Friday, November 08, 2002

Sleepiness is the watchword right now. Between readjusting to punching a clock again, staying up late Tuesday to watch election results, and a performance of Fiorello last night, I feel like I haven't rested at all this week. Saturday morning, with its promise of no alarm going off, can't come soon enough.

The preceding explains, in part, the Larry Kingesque blurbs that follow. As usual when I disgorge these little brain farts, I hope you enjoy them for what they are and beg your indulgence.

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If you haven't tried it yet, and you're a fan of pumpkin pie, get yourself to McDonald's and grab a Pumpkin Pie milkshake. It totally kicks the ass of that granddaddy of the limited-time shake world, the Shamrock.

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After a burst of activity on Monday, I stalled on my NaNoWriMo novel. I'm at a little over 8000 words right now, and I'm hoping to make up some serious ground this weekend.

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To my eye, the new MSN Butterfly mascot looks like the bastard love child of The Tick and his sidekick, Arthur. And it seems others have come to similar conclusions.

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While I'm strong on the rest of the Union, I've always had trouble remembering which state is which in parts of the Deep South and in the Four Corners area. After spending half this week staring at the map of the lower 48 on the Washington Post's Election Explorer, I think I've finally come up with a couple of nifty mnemonic devices which will allow me to remember them.

Louisiana is easy enough to distinguish, so I know that's the start of my new word to identify all of Florida's closest neighbors, Lamsalga.

With those big square Four Corners states, I just remember that "corners" starts with "CO," and so does my new designator for the region, Conmazut. To make it work, I have to remember to read it in true clockwise fashion, from the top.

I'm sure I'm not the first to ever think of these, but I'm surprised I didn't think of them sooner, considering I live in the Delmarva and all.

Posted @ 2:25 PM

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