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and click Back in Boston whenever you visit here unless I tell you otherwise. Thanks!

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new post.

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Back in Boston.

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It's not that it's not a great living space; it is. It's that kitchen. I just don't get it. The stove looks so unused it could be new, but where'd those dried-on spots come from that I scraped off, and the few tiny rust spots. It's clean now, though. Slightly more significant is the faint odor of gas in the vicinity of the stove. I've checked all the pipes and lines coming in and they all look

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In the meantime, answer me this: If a girl who's clearly been jogging/running gets on the T, stands next to you, and after smiling, asks you what time it is, is that a clear and absolute invite to talk? (Is there ever such a thing?)

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life has been one non-stop party. With the gracious help received from BitterTree & Craig on Friday, we got my stuff transferred from the storage bin in Newton to my new apartment, back in Brookline. Well, with their help and the conveyor belt at StorageUSA. See, after we opened the door to my bin, gawked at everything in it for a moment, and unloaded tons of stuff, Bitter and Craig headed to

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I signed a lease today. Click to view the pics. (Hint: Flip through them backwards for the actual walk-through.) I have a terrible, blinding headache. The change in weather/air pressure? The stress of so many events in such little time? I don't know. It hurts. As I said, signed my lease, got my keys today. It won't be completely cleaned up/out til tomorrow. Unfortunately I also won't be able

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No longer do I log in to be told I have 400,000+ people in my network. Now it's just "You have 11 friends. You have 300 2nd degree friends. You have 13,000 3rd degree friends." Boring. I liked gaining access to more and more and more and more Bostonites (read: girls) via the gallery each day that my network grew. Now my gallery is a paltry 75 people or something. You can still read non-network

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"Ah. Well... Negotiations with a light saber." No, it was nothing like that. And honestly, I almost waffled when I made the call to the recruiter this morning. An attempt at negotiating a salary was anxiety-inducing enough after jumping awake to move the car, hopping in the shower, and then downing a Vanilla Coke for a kick of caffeine around 9:00 AM this morning; I wasn't sure I was going to

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Am I about to embark on the next leg of this adventure? After two rounds of interviews and then calls to my references, I received a job offer today. I've been saying over the past two weeks, following each day's interviews, that the skillset required was nothing new to me at all, that the people I interviewed with seemed to enjoy and appreciate their work, and that the collaborative, team-based

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Damn you. I do terribly with these things. I buy them and they're gone within a 1/2 hour of opening the box. I even polished them off sitting at my desk at work once. After eating 1/2 a box of Thin Mints yesterday I finished off all but five Samoas last night. The remaining five fell victim to my appetite after lunch today. They're SO fucking good. Heaven in a cookie; in each savory morsel.

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I asked for it and I got it. Throughout the past few days I've mentioned more than once that I'd really love just one night's amnesty from the Brookline PD and the parking situation while visiting BitterTree. Last night was no exception. It was bad enough that I had to put my binge drinking on pause after just one jack & coke to move Goldie at 9:30 before rushing back to continue imbibing and

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with The Grey Album. I think it sucks. BitterTree and I just sampled all the tracks, he contributing his vast Beatles Catalog knowledge to identifying the original songs. The concept is cool, but DJ Danger Mouse's sampling doesn't do shit for me. It's all choppy and jerky and just doesn't seem tight at all. I also have a problem with everyone thinking we all need to rise up in defense of

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No, not that way unfortunately. I just scored 8 iTunes-winning Pepsis at Wegmans using the peek-under-the-cap cheat. I approached the bottles thinking 4 lines vs. 3 lines would be the best way to check, but it turned out that it was painfully obvious to see the word "SONG" or "PLEASE" (as in ONE FREE SONG or PLEASE PLAY AGAIN) when turning the bottle this way and that. Tonight paled in

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(or his alter-ego) to link to the best new quizzes: You're Adventures of Huckleberry Finn! by Mark Twain With an affinity for floating down the river, you see things in black and white. The world is strange and new to you and the more you learn about it, the less it makes sense. You probably speak with an accent and others have a hard time understanding you and an even harder time taking you

