What can anyone say about the last Monday in March?

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Answers

Answer: Not much.

I'm in at noon for a Fantasy Baseball chat (this year I'm doing a tandem thing with the Baseball Weekly guy. We'll see how it goes), and then I think I'm off until 4. So I'll be in and out all afternoon.

Nice, huh? Anytime y'all don't like the 9-5 grind, remember that you could have to work utterly random hours like me instead.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Mike, please, please tell me that you'll be in Minnesota this weekend. Because you need to be there.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

T - how happy is Chris?

In case you haven't checked, I updated. And I finally moved over about half my archives. THAT was a chore.

Al - sitemeter's a little whack. I put it on all my "appendix" pages, like cast and stuff, but not on any entries yet. What's weird is that it's saying like "hannahbeth.com" is a referring page. Because, well, that's how one would get to the index2 page. Is yours saying that? But I got a hit from austrailia! Maybe it's Gregory the Sham.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Chris is thrilled. This morning, my goal is to find a MAryland t- shirt like the one he had when he was two, and one that can get here by the end of this week. I wonder if they have them in stores around here. Maybe Galyans? I'll call. I have to go into Buckhead today, anyway, for Junior League.

I read your updates - I'm going to pick my photos up today.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Does tracking down Chris' extra-special t-shirt at the Maryland bookstore and having it express-mailed to him as a surprise make me a nice person? I hope so.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Where is he?

You just now got your photos developed? Slacker.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

He's in Atlanta. But I wanted to surprise him. He's been all bothered about his stress test this morning. I think he just needs a chauffer. The road rage will be what killed him.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

KILLS. S. Good lord.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

It's so wild because I just can't picture C with road rage. He seems so easy go lucky.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

He is, until he gets behind the wheel of a car. He has NO patience. And he is laid-back on the weekends and during the evening, but ask his secretary about his workday demeanor, and she says that he usually looks like he's about to pop.

It's the work and the driving. Like yesterday, we went to church, and he is spewing a stream of unholy profanity as we try to find a parking place. And when he talks about the Dippin' Dots people? Watch out. He haaaaaaates the ice cream of the future with the fire of a thousand suns.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

But it's the ice cream of the future!

Hello, peeps. Napoleon is out for three days. Let the games begin.

The jag band had a miserable 5 hour rehearsal yesterday. It was especially sad, since I was at AB's house Saturday night and 30 minutes of half-drunk goofing off with Master V and Matt of Hardlucy was MUCH more fun and musically fulfilling.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Well, I think goofing off with Matt of Hardlucy would always be fun and fulfilling. If you know what I mean. . . and I know you do

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Oh... yes... there's no doubt about that. And his girlfriend is really beautiful and so funny and nice. The Hardlucy people are all very cool. I think a Deputies side project would be the bomb.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

...Especially if someone from Wilco joined the side project.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

I really, really want to buy the California Car Duster. Is that a bad thing?

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

what's that?

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

I'm sure we could get someone from Wilco to participate, no problem. They all seem to have a lot of spare time on their hands.

What's a car duster?

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

This thing that when you wipe it over your car, it takes all the pollen off. It's like a Swiffer for your car, I guess. It's on the TV and they have it at K Mart, too.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Allison - I can not stop listening to Firefly and Just Like You. All day. On repeat. Sara was over on Saturday and I was listening to her and she asked who she was and I said, My new girlfriend. And then I showed her my cd as PROOF.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

I really love "Just Like You." I'd like to record it, actually, but acoustic like we heard her play it in that second show. I liked it a lot better that way. That's a song about me and J-Co if I ever heard one. However, there's a Lucinda Williams song "Something about what happens when we talk"... y'all, that song had to have been written about me and him.

Actually, Lucinda has written a lot of songs about me... I wonder how she knows all this stuff...

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Oh, y'all... I just got an e-mail from my friend Holly. Someone broke into her new house in Birmingham and stole all their stuff.

I am so, so sad for her. Money, jewelry, tvs, stereos, computers, guitars, everything.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

How awful! Were they home?

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Oh, that's terrible. It's a new house - was it new stuff? I hope they had insurance. God, that's devastating, though.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Some of the stuff was new. No, they weren't home, thank God. (Thank God for the burgulars, actually, because Holly may be a Birmingham debutante/ homecoming queen, but she would have gone insane on their asses had she been there, and probably would have leapt on them, Matrix-style.) I hope so much the police catch them. Whoever it was tore the door off the house. That ain't right. What a violation.

It's a rental house, actually, so I hope they had renters insurance. Surely, they do. I don't know. But I'm miserable at the thought of it. I hope they move.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

By the way, people... Chris got turned down by his beloved Virginia. So sad. We are now down to Minnesota and Emory. Y'all... ain't no way I'm moving to Minnesota. Just remember that.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Wow. That's so sad about the break-in.

