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Saturday, October 23, 2004

Saturday

Apologies for a silent blog for the past week. I had a good birthday weekend. Then a busy week.

I'm starting this in the -- what does that say? the top of the 8th? I need a bigger TV, dagnabit -- the top of the 8th of Game One of the World Series. How happy am I that I'm not working tonight?

I've been in a weird mood most of the weekend. I've been spending too much time at Old Navy lately. Today I got 5 shirts. Four out of five cost merely $1.48 each after starting at as much as $12.50; the summer stuff is priced to move (on sale an extra 50% off this weekend only). Tomorrow I'm strongly tempted to see what I can see at the Providence Place store as opposed to Warwick Mall. Maybe I can pick up a pair of $7 pants.

At the mailbox today I got two, count them, two pieces of mail designed to get me to contribute to either my old private school or college. One has given me ideas. The other just makes me want to jaw with the student once she/he comes calling: So what's your major, are you in TV, which of the three or four on-campus TV stations do you work with, where are your loyalties, am I going to have to work with you in a couple years? I already know he or she is getting paid to make the phone calls. It's a work study job, kind of. It needs to be reimbursed because it's a pain in the neck. Think of it. It's a parallel to a telemarketer. I'm just tempted to just plain waste the student's time. Personalize this for me, I could say, so I really want to give you some cash but won't. If you're a Communications Disorders major I won't be interested but will commend your chosen calling; if you're a PR or Marketing major I might just pity you but won't be likely to give; if you're a TV major, tell me about all them newfangled DVC-PROs you're trying not to break as you cart them across Boylston Street.

Or maybe it'll be a BJ major and you can make me drool with all the non-linear editing talk and ParkerVision tales.

I feel kinda rotten, apparently just for kicks. I was working on a sinus headache yesterday. I have to do laundry. It's like it's the feeling that I could try to get into bed and neither sleep nor bed rest would make me feel better, and the day that happens there's no hope left for me.

I was thinking of buying another Red Sox cap that was cheap and nice today, but it didn't say 2004 ALCS CHAMPIONS, and I want something that commemorates that. Maybe I'll go back to Marshalls tomorrow and get the cap and find an ALCS T-shirt.

It seems very uninteresting for me to be talking about shopping plans, especially ones that are so mundane and mediocre.

Aha! One down, six to go, Red Sox.

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