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It's not that I fear them or anything, I do use them to shave, but I'm never comfortable with them just laying around. And that scene in the opening credits of Malcolm in the Middle, where Hal sticks the razor in his mouth instead of his toothbrush, makes me shudder and cringe. So, last night, when all I wanted to do was brush my teeth and get ready for bed, the inevitable, something I always

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I popped my cherry. I had my first Krispy Kreme doughnut. A glazed jelly. Followed immediately by a glazed ringer. Yum. That's a pretty good fucking doughnut.

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Something's wrong here. Which OS are You? Thanks to The Mollusk's Alter Ego for the quiz. And I'm curious to see what Hoss ends up as...

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we picked out a new computer for Ben. I volunteered to set it up for him and move all his old stuff over onto it. It's an emachines desktop with XP Home, 2.7 GHz, 80 GB, 256 MB RAM and he opted for the nifty 17" flat panel screen that's so nice to look at. First app I downloaded and installed: iTunes. First files I burned to CD on his old machine and copied over: his MP3s. First thing I showed

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Meanwhile, my iTunes playlist is getting fed by Hoss's downloads. I've yet to find any PEPSIs with winning caps, or yellow iTunes caps period. The grocery store checkout lines contain DIET PEPSIs with yellow caps on occassion, but no PEPSIs or Sierra Mists! What's the deal! What self-respecting, music-listening, iTunes-downloading person drinks DIET PEPSI!

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my life. 37signals has a new Project Management Extranet application called Basecamp. In 10 seconds I can have my own dashboard up and running. Is this the answer? If I plug in Milestones (career steps, marriage, children, retirement, etc), To Dos (find a job, find a home, meet a girl, have birth control-free sex, start that 401k, start the college funds) and track everything via the Calendar,

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Saw two indie flicks in the past four days; both with Japanese settings. The first one wasn't really set in Japan. It was "Fog of War," the Robert McNamara documentary. I saw it Saturday at the Coolidge Corner Theater. A significant segment detailed McNamara's involvement in World War II, basically as a military statistician, contributing to decisions made regarding bombings and their impact.

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a considerable amount on iTunes and soda, the folks at Apple and Pepsi are working together to make my life easier. Of course, I've really resisted the spontaneous expenditure of $0.99 here and there in the iTunes Music Store and when I do purchase soda it's often via the more affordable 12-pack of cans. Now I'll be plunking down $1.50 here and there on 20-oz bottles of Pepsi, and I'm not even

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from the job front. After applying for a job that I came to find out was much too senior for me and giving up after not hearing back from the recruiter for 5 days, I had a great call with her yesterday afternoon. We agreed that I was not Associate Director Technology material but perfectly aligned for a Software Engineer position. And I talked it up well. The one catch - it's Java and I'm

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spent on parking so far. 5 [days/week] * 5 [times/day [every 2 hours]] + 2 [days/weekend] * 3 [times/day] = 31 walks to move the car. 3 [meals purchased out] - 1 [necessitated by the trip up to Keene, NH] = 2 meals out, which isn't unreasonable. 2 [emails about jobs] * 0 [subsequent conversations on the phone [I did leave voicemails]] = 0 job interviews so far. 1 [W-2 from employer] + -1 [

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but, unfortunately, isn't turning out to be the best candidate. The drive up was about 3 hours with rush hour, Friday traffic. Heading west from Nashua, NH, we twisted back and forth, up and down, over Monadnock mountains or through valleys? Finally we reached Keene. It was a collegetown. It was cold. I sunk my foot in a frozen puddle of icy water. Then we were inside. The middle school

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A political post. Before I begin, let me just state that this is NOT a political blog. If you want to read one, click the Points West link on the right. This is a blog about me and events and thoughts in my life. Comments are available to say hi or relate in some way or just laugh at me, but please, PLEASE, do not use this opportunity to turn this into a political battle arena. I respect your

