Well, I'll be, it's Juneteenth.

T - I forgot about the 2nd bathroom on the 2nd floor. Cause I'm dumb. And I never knew there was one outside! Where is it?

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Answers

It's next to the basement door. Right now, the painters are using it.

Y'all, I need advice - I think it may be time to take T Goes To Town down.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Cause you just don't want to do it anymore? Or cause you have no time?

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Because Chris doesn't know about it, and I don't like keeping it from him, but I don't want him to know about it, and if he found it without having heard about it from me, that would be a bad thing. So I'd rather just take it down, rather than have it exist without him knowing about it.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Uh. MATH?

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

What? Shocked! It's almost 3 p.m. EST. Jags.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

I'm in. Finally. Crazy morning.

T, take it down, then. You've never written anything extremely personal there, so I don't see how he could get mad, but if you want, take it down. I sort of wish you wouldn't, because I'd like to read anything you write about the wedding plans and whatnot, but hell, you can write that for HYD, if you want. "How to plan a Southern wedding in 22 million easy steps."

I'm just saying, it would be cool if you kept a wedding diary, and I love the name "T Goes to Town" so much, but maybe you wouldn't have time to keep it up, anyway.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Uh, well... I showed up and everybody left? HMPH!!!!!!

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

I'm here, back from the grocery store and all Red Bull-ified.

Hardlucy's playing Thursday night at the Gypsy Tea Room, y'all. I wish you could all come. It be Al's moving party!

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

I wish I could be there!

Oh, but T you have to write a southern wedding thing for HYD! That would be perfect.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Could I write about how Chris hates my silver pattern? Seriously, what is there to hate about Royal Danish? Does he want Repousse, or something? He actually said that he thinks that Royal Danish is "fussy."

I think I may just switch the journal over to a password - I just don't want him to find it and be shocked that it even exists.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

I think you should definitely write about the Royal Danish. Hee.

I like it. It no fussy! Lin Chao say so!

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

I know! It's not fussy at all. in fact, it's rather masculine. I plan on taking him to Beverly Bremer and letting him compare the Royal Danish to something like Grand Baroque. I adore Royal Danish - I've always wanted it as my pattern. So sad that he will spend his life with a "fussy" pattern.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Oh, you should definitely write about that, and tell him to suck it up. I mean, it's silverware. He's not even supposed to care about it.

I like Royal Danish! What does he want, something totally plain?

I have the most non-fussy silver, ever. It's a cheap set I bought when I moved into this apartment, and I don't like it at all.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

I mean, for everyday stainless flatware, Royal Danish would be a bit much. But for our sterling service?? Whatever. He's crazy. He's also insisting that we go with non-stick All-Clad. Whatever.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

I just asked Lin Chao for some advice.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Ooh, I just looked at Grand Baroque. That shit is crazy-looking.

My mother tried to get me to get hers, which is Strasbourg, but even that was too much for me. I got Plain Jane Fairfax.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Lin Chao thinking hard on answer!

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

I get her email! She so smart. Next, I ask her about china patterns. Bet she knows a lot about that!

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Oh, what, you think since she Chinese she know all about china? Heh. You right. She know all about.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

hee!

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Good ol' Lin Chao. I have missed her.

How could it be almost four o'clock? DAMN. Will the days slow down, ever? I have so much to doooooooooooooo.

I went and got a bunch of boxes this morning, but I still don't think I have enough.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Allison, how the HELL do you get a song from that Roland 4-track to the computer?

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Y'all, I think I have redbugs. So annoying. Why, oh why do I walk around barefoot in the grass?

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

AB, you know I don't know nothin' 'bout machinery.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Best thing for redbugs is Campho Phenique.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Matt Biersmith figure out!

He's sending his external Zip drive home w/Vince tonight, and then I can just transfer the song onto the computer. Yay! We'll put it on mp3.com and everything.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

T, that's better than having fleas in your bedroom. Vince Chao is all et up.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Vince Chao is the enemy of all fleas. I've never seen a man so enraged over a bug.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Oh, AB, that's awful.

I remember that my grandmother used to cover our redbug bites with clear nail polish to suffocate the suckers, but I sort of think maybe I'm remembering wrong, and she did that with ticks. I thought I had flea bites, as they're little and red and itchy, but they started at my ankle and have spread up my calves, and we don't have pets, so I'm guessing it's redbugs.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

It would have to have been ticks, since redbugs just bite you and die, while ticks live on, like tiny evil vampires, attached to you and trying to kill you.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Yes, Vince Chao has waged a mighty war against the fleas. They're almost gone now, but he hates them so much.

They don't bite me, probably because I'm not sweet like Master V.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Maybe Master V is like Ally McDog, and is extra-sensitive.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Oh, fleas are one reason I'm happy to live in Ohio and not Texas. Montego hasn't had a flea in her life and I'm not good with remembering the Advantage. They just don't breed like the wind up here. God, our cats never even went outside and still, the fleas would get so bad.

Do redbugs=chiggers?

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Yes. I'd never heard them called chiggers until I moved to Texas - I only knew them as redbugs.

And they iiiiiiiiiiiiiitch.

Al, Chris and I have to go to Douglasville tonight. We;re not moving there, though. And neither are you!

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

HAHA! No, I'm not. I am going to live at 1830 Peachtree Rd., #20.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

I'm off too. Must go to gym and run stupid errands. Night!

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Al, that address is just beautiful. I'm just sad it doesn't end in "Dallas, TX."

This my last week with Arrison Rowe!

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Very, very sad.

People, you're probably all gone, but I just laid down a PILE of SMACK on Napoleon. Oh my LORD. Mwaaaaaaaaaaaa hhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Hahahahahaaaa! Poor Napoleon.

When you leaving, coming to Chao House?

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

In a few. I plan to drink much Diet Coke. I am going to fill myself with it, because it's time to quit it, again. My fat ass has had enough.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Nigga, please.

There are four on top of the fridge (rhymes with "bridge", you know) waiting for you. I'm presently having a Shiner.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

Nigga, please.

Oh.My.God. I just laughed SO loud.

That's practically what I just said to Napoleon.

I'm on the way.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

There are four on top of the fridge (rhymes with "bridge", you know).

And see, it's the only thing that DOES rhyme with bridge. That's why I had to go with the troll/ toll rhyme.

I know the rest of MATH is excited to be involved in this writing session of The Damn Millionaires.

I started another song this morning, that I would like to get written before I move, but I am lacking in inspiration. All I want to do now is write songs about how much I can't stand Napoleon.

Here. I'll start one.

Napoleon was a small man in the office of life/

Had a nice looking staff, and a girl who could write/

But Nappy had a weak link deep down inside/

Because he was a toadie with a very short stride.

Poor old Napoleon/

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001

And I missed the whole thing.

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001