I am, indeed, going to Minnesota! It will be all I can do not to cheer in the press box.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

But see, you're forgetting the worst (best!) case scenario.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Berman, I cannot WAIT to hear your tales of the Final Four. I so enjoy the thought of you in the press box with your jaw clamped shut so as not to scream and shout. Please tell me you'll secretly wear a Maryland t-shirt under your clothes.

Apparently, Chris has quite a few worst/best case scenarios in his head. We'll see.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Do you want me to pick up a t-shirt or something for Chris from the Final Four?

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

That'd be T's Chris and not the MOC, I'm sure. T, did you get Chris the shirt?

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

(ed. note -- that was actually directed at Teri, but if the MOC would like one, let me know).

Oh, yeah ... I'll be wearing the lucky Maryland shirt under my nice clothes. No question.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Y'all go check the last post in the DUMB thread.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Yeah, I saw that in the "Dear Squishites" thread.

Really, I think that speaks for itself. What a surprise. Actually, I guess I'm surprised that any of them have a license.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Just call me L_L.

I'm out to eat lunch and work out. Back at 4. Don't get into any trouble while I'm gone, unless it's interesting trouble.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

I love our L_L slang. Love it.

Must go look to see what happened.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Y'all, I have to tell you about this horrible dream I had Saturday night. It involved most, if not all, of the MATH Club.

I was a bridesmaid in Hannah's wedding. In Vegas. At the Mirage. Wearing a red dress. I know the rest of you were there, too, but the whole thing was about me getting dressed and coming out to walk to the wedding chapel, or whatever, and everyone being gone. Of course, I didn't know where I was supposed to be, and suddenly I was late and took off running through the hotel trying to find it. And I didn't find it until the wedding was over, and Barbara Walters was there and she said that I had ruined everything and.called.me.a."cocksucker."

I finally found Hannah in the bathroom and her hair was all curly and she was wearing a lace wedding dress that looked straight out of a Stevie Nicks video. Just like a white-winged dove, one might have thought.

NEEDLESS TO SAY, I'm sure, I was traumatized and when I woke up, I was so depressed, because I thought it had actually happened.

The moral of the story? Never let AB make you drink that one last glass of red wine at the Chao House. And, clearly, I have some issues about my often-remarked-upon tardiness and maybe the Lord was trying to tell me something. I really don't understand about the Barbara Walters thing, but in that half-awake stage in the morning, I was particularly upset about that.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Well, I assure you I won't make you wear red at my wedding.

Unless you're late.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

It was a pretty dress, actually, but it was RED. The whole place was red, now that I think about it. It was like I was in hell. And when you're late for something in hell, I guess you're really fucking late, you know?

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Hmm. Red wine, red dress, red hell?

anyone update recently? Allison?

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Oh good lord - red at a wedding AND a stretch lace dress?

That is a nightmare, indeed.

Al, I ordered the shirt for Chris - it's a grown-up version of the shirt he had when he was three.

Mike, if there's a shirt that's not quite as vivid (most of the Final Four shirts I've seen are a little, um, vivid), I might be interested. But gosh, how all the pieces are falling into place. Maryland is in the Final Four, and Berman will be there. There had better be a Bermanation Final Four Journal, is all I'm saying.

I bought my Car Swiffer. And the little Dash Swiffer. Y'all, I love them. My black car loves them. The pollen hates them. K-Mart baby, all the way.

EM-OR-Yn Allison. And what are these worst (best) case scenarios?

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Here's what I don't get. HOW can I be a referral for myself? That's makes no sense. Yet - on my recent referrals I see hannahbeth.com and even hannahbeth.com/index2. Is that because I have the code on more than one page? Because that's whack.

Al - you having this problem?

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

I updated on Thursday and Friday. But you can't read mine from work.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

I am not having that problem, no. You sure you have the SAME code on all your pages? I don't ever see a referral from myself. Are you reading the stats right? Is that a stupid question? Probably.

I know, I know. I need to update. I hate my journal! It makes me write! Why can't I just say I'm a writer? Hmph.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Well, the code on the index page I took from the site meter page and the code on my other pages I took from teh email they sent me. I'm thinking that could be the problem. I'll change it tonight, and I guess I'll start putting it on my entries. I'm getting all these hits from silicon valley. And I guess Omar is reading bc I got hit from statesman.com.

When you have it on your entries, does it tell you which page gets hit a lot? Do you have it ignoring your IP?

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Wait - which DUMB post? The one where JDH talks about he rwreck, or the one where PigFatt comes out with a racial slur (well, sort of one, at least)?

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

The messicans thing? Yah. Noticed that.

I'd forgotten their stupid fuzzcon. Yeah, does 4 people a fuzzcon make?

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

I can't believe that PigFatt was like, three miles from me and I didn't feel the earth shake.

(oh my, that's mean. But I don't like him. He does not seem like he's a very nice person, at all.)

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

do you ever look at other people's journals and get so sad at your own bad design? Man, there are some good ones out there.

