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Tuesday, November 23, 2004


OK. So about 10 years ago, a lady made a grilled cheese sandwich, and after taking a bite, realized that the toasting pattern in the bread resembled the Virgin Mary (actually, I think it looks like Bernadette Peters, but whatever...) So this lady kept the sandwich, and it brought her good luck - she won $70,000 at a casino shortly thereafter. She has recently sold it to a casino for $27,000 via ebay. This is the kind of thing that makes America great.

Can't you just see the screenplay for this - woman makes a grilled cheese sandwich, it looks like the Virgin Mary, she suddenly can't lose at the casino, the casino buys said sandwich, ostensibly to use it to generate money for charity, but actually because they're tired of losing money to the cheese-sandwich lady, but since they've bought it with greed in mind, it's bad luck, so they devise all these schemes to get rid of it, but it keeps showing up, and then finally, some janitor or something eats it, and the casino goes bankrupt. or something.



So I finally got around to making more than a 3-second attempt at installing and using GIMP - GNU Image Manipulation Program....I think I like it so far....I call this image "m Learns a New Image Editing Program."


Monday, November 22, 2004


I'm starting to get very nervous. Why? Thesis work? Nope. Job searches? No.

I'm worried because there are only 2 days left until Thanksgiving, when I should be gorging myself at Granny Pierce's house, and I have 3 enormous caker sores inside my lower lip. I hate those - I can't even brush my teeth effectively. I've been planning my meals and snacks around them for 3 days already - no grapefruit juice, no salsa, etc. What if I can't eat turkey!?! Something must be done.

I'm composing a letter to the HR person at the Dublin university place. I need to know whether Ciara is a girl or boy name. I'm assuming the former, but how can one tell..This website certainly doesn't help clarify things...

Blogland, I'm listening..go ahead..



Nearly finished with my application for that job in Dublin. I think my odds are pretty low. But at least it forced me to create/update resumes and stuff.

This is the poem I mentioned - my favorite of Neruda's:


We have lost even this twilight.
No one saw us this evening hand in hand
while the blue night dropped on the world.

I have seen from my window
the fiesta of sunset in the distant mountain tops.

Sometimes a piece of sun
burned like a coin in my hand.

I remembered you with my soul clenched
in that sadness of mine that you know.

Where were you then?
Who else was there?
Saying what?
Why will the whole of love come on me suddenly
when I am sad and feel you are far away?

The book fell that always closed at twilight
and my blue sweater rolled like a hurt dog at my feet.

Always, always you recede through the evenings
toward the twilight erasing statues.

I think 'Wow' is probably an appropriate response.


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