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Monday, January 22, 2001

I did something bad. Actually, I am still doing it. I swiped David's portable cd player from his room and have been using it in my car. I know that I shouldn't do that sort of thing, and I will buy my own soon. The consequence of such nefarious actions is that I am listening to more and better music in my car. I listen to less NPR and more tunes. Say what you will about sticking-my-head-in-the-sand-ignorance-is-bliss-out-of-sight-out-mind, but I think I am a much happier person because of it.

Taji's little Onion-kitty is now in heat. She trots around the house, howling with her ass in the air. It is rather disturbing. Hrothgar? He wants to know when I am going to buy him some catnip.

Sunday, January 21, 2001

I have made it through my first weekends sans The Sauce. I feel pretty damn good. The amount of energy I have is pretty darn tasty. It was kindo' strange. I got home last night with no beer in the house. I thought about that fact, but not with any sense of loss or lamentation. I even stayed up and ICQ'd with Motorgrrrl for a while. MegaGreen is my new cocktail of choice. And MegaGreen is a type of JUICE, teenyboppers. Don't think I don't know what you were thinking.

I know this is probably Edblog material, but I have decided that I can, in fact, save the world. Ok. Maybe not. But I do intend to infuse my teaching with a greater dose of idealism. I used to be so strident when Dani and I were kickin' it at Christole. That was a good thing. It is coming back.

"Is that...yes, I think...It is. The president-elect is wearing a dark-blue, pin-striped suit."
--Anonymous commentator on yesterday's inaugural shindig.

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