Where'd you people go?

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

I'm here.

Sometimes I look at other people's journals and it makes me sad because they're people like Flaya.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

yeah, Flaya. I guess she didn't go to fuzzcon. Poooor her.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Oh, mercy, I'm hungry. So, so hungry. I want to eat and eat and eat. Maybe I'll go to Smoothie King. I like Smoothie King an awful lot. I had a Pay Day for lunch - not the best idea, in retrospect.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Y'all do me a favor and read this and just tell me if it makes sense at all. http://www.hateyourdaddy.com/working.htm

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

You had a candy bar for lunch? Nice. I just had a bunch of reese's pieces, and that wasn't such a good idea either.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

I like it, Allison.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

It was a Pay Day. I figured penuts=protein. I forgot about the caramel. I wonder if I can make it two more hours. I can go home and eat vegetables then.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

I hate you. You and your daddy.

It's excellent. As always. I especially like the part about running your thumb over the scar. Not that I'd know anything about that.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

That's a great entry.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Well, I'll upload it. I think it seems a little contrived, but I can't work on it anymore. I'm sick of it.

I really don't like to quote songs in the entries - even though I've done it like, several times - but I wanted to write this thing and the Aretha tie-in worked pretty well. I wanted it to be A LOT darker, but I couldn't pull it off.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

do y'all think the font on my entries is too small? I think it's readable, but most everyone else I read, their type is much bigger.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Maybe the reason it couldn't be darker is because even with the agony and the heartbreak, people still have pretty fond memories of those kinds of relationships.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

I guess so... and, I guess I'm not in a very dark place right now, so I can't do it.

That "he's great, but he's no Numbah One" thing... I just glossed over that part, because it's just too painfully TRUE, and I hate it.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

But the numbah ones are the guys, who in a year or ten years or fifty years, you'll sigh a big ole sigh and say Thank GOD.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Right - without the Numbah Ones, you wouldn't be able to really appreciate the REAL numbah ones.

Once, a guy broke up with me on my birthday. He was a jag.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Breaking up with someone on their birthday may take the cake as the most jag thing in the world to do. Besides things that would land someone on Rosie or Sally Jesse Raphael, I mean.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

um, you wanna pass that cake over here, then?

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Wait - you're in that club, too?

I was furious. Oh, the anger. But karma got that jag back. Ha.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

You know, many's the time when the big thing that's kept me going is the knowlege that the Karmic Boomerang (as Book of Rob calls it) will always come back and wreak havoc on people who have done done me wrong (Double "done"s intentional).

And it always happens.

(Of course, when it comes back and bites me in the ass. that's just wrong on every level).

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

As TOTALLY CLAZY as J.Co has made me, and makes me still, I am so thankful to have known him. But he does make me crazy, yo.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Well, he won because he ended up marrying the girl he dated after me. And the fact that I have to think about my jaggyness everyday forEVER is enough karma for me.

I was 20. What did I know.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Oh! You're saying YOU broke up with someone on their birthday, H? Dude. The boomerang will get you.

Just like it got me for cheating during my four-year college relationship. My next one cheated on me. Nothing like feeling betrayed and simultaneously aware that you've been just as guilty.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Was this Blake? I'm confused.

See, every time a guy is a jag, I am consoled my karma.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Brief interlude: The Dallas Mavericks may be signing a player named Wang Zhizhi (Jee-Jee).

How does Chin Feng-Chen feel?

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

I wish Chin Feng Chen had a journal.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Mike Berman... you are a ray of sunshine. Wang Zhizhi... Chin-Feng will live in fear that I will betray him, I'm sure. But it will never happen.

Chin-Feng may one day have a journal. Or may make a guest appearance... somewhere... Opening Day is April 5, you know. God bless baseball. I can't wait.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

I think I may go home soon. Not that I have anything to do there. But it's better than work.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

I'm heading out as well. Look for a new hannahbeth tonight, full of as much sxsw as I can muster.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

I'm updating tonight as well. Really. I think.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

The real question is, "where on God's Green is AB Chao?"

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Good Lord. Teri dropped me a line or I might never have seen http://mesawyou.topcities.com/

Of all the people to link to me...

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Oh, M... well... you probably don't have to worry about getting any hits from it. I think MATH is all that reads her crazy site. Meloonsa.com... she loooooooooves you.

Go Terps, indeed.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

Well y'all, I just did a major clean-up of HYD. I tried to fix some of the weird spacing and strange table stuff I had going on and make the pages more consistent. Also finished adding the site-meter to every page.

H - I did not have my site-meter blocking my own IP, but I changed it to do that. Of course, I'll only be using this IP for two more days... because I'll have another one when I move to Arlington so... hmm...

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001

And I also fixed some stuff in my current entry.

Ok... that's enough talking to myself, I guess. Going to eat dinner now (Uncle Ben's rice bowl. Mmmm...) and do some laundry.

-- Anonymous, March 26, 2001