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Last night we went to the Brewer's Art, but it was closed, so we did our first trip to the Owl Bar in the bottom of The Belvedere. My god - the place was so old-school fancy I think they wrote the constitution in that place. Janna disagreed with me but was unable to explain why later Benjamin Franklin walked in the place, making some silly retort that it wasn't him. Pshaw.

In my head I've counted Janna having 3 birthday celebrations. I cant' believe she's getting older, or that I'm not.

Last night I drove home from b'more and listened to NPR the whole way doing 1950s radio story broadcasts of...well the last one was Humphrey Bogart and someone probably equally as famous reading "The African Queen." The unintentional hilarity of the stories, from the local policeman who busted a Soviet spy ring (complete with hijacking carrier pigeons and the Navy blowing up a sub at local police command) to the African Queen romance and German ship sinking...only got scary when I thought about how many policy and war makers in high positions grew up with this as their cultural background. Funny - while the Germans were a foreign blur and naturally evil, they seemed to point to commonalities with them (a sympathetic German ship commander agrees to marry our protagonists, with a proper xtian bible, before their scheduled execution) compared to our new "Muslim army" of near apes who slit throats and rape children for breakfast. I guess that'll be archived from faux news. What mainstream cultural icons from today will terrify someone thinking like me in 50 years?

Also great were the commercials - Lux soap daily facial same as the stars use (my favorite endorsement there was Zsa Zsa Gabor) or "DuPont: Better living through chemistry!"

I'm not posting as much - I'm not around a computer as often when I'm not working, and I don't like making (or reading) fluffy phone updates or pictures without words. I think of things to blop in here, but don't have any big points to make. I'm not unhappy about being too busy living to write much, but I like the writing too. Wait, when did I start feeling obligated!?

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POOP! Right after I made my post this AM, eljay was blocked by our work-screen again. Unblocked was the music download site that allowed me to listen to stripmall architecture, blocked is all access to eljay.

I think with cricket and clear boiling in this area that I may be getting closer and closer to getting wireless access while ditching cable and land line. That way I can take my laptop to work and bypass all the network by doing air-phone-high-speed on a laptop, and at home what's the loss?

I don't watch much tv and it seems more and more is on hulu. Ace of cakes is available online, full episodes. Cartoon network shows full episodes. In fact, I might watch more tv if I watch regular shows and have to keep track of them.

Killing myself in the gym, killing. As my weights get higher I find myself re-learning how to do them...dropping the weights I re-learned proper form, forcing myself to do each right. However, that was when I could. Now as I approach my ceilings I have to re-learn the form, keep fighting not to slow down, not rock forwards, not push other muscles in to help when my main ones are failing...and ugh, finding my max isn't know what it once was. I mean I saw that as everything got harder but a confirmed fail is different than trying to mental your way through it before gravity proves its stubborn existence.

Gravity is just a theory, unproven like many others.