General: March 2004 Archives

Sixteen years ago