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Wednesday, July 3rd, 2002

Short day today. We get out at 2:30 and then I have 4 days off. This is going to be great.

Thursday, July 4th, 2002

Happy Independence Day.
Happy Independents Day.

Friday, July 5th, 2002

Took a couple pictures at the museum today.
Monkey?Veiled Lady

Wednesday, July 10th, 2002

Well, I got brave a few minutes ago. I cracked the case of my iMac open and changed the PRAM battery. All went well. I'll post pics a little later.

As promised:
Work area
Case
Motherboard

Saturday, July 13th, 2002

Well, the thrill of being wireless has worn off a little bit. Being in a one bedroom apartment doesn't allow much room for roaming. However, it is cool to be able to sit out on the balcony with my notebook.

Saturday, July 13th, 2002

I actually went out today...by myself. I stopped at this driving range not too far from my home and hit a bucket of balls. I'm not a golf guy at all. I don't even own my own clubs. I only golf once a year when my entire office goes golfing. I thought I should practice a little bit. It was a good time.

Tuesday, July 16th, 2002

I'm hitting the driving range tonight after work. The summer golf outing has been replaced with a boat trip, but that's not going to stop me from practicing. It feels good to get outside and do something different.

Tuesday, July 16th, 2002

Cavender's Greek seasoning is amazing. I had some last night on a grilled pork chop. You should try it.

Wednesday, July 17th, 2002

Woo hoo! I'm finally listed at dmoz. Now it's only a matter of time before I can be found on Google.

Wednesday, July 17th, 2002

Man, I hope I don't come off as being cheap or unimpressed with the Jaguar announcement, but $129 for an OS X upgrade seems a bit steep. I can see that price for a new user buying the operating system for the first time, but I've already shelled out a hundred and thirty bucks for OS X once. Am I going to do it again? Probably not. I think I can wait for Jaguar until I upgrade my mac.

Sunday, July 21st, 2002

I got stung by a bee today for the first time in about 20 years. I stepped on it while practicing my golf swing on the front lawn at my mom's house. It hurt like a bastard. I was cursing and hopping around and in all the madness my mom stepped on my other foot by accident. That took my mind off of the sting for a minute.

Sunday, July 21st, 2002

I broke down and bought my first set of golf clubs yesterday. They're a generic brand (Outward Nine) and the whole set was only $230 with a pretty nice bag. For that price I was expecting shitty clubs, but they feel good to me and look good, too. If I end up really getting into golf I might buy better clubs in a year or two, but these should suit me just fine while I'm hacking at the grass and dirt.

Sunday, July 21st, 2002

I watched a very good documentary this weekend on IFC. Actually, I watched it twice. It's called "They Shoot Movies Don't They?". It'll air again next Saturday a couple of times and should not be missed. It you do miss it, you can get a copy at the official website.

Sunday, July 21st, 2002

The Shins

Thanks to Eric at glish.com for exposing me to them. Whatever the legality of his mp3 posting, I'm now going to purchase a cd that I would have otherwise not known about.

Monday, July 22nd, 2002

Shit, it finally happened. I smashed up my trusty Saturn. I was going about 35 mph on the street just before my apartment when this guy pulled out in front of me. I hit the brakes, but hit him full on the side of his car. That was it.

I remember being worried that the airbag would inflate and smash my glasses through my eyeballs.

The guy that caused the incident was an older Russian man. He was nice and apologized. I'm glad that nobody got hurt.

Here are the gruesome photos:
Screech
Smash
Slam

Wednesday, July 24th, 2002

Note to self:
Don't practice golf indoors. See why.

Monday, July 29th, 2002

It must be a sick joke. I brought my Saturn wagon to the body shop this morning to take care of the damage from last week's accident. I was excited all weekend at the prospect of driving a "normal" rental car for a few days. It's probably no surprise that my dream car wasn't waiting there for me. I'm stuck driving a Mercury wagon all week. I guess I'm just not meant to impress the ladies with my ride.

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