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that you're more active if you live in the country. Not true, I say. Most people I know in the country get up, get dressed and walk out the door to get in their car. Then they drive 10-30 minutes to their jobs, get out of the car, walk to the door, walk to the desk and sit. In the city you're walking everywhere. Every time I come back to Boston after an extended stay away my legs feel the burn

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is the closest you can get to Ben's 1983 CJ8 Scrambler in a new vehicle: The new Wrangler Unlimited. They're claiming it's quieter and more comfortable than the typical Wrangler. And I want one.

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Meet Lucky. Do you ever worry about jinxing things? I worry about that. So I'm not going to talk about them. But I'm probably heading to Boston this weekend and hopefully I'll be busy in the days to come because I Can't Afford Any More Wasted Time. I'm studying ASP.NET now. Do you know how boring it is, how hard it is, to read computer books? It's excruciating. Blah, blah, blah, words, words,

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Written in 1955. When he was 17. Security...what does this word mean in relation to life as we know it today? For the most part, it means safety and freedom from worry. It is said to be the end that all men strive for; but is security a utopian goal or is it another word for rut? Let us visualize the secure man; and by this term, I mean a man who has settled for financial and personal security

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I've reached FUCK ME. I'm sleeping less lately. I don't know when it happened, but I haven't been able to doze on and off to while away those extra hours the past few days. The stress? The need to act/do/get? My first steps toward reemerging in the world of normalcy and mundanity? Those are the two things I said last night that I was actually yearning for after all the upheaval that was 2003.

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The ubiquitous end of '03 blog quiz. 1. What did you do in 2003 that you'd never done before? Lots of things, significantly including losing my job and driving cross-country. 2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year? I don't remember if I made any and what they were, not to mention that things changed for me pretty quickly in January of 2003, so they may

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this is what I settled on for a birthday present for 5 year-old Ethan, son of Hoss. It's the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Extreme Battle Radical Ramp. Cowabunga, Dude. Finding a present for young Ethan, who's like, the coolest kid I know, was quite challenging. The kid just got a gameboy for Christmas and now a GameCube for his birthday. He's got more game cartridges at the tender age of 5

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As big a fan as I am of the Internet and as heavily as I put it to use, I'm not thrilled with the Monsterized World. So far this week I've applied for 3 jobs. As BitterTree and I discussed earlier today, the response rate for even the most-qualified resumes isn't typically fantastic. His guesstimate was 3-5%. Depending on one's experience and where they're at in their career, I think that

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After watching True Romance again a few nights ago, and now watching Flirting With Disaster again for the second time this week, I've come to a conclusion. I can't get enough Patricia Arquette. The eyes, the smile, the voice. The crush of the week.

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Nana & The Birthday Checks. Unlike Jerry, I didn't hoard the checks for years and years, not needing the money, until Kramer scolded me that not cashing them was "tantamount to a slap in the face" when my gramma just wanted me "to have the fun that she can't have." No, I just held onto them until I could get myself to a branch of my bank, the ubiquitous Fleet Bank, which isn't up here in far

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And we all thought I was bad. I've spent, like, 1/255th of that. To quote Hoss: "Poor bastard."

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A post from the past. June 28, 2003. No Good End Will Come Of This An evening of excess and consumption is about to commence. The gauntlet has been thrown. What was supposed to be a day of fitness and hiking has been transformed into a day of indulgence. It all began with an 11:00 AM call (I was still in bed) from BitterTree to join them for breakfast. Breakfast out is bad enough. Two-egg

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no walls to call his own, for his birthday & Christmas? Who, granted, has typically bedecked his walls with such works of art as the theater posters for Star Wars Episodes I & II, an autographed Jewel poster (from back before she was a sellout), and an Exploding Dog print, but has had these posters framed to provide a nice touch to his home, one that would be worthy of an occassional visit by his

