ok these pictures predominantly kind of suck, but still the thought is really nice.
a memorial page my dad’s secretary (from ICF Kaiser) put together for him from work pictures.
August 2, 2002 by
icf kaiser
Categories: General
August 2, 2002 by
Categories: General
ok these pictures predominantly kind of suck, but still the thought is really nice.
a memorial page my dad’s secretary (from ICF Kaiser) put together for him from work pictures.
wow. what a very very nice lady.
she’s really kind of…umm….floozy. sort of. but not attractive floozy. just floozing. hmm maybe non-attractive-ness is actually inherent in the word floozy. perhaps i should go check on pseudo words. sadly pseudo words does not have the word floozy in their vocabulary. suckahs.
stupid cementhorizon still not really working!
I know! I know! it makes me so mad! I want to update, i NEEEEEED to!
and you broke your site too! nothing’s working on yours now.
nuh-huh, the archives work, mostly. and the links. it just thinks i haven’t updated in 5 or whatever days so it doesn’t show anything. the bastard. the bastard. we hates it, the baggins.
FIX IT, THE LAD! FIX IT BY ALL THAT’S HOLY!
it’s kind of amusing that we’re having the same conversation over email that we are having on this comment board. but i think the thrill of it is getting old fast. repetition hear me roar! the mouse cometh…
hmmm….what do you consider holy? can i pee on it?
hey! all the comments are missing from the archives! ARGH!!!
oh hmm…you can still get to them if you go to recent entries and then just browse backwards. but why can’t you see them in archives? bizarro.
you can see them in the archives too. click on the time.
ooooh the time. as if that wasn’t secretive. fucking neurotic moveable type. paranoid! paranoid!
she giggles. she loves you.
hey, lots of your entries are missing too. ellie’s ok, film noir, etc.
WAHHH I WANT VIKING IN THE SACK BACK!
hmm well but if you scroll down you can see the “ellie’s ok” one and a little bit ago you could see the “film noir” one but anyway you can still see that one if you click on archives “august 2002” so really all of mine are around in various places.
hm. diggity damn. looks like i am once again the only one riding the sad loser train.
why oh why do I always buy a ticket for this train? damn you, half priced tickets!
giggle. dood. we are SOOOOO addicted to our webpages. look at us. we can’t even update them and yet here we are commenting madly at one another for no good reason just because we CAN doesn’t mean we SHOULD. why are we all about the www-iv? it’s bad for us! bad! must. break. free.
(out of breath breathing) could. not. escape.
i have gotten like 6 spam messages today telling me that i can add anywhere from 1 to 4 inches to my penis length. what is up with that subject matter today? little out of control, yo.
my fave rave spam of the day:
“Isaac – THIS COULD SAVE YOUR LIFE!”
somewhere out there, Isaac, idly checking his email while hanging by thee strands of dental floss from the top story of the empire state building, is suddenly intrigued.
Devil Bunny NEEDS A Ham.
so did marina get her present yet?
yeah. she wrote me an email and was like: “you are a big dork. i love you.” and then she was very impressed with my ingenuity and was also talking some crazy talk about stealing my banking info and depositing random amounts of money in it over the course of like 5 yrs in order to secrete all the money back to me again. i said, “back off the bank info, bitch.” because she is just clever enough to get it and accomplish this plan. half-cocked though it may be.
JUST clever enough. not a whit more. not a drop less.
very noyce. good on you.
i have so much. so much to say. and nowhere to say it. perhaps i should buy a soapbox, reserve a street corner. how come we always hang out on YOUR page? no one ever hangs out on my page. except once they did. but never again.
I wish it was the weekend, and I was just getting up at 8:30 on saturday and making some coffee and then taking an anne patchett novel out on the deck to read to the dog.
we don’t hang out on your page because it’s not working. i suppose we could go comment on some old entry of yours if you really want to.
i wish it was saturday and i was just getting up at NOON. (8:30? are you crazy?)
yaar, 8:30 my friend. because it’s still cool enough outside to drink coffee without fear of melting into your bunny slippers. later, in the heat, you can go sleep on the hammock, or on the floaty mat in the pool.
or possibly I will have to get up at 8:30 and go look at open houses in the goldarn city. well that would certainly suck eggs.
i want to come swimming! too bad i have to move heavy bookcases.
looks like we’ve tapped this mine out. why don’t you go haiku at pants?
i have nothing to haiku about, an ailment that is nothing to sneeze about. hmmm….
haiku, aa! aa! choo!
out you come yellow snotty
looks like pikachu!
i give it one ew and a hee hee.
it’s interesting how we chase each other around these three or four sites, obsessively checking everyone’s comment features. it’s like hide and seek, for nerds.
note: this poem is continued from tracy’s page http://www.redhott.blogspot.com
peter schneeter became a peter licker
his wife he could no longer dick her
in exchange for one deep hole
he plugged another with his pole.
Yikes! Kids these days.
aren’t you glad i didn’t put it on your page? i was impressed last night at my fortitude in convincing myself not to. it was tough like an egg.
Whats all this nonesense. JUST clever enough? Not a whit more or less? Just you wait. I’ll prove you wrong. I’ll get both your’s bank info and secretly put hundreds of dollars into your account. And you’ll never know that I did it or how I got your info. Then we’ll see who’s the smart one. Wait a second…
hee hee! i love you!
I aim to please. and procrastinate at work.
what have i been doing this last little bit you may very well ask. well i will tell you. i have been picking out strippers for my big brother’s bachelor party. hee hee hee (not my actual brother, mind you. but my big brother. who really i wish i was marrying myself.)
http://www.allamericanstrippers.com/sf-female.html
these are my fave raves:
SFF2
SFF3
SFF16
SFF20
SFF27
SFF29
now if i’m ever having a party that needs strippers…well ummm you’ll know which ones to get.
the likelihood of me needing strippers seems really laughable.
did you know, if you do a google on “didofoot” you get this comment site as the 2nd hit? cool eh?
ah, august. I miss that month. the beautiful heat and swimminess, the panic at not having a house or job, the vague fears about getting my paperwork squared away for school…
what are you doing back here? freak.
holy shit. august was so great. i still got to steal books. sigh. fuck i miss august.
ha! strippers!
yeah. august. mm. god was it that recently you were stealing books? that can’t be right. didn’t you quit a YEAR ago? or…two years ago?
That’s right you started like Jan 4th of last year. You wish you were stealing books in August.
oh….oops. i was thinking last last august. that was a way better august.
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