefully that will be worked out soon.

Til next we meet,

Duh-huh

ITS A SING-A-LONG EVERYBODY

Follow the bouncing blog....

This is the blog that no one reads. I'll keep writing 'til I bleed.
People quite reading it a long time ago.
Will they come back? We just don't know.

This is the blog that no one reads. I'll keep writing 'til I bleed.
People quite reading it a long time ago.
Will they come back? We just don't know.

This is the blog that no one reads. I'll keep writing 'til I bleed.
People quite reading it a long time ago.
Will they come back? We just don't know.

This is the blog that no one reads. I'll keep writing 'til I bleed.
People quite reading it a long time ago.
Will they come back? We just don't know.

This is the blog that no one reads. I'll keep writing 'til I bleed.
People quite reading it a long time ago.
Will they come back? We just don't know.

This is the blog that no one reads. I'll keep writing 'til I bleed.
People quite reading it a long time ago.
Will they come back? We just don't know.

This is the blog that no one reads. I'll keep writing 'til I bleed.
People quite reading it a long time ago.
Will they come back? We just don't know.

This is the blog that no one reads. I'll keep writing 'til I bleed.
People quite reading it a long time ago.
Will they come back? We just don't know.

This is the blog that no one reads. I'll keep writing 'til I bleed.
People quite reading it a long time ago.
Will they come back? We just don't know.

and so on and so on...

Well what else was I gonna do. I'm bored and no one does read this thing.

STORIES FOR DAYS....
It's been a week since my trip to DC ended, but I still have another story or two. Hope you enjoyed the photo galleries. I need to get off my butt and get a couple more online from the summer. Here's today's trip story: Donkeys everywhere I see.

If you looked at the photo galleries, and if you haven't you need to click here or here you've probably seen the picture of Marcus checking out the "Tourist Donkey" These things are everywhere -- the donkeys not tourists. Well OK so they are both everywhere. Basically Washington DC has many multicolored elephants and donkeys -- get it, the whole political mascot thing -- around town. There was the Donkey that was the beer keg, the multi-colored flowered donkey, some sort of elephant that had another print and the tourist donkey.

This has to be my favorite donkey. He has an FBI hat on, which you can buy at almost any street corner, a hawaiian shirt, tennis shoes and a camera. The donkey is a complete tool...We saw it on our walk around downtown on our last night in town. We walked around the block that is the White House/Executive Office Building. It was a nice walk, and a great trip to DC.

Part two of the photo gallery is up... Check it out here.

ANOTHER STORY FROM THE TRIP
Hope everyone had a good weekend. I was really busy, so I didn't have any time to post any stories or update the blog. Good news though, I've posted the first batch of photos from the trip to DC on my website. You can click here to see them. But before you go dashing off to look at pictures here's today's story:

Today's episode: You can't spell Anthrax without AX
After a day of walking around the Washington Mall, which included me convincing Geoffrey (who lives the DC area) that we were closer to the L'Enfant metro, we decided to head out to Georgetown. There's one catch. The Metro don't stop in Georgetown. The closest it gets is Foggy Bottom, which happens to be right near the George Washington University campus.

We ride out of the station and are greeted by a cat-suit clad model handing out sample cards of a new body spray called AXE. Don't ask me what it smelled it, because I threw mine away without opening it. Call me paranoid. The model asks me if she can spray it on me. I decline and walk off -- but in the opposite direction of where I need to be going.

Geoffrey calls out to me, and I turn around, only to see Geoffrey and Marcus getting sprayed by the model, who is trying to get both of them to lift up their shirts and be photographed for a commercial. We all decline and start walking off towards Georgetown. That's when Marcus see HER.

She's wearing a similar cat-suit, but is little more attractive than the one that approached us. Who am I kidding? she was pretty hot. She's trying to get a couple of other guys to be in the commercial and it looks like one of them agrees. Marcus peels off and talks to her. Says, he'll let them spray him if she does it.

I'm in so much shock, that I can't even get my camera out to shoot the picture. Marcus is going to be famous for being in an Axe ad and I missed it.

WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR BLOG?
So you may have surfed over to this site yesterday and read half a story of our adventure to Washington. But when I woke up and read it, it wasn't very good. So I killed it. Why? So I can bring you a different little Washington vignette every day until I run out of them.

Today's story: Pancakes at a Noodle House.
You have to understand that Marcus wanted to go to IHOP when we first arrived in Alexandria. He ate pancakes at our first food stop on the way up, and he said he can eat breakfast food at any time. But this was lunch, 1 p.m. or so. And we were at a Noodle House near Dupont Circle. Their mistake for having a sign that said Breakfast Anytime. Marcus was expecting something special. He got pancakes.

Bonus Story: Fountains for Geoffrey...
Geoffrey's favorite place in DC is the sculpture garden of the National Gallery of Art. You may think it's because of all the great pieces of art (he is an artist masquerading as a car salesman) or that it's an area that is quite peaceful sitting in the middle of the city. I think it's because there's a fountain. Geoffrey really likes fountains. He showed us at least three or four of them. When Stacy took us to see the Stars and Stripes, Geoffrey chose to stay outside. Where did we find him? By a fountain. Something I really didn't know about my buddy G.

BACK FROM D.C.

That's right, after nearly 500 miles in the car and 8 hours, we are back in Anderson. Sigh.... it was really a good time seeing Stacy and Geoffrey in Washington. Saw all the sights for the 10th time, but going with friends makes it like a new experience. You could probably read a recap at Marcus' site, or Geoffrey's site or even Stacy's new blog... but what fun would that be? So many stories, so little time to tell them all. You'll just have to ask me to tell the whole story...

ITS GETTING HARDER AND HARDER TO HEADLINE THESE THINGS....

You'd think someone who is paid to write headlines for a living could come up with a simple headline for a journal entry, but really I can't. Maybe it's because I don't write a lot on this thing anymore. LIfe since we last crossed paths is about the same as it ever was. I work, I sleep, I play online football with people I've never met on the playstation 2.

I'm off today, and I think I'll run some errands in a little bit. (I need to buy some cat 5 cable so I don't have to unplug stuff all the time. This is my first entry with my new dsl fully operational. That's right I have broadband. If you contact me by instant messenger and I don't respond, it's because I probably left it running and went somewhere. You'll probably get some sort of neato I'm away from the computer message from me though....

Well that's all for now. Marcus and I are heading to Washington DC this weekend, so maybe I'll have some stories after the trip.

Til then,

Take Care,

SEPTEMBER....

Welcome to September where the players play... It's been too long since I sat down and wrote something for my journal. I tried to write on Monday, but the blog erased the entry.

I can't believe it's already September.

It's already September freaking 5th.

In less than a week, it will be one year since, well you know. Our paper is producing an 8 page Anniversary issue and there will be stories about it from about every angle in the newspapers, TV, radio and even here on the Internet. Don't get me wrong, I'm a journalist, we need to have these stories, but it still bugs the crap out of me.

Life in America is different since, but are we any safer? Will it happen again? Instead of answers to these and many other questions, we have politicalization, jingoism and fear.

This week, I'm going to take time to think about the real people whose lives are forever changed (which I guess is all of us, but clearly some more than others) It might be a good idea.