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My friends are prompting me to adjust my perceptions, so, here goes. First, however, a little background is in order. I seem to be handicapped by some misguided belief in deeper meanings, a quest to find Magic in life. No, I don't play with silly games and I'm not part of a cult or something, I've just come to believe in life that things happen for a reason. It's like, there's a reason that the

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a guest blogger! (thanks to Sepi for the correct Valley Girl lingo)

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How cute is she? Did you catch her on the Today show Christmas morning? Charmingly laughing and smiling and spreading Christmas glee? This is an update from me to bust up the holiday gloom I may have seemed to be spreading of late. Of course the holidays are fun and merry, and Christmas day was no exception. Awoken early, I was; 8:45 was much too early. And after the presents were opened and

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+ How many days do you think it will be before the Mad Cow "outbreak" is blamed on Al Qaeda? Or every five minutes Fox News has a War on Mad Cow update? Or Mad Cow is used as reason to deploy troops somewhere new? We're Americans, so, go about your business, eat your beef, but, be cautious, be On Alert, beware.

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treatise on Salon.com was a fun comparison of the honky-tonk, drink-swilling locale that was Pottersville vs. the ho-hum, everyone-knows-everyone's-business Bedford Falls. Fun, that is, until its summation, when the author invoked the true nature of our modern world: ...that Pottersville has gotten a bad rap and that Bedford Falls is grossly overrated. But if there are any who are still

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there's been a new girl band on the block: Lillix (www.lillix.net). Now, we all know my affinity for girls that rock, and these girls can be cheezy as all hell as long as they do. Bogged down once again by low-bandwidth AOL, I'm lacking previewability of the girls. And iTunes, oh iTunes with such, such potential, has yet to add more than just 1 song for purchase. ONE. Which is okay, because

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For your copy, just shoot me your mailing address via the little email form on the lower right. A gift from me to you. ** Note that this is not necessarily the best music from 2003, but, more importantly, the best of what I've found myself listening to, based on careful trend analysis in iTunes, which I fell in love with this fall, and, well, what I like.

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I ate at Denny's tonight. You have to understand, desperate times call for desperate measures. Desperate measure #1 - After a 10:00 PM call from Ben during which we were able to establish with certainty without checking listings that there were no movies playing any longer, and establishing with certainty that there was nothing else to do in this God-forsaken frozen tundra, I leapt at the

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Chicks with blasters... Ms. Padme Amidala. Or chicks with swords... Eowyn, Shieldmaiden of Rohan. I think Eowyn came out ahead tonight.

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After approximately 40 years with the same employer, my father is retired. Oh, how I envy him.

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are never as good an idea as they seem.

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I'm old. Walking back to BitterTree's apartment tonight from Coolidge Corner was a girl, seemingly at or near our age, a few steps behind us. We turned onto the same street, crossed at the same time, and then walked down the steps into the same apartment building's courtyard. "Excuse me," she said. I stopped and turned as she approached. "Do you guys go to BU?" "No," I replied. "Oh, no, you

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Howard Forums This is perhaps the most useful site of 2003. I've figured out more about my Nokia 6800 (carrier: Cingular) in the past hour than I have in the 2 weeks since I got it and another hour in the store today watching the clerk talk to tech support on the phone.

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has been the year of the durations of the 3s. In 2003 I ended a 3-year relationship, moved into my 3rd apartment in as many years, lost my job after 3 years with the company, went on a road trip for 3 weeks, returned for 3 weeks and then packed up and left town, hitting the road for a 3-day bachelor party. Just recently I got my 3rd Boston cell phone plan. I'll let you know if I come up with

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(WARNING: Link requires iTunes) The Simple Life EP

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Took a drive to The Apple Store tonight. It was cool. I'm still disappointed to have left without buying anything. As for what to buy... The G5 towers are cool, but just so big and so much, without even factoring in the cost of the monitor. A more likely acquisition would've been purchase of an iMac (the action on the swiveling monitors was so cool), an iBook (nice package, nice features, but not

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The company I worked for until July just got, to quote someone who was still there, "gutted." Another client left, the quasi-parent company (the office I was in was in the process of splitting off) swooped in and cleaned house, keeping a few good tech employees (and others) for themselves and turning the rest loose. A virtual horde of additional tech workers unleashed onto the same Boston job

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with 6 months same as cash provide me the tools to find a job in time to start paying for it? Would it even arrive before time runs out to find one?

