I've been eating lunch at La Borinqueña for a quarter of a century. They call me Señor Bruce.
I'm posting this photo so that, wherever I am, if I'm ever feeling blue, I can go here and feel like the world isn't such a bad place after all.
"I'd like to start out with a nice bowl of mercury, followed by the molybdenum, yes, I'd like that medium rare. And for desert, if I have room, I'd love to try a little of the hafnium torte. With some sodium curls. Thanks."
This morning, Amal & I were discussing life under water. Because it's raining? So if you're swimming and it's a warm swimming pool and it's raining out, you don't care so much about the rain?
And if you're under water, then you probably don't even care at all, but you can only stay under there for five hours with scubatanks.
But I have special fish-gill scubatanks that work forever, and also a waterproof computer and waterproof books so we won't get bored, and we could order underwater pizza.
It's a good idea, however, not to get anchovies on your underwater pizza. Because what if you were eating the pizza, and some anchovies swam by right then? It would probably make those anchovies pretty unhappy to see that.
Somebody wrote (& keefergillman forwarded it to me):
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Looks like a plan. BB sez check it out.
We took a walk in Stevens Park today with John, Kum-Kum, Cerina & Amal. It was lovely, if overcast. I shot some video, but not the photo above.
How about a virus whose virulence is proportional to the celebrity of its host?
There could be a positive feedback loop tied to being mentioned in Sick People magazine.
Yu-gi-oh toy that I bought for the Oakland Fire Dept's xmas toy-drive today. I'm not really sure about this toy. It certainly resembles Ghidrah, the three-headed monster that gives Godzilla such trouble now and then. But I can't say as I remember Ghidrah having breasts.
For the Oakland Fire Dept's xmas toy-drive. Our motto: "It's marginally better than nothing."
Cathy's Xmas
a poem
She's going to LA
But only for a day
Just to bake a birthday cake
And prepare the crudite.
Since our religious leaders will not speak out against the war in
Iraq, since our political leaders don't have the moral courage to
oppose it, Inauguration Day, Thursday, January 20th, 2005 is "Not One
Damn Dime Day" in America.
On "Not One Damn Dime Day," those who oppose what is happening in our
name in Iraq can speak up with a 24-hour national boycott of all forms
of consumer spending.
During "Not One Damn Dime Day" please don't spend money. Not one damn
dime for gasoline. Not one damn dime for necessities or for impulse
purchases. Not one damn dime for anything for 24 hours.
For 24 hours, please do what you can to shut the retail economy down.
The object is simple. Remind the people in power that the war in Iraq
is immoral and illegal; that they are responsible for starting it and
that it is their responsibility to stop it.
"Not One Damn Dime Day" is to remind them, too, that they work for the
people of the United States of America, not for the international
corporations and K Street lobbyists who represent the corporations and
funnel cash into American politics.
There's no rally to attend. No marching to do. No left or right wing
agenda to rant about. On "Not One Damn Dime Day" you take action by
doing nothing. You open your mouth by keeping your wallet closed. For
24 hours, nothing gets spent, not one damn dime, to remind our
religious leaders and our politicians of their moral responsibility to
end the war in Iraq and give America back to the people.
Please share this email with as many people as possible. --