01-31-03: There are just never enough hours in a day. I woke up early, jumped into my trusty vehicle, thinking that I would beat rush hour traffic at 6:20am. Alas, the irony of the whole matter is that I got into town at the same time as if I'd left home half-an-hour later. It is really aggrevating to sit in the middle of a sea of cars and realize that I spend more time with the steering wheel than with my friends and family...the zip-lane was constipated too...something must have been up...the morning shows help take the edge off of sitting in traffic. Did you catch the show where the stench of codfish is a true test of manhood? It cracked me up. Tomorrow starts the year of the ram and I hope to find more fun things to do. Any idea of a great Welsh artist? I went to the Wong audio library but had no luck except for some flute music...well, the KTUH website had a make-over and so it inspired me to work on this site a little bit more.
Gung Hee Fat Choy! I wish I could wear a chong sam and rhinestones too. |