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Michelle Branch

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that the job I interviewed for today was fucked. They basically want a lead developer full of experience to fill a non-lead role. They say that it's because they don't need a lead developer yet, but the truth is, they have those expectations of their junior developers and just limit them to a junior role to 1) keep them cheap and 2) let the VP of Technology ride his power trip to the full extent.

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he said. Over the course of the past 1/2 hour, I've witnessed BitterTree disappearing into his kitchen, heard a strange noise I was told was water boiling and then miscellaneous beeps and stirrings and so forth that he had "under control." It's 1:00 AM. I just noticed him sipping a beverage from a glass with floating ice in it. "What did you make?!" "Iced Tea." It's 1:00 AM. Hot water, time

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The accuracy is uncanny. I'm a White Russian, discover your ALcoHoLiC personality!

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I don't want to add "Paris Hilton" to my spam filters in Outlook. But the torrent of emails trying to sell me the Paris Hilton Sex Tape is getting so annoying. Until I can figure out an algorithm to catch and block emails based on those random strings of letters they include, Paris, be sure to try to reach me at one of my other email addresses.

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Hoss's new 15" PowerBook just arrived. Now, I have no problems with my Windows XP laptop, but I must admit, his Mac is sweet. I want a 12" model. Unix/Apache/PHP/Panther. Bring it.

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courtesy Weezer: When I look in the mirror I can't believe what I see Tell me who's that funky dude Starin' back at me Broken, beaten down Can't even get around Without an old man cane I fall and hit the ground Shiverin' in the cold I'm bitter and alone Excuse the bitchin' I shouldn't complain I should have no feelin' Cuz feelin' is pain Cuz everythin' I need Is denied of me And everythin' I

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I will be 26. Shoot me or just let me pretend to still be 25. (Or give me Paris for my birthday.)

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after stopping by the depot to shoot the shit with Ben. Well, stopping by and staying a while, avoiding the spray paint fumes and overspray but trying to stay in the path of the heat blowing from the overhead furnace duct. Ben's attempting to transform a PowerWheels Jeep into one to match his Scrambler. You know PowerWheels, right? If you're like me you had one in your youth. Mine was a red Jeep.

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The cutover from T-Mobile to Cingular took place yesterday. Pros: New phone, Internet access on it, e-mail on it, better coverage on the drive back to Northern New York today, a very helpful staff who diligently worked on my switch all week. The site is great too, full of info and details on my rates and plan. Cons: Nothing's straightforward! I finally called to inquire about the voicemail I

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Last night Bittertree, Melissa and I went out for his birthday. We had dinner at Firenze in Coolidge Corner, which was great, and then moved the car down to the Kent Street lot for the night. It's the first time since arriving Sunday that the parking machine was working and I actually had to pay to park for the night, so even with yesterday's on-street ticket and tonight's parking, I think I'm

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but my eternal love for Paris has withstood the debut of The Simple Life.

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you should know a few things. They say that you should bring a copy of your last statement to the new carrier, go to the store OF the carrier (not another store that sells their service), and expect to wait 3 hours to 24 hours for the number to switch over. I went from T-Mobile to Cingular. The copy of the statement was useful for them to get my name off of to know just what to search

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My car is once again registered in NY. My new plates appropriately begin with the letters "C-R-Y."

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"who the heck is hoss?" In response, a post from the past: I Have A Friend Named Hoss I call him that because I used to let him play country tunes when we shared an office. A Waylon Jennings song, or someone else who sounded like the Balladeer from Dukes of Hazzard, inspired it. He's part of the reason I like Cash. We bond over blues. And he's the only guy I know who shares my passion for

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but there are occassions that make you appreciate being in the country. Yesterday dawned bright and sunny. Of course I was just trying to sleep. By the time I got out of bed it had turned overcast and damp, but still warm. Later in the day the weather changed yet again, however, the temperature dropping, turning all the moisture to frost and simultaneously clearing the air and the skies. Forget

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And this is very cool.

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Tiny Apps.

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Natalie Portman, beautiful Natalie Portman, if you're searching for your name and come across this, please email me. See below.

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A search on iTunes for Dr. Feelgood, which turns into... A sampling of songs by Poison in iTunes, which turns into... downloading songs by Poison on gnutella, which turns into... finding and listening to 'Every Rose Has Its Thorn,' but also finding... 'Poison' by Bel Biv Devo, currently playing.

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And live and in person: (That's me in the green shirt.)

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Michelle Branch - Breathe Single. Yes, I bought before I listened. Yes, I now I have 8 dance remixes of a Michelle Branch song totalling 46 minutes. Buyyyyyyyyyyy And I'm drinking LiveWire straight from the 2-litre. (Thanks Ben!)

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The Layla Sessions - Derek and the Dominoes. 30 songs (some are 20-minute long jams!) including Bell Bottom Blues, Layla, Little Wing for JUST THIRTY DOLLARS. 104 songs purchased in iTunes so far... ...and counting.

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inspiration.

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does iTunes.

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the best one so far. Sorry it took me so long to get to it.

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10 songs purchased this weekend. A mix of The Boss and Weezer. Came in this morning to find Hoss buying more. Help bring Surge back. It'll give me something to switch to when I run out of LIVEWIRE.

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you are either a record nerd or not a scenester atall. you are the coolest of the bunch. bravo,dude. what type of lame scenester are you? brought to you by Quizilla

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It was tough to. And the drive back sucked. The drive there sucked because of torrential rain, the drive back because of traffic and the sheer number of assholes on the road. I stayed in Boston an extra night and hung around the next morning waiting for hot water that never arrived. I left Boston after an ice cold shower and one more meal at Boca Grande with BitterTree, returning to the North

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Tomorrow I drive to Boston. I'm leaving early in the morning, arriving in the afternoon, and coming back the following night. While there I have to: Eat at Boca Grande Get a new cell phone Visit my storage bin to get some warmer clothes out and whatever else is handy Eat D.P. Dough (an Ithaca fave that's also available near Boston) Have lunch with a former co-worker ...and basically savor

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If I could go back to Friday we'd've been in Boston that night...

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and seemingly apparently so-it-says upping your processor speed = awesome. Trying out a bunch of stuff on your computer, installing dev software, trying to set up sharing on XP and seeing everything suddenly change = ehh. Facing the prospect of spending $1000 on Macromedia MX Studio 2004 = sucks.

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Mandy Moore - "One Way Or Another" One way.. or another.. I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha getcha...

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Me: I don't have an MP3 Encoder for Audacity. Hoss: Do you have one for unmitigated gall?

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are what a late night at the office is all about. C'mon...it's Stevie Ray Vaughan AND Albert King with a 15-minute version of "Blues at Sunrise." YES!!!

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So tonight, having missed dinner and in the throes of a desparate gas station run after everything else closed, I bought half a dozen. Bob's doughnuts. Local ones. They were big and heavy. Apple-filled glazed doughnuts. Unfortunately, they were pretty dry and hard too. Except for the areas that had soaked up the glaze or were closest to the sweet apple filling. Those parts were sweet and soft

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Begun this microseries has.

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one more time Hoss is going to be out cold on the floor.

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You know all those live albums Pearl Jam released? I'm currently looking at albums 1-20 of 80 matching "Pearl Jam" in the iTunes Music Store.

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Thank you for giving me a reason to get out of bed this morning. New Music Tuesday.

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