And while I'm on the subject of apologies...

Courtney,

I want you to know that I've been keeping up with your blog, but this Windows Live phenomenon is new and mysterious, and more importantly—I can't access it from work. Which is why I haven't commented in about seven years. You continue to have the cutest kid, the most impressive dance card, the busiest schedule, and the greatest album of camera-at-arm's-length self portraits of all the people I know.

Cheers,
Dave

P.S. Spaces is the devil.

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Anonymous said…

Wow.

Feel the love.

Or....

You sure piss off a lot of people, you bearded jerk.

;)

J

PS: My word verification sounded like a Rayden sound effect: bzborbtp

9:53 am

Anonymous said…

Awww, Dave - I love you! A shout-out all the way from Canada - I feel so special!!

I know that Spaces is the devil. And I keep thinking that I should switch, but it's such a hassle to move everything over. And it isn't as if I have NOTHING ELSE to do these days.

Thanks for continuing to read, even if you can't comment. I hope the entertainment value is still worth the effort!

7:07 pm

I should add...

... that two people were instrumental in my joining Twitter. First, Isha . She sent out an article on it when the application was still brand new. (And I remember thinking, "Screw that noise. Like I need more online commitments.) Second was Rebecca . She joined up just a short while ago, claiming she hadn't met a bandwidth she didn't like . (And then she disappeared entirely from the internets .) It looked nice and pretty over there on her sidebar, and then I got a little jealous. The rest: history. And for those unobservant among you ( Jorge ), the Twitter feed is right there on my sidebar, replacing the old Radio 3 player that I loved, but that I think scared the bejezus out of a lot of people. Also, everyone should join Twitter. I'm needing some diversions , people.

Change Two: Drink More Water Such a simple thing, yet something I just can't seem to find the time to do. About the only water I drink in your average day is whatever sweat happens to trickle off my mustache. Hydration (so the smart people tell me) is a good thing. I'm less fatigued when I drink water. I'm less hungry when I drink water. I'm even less grumpy when I drink water. I promise you nothing especially impressive. Eight glass a day ain't gonna happen. I'm shooting for two on average; two trendy, metallic, not gonna bleed Bisphenol A into my system bottles of water. I know were off to a rip-roaring start, what with the list-making and the hydration, but I'll try to get crazier with future changes. Stuff like: go to work drunk more, and buy a pair of leather pants. For now, let me ease into it.

Discuss Amongst Yourselves - January 30th, 2006

In case you don’t read my comments (and if not, you’re nuts cause that’s where all the good stuff is), Courtney has just declared herself movie illiterate. So, if you had to recommend five essential movies that everyone should see, what would they be? Let me stress: only five. For those of you with break-the-rules tendencies (like--I dunno--just picking a name out of the air... Jorge ?), your comment gets chucked out. Give’r.

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