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I opened up my Real One player in the minimized mode today. It showed the title of the last song I was playing when I shut it down last. But because it was minimized the end of the title was cut off. It said Shakira - Underneath Your Clot. I laughed out loud.
I have no interest in the Stanley Cup Playoffs this year. And, miracle of miracles, I'm slightly interested in the NBA Playoffs. I'm sure that's just the New Jersian (Jerseyite?) in me talking.
Hmmm. I was just trying to come up with some other endings for other states and I've discovered there is no rhyme or reason for them. The ending -er works for New York (as in New Yorker) but sucks for New Jersey (New Jerser?). Floridian is the proper word for someone from Florida. But what do you call someone from Maine? Mainian? Mainite? Maniac? Texan is an easy one, as is New Mexican. What the hell would someone from Illinois be called? Or Utah (I know... Morman)? These are questions I feel I should know the answer to. Why isn't there a list of these somewhere?
I have to go to the doctor tomorrow morning. I had a thing growing on my lip. It was called a pyrogenic granuloma which they tell me is a bunch of renegade cells that just start healing willy-nilly. That causes scar tissue to just keep forming and forming. So I went in and they burned it off. Then it grew back because the doctor apparently missed some of those wacky cells. This time I think it is gone for good, but the doctor made me make a follow up appointment just too be sure.
I really want to play golf this Friday, but I don't think I'll get to. Jake's birthday party is this Saturday and there is too much stuff to be done to get the house in order to actually have people in it. I'm hoping the stuff I stuck in the pool this morning has cleared the water to a perfect blue. I'm also hoping that the town came by and took all of the old shed and swingset. Jake's birthday has gone on forever. His real birthday is May 20th. But because we didn't know when the baby was coming, we scheduled his school party on May 1st. And we scheduled his family party on June 8th. Not a bad deal for a 6 year old - getting more than a month of birthday.
I got nothin' else to say. I'm done. But first, here's a picture of Claudine on a double decker bus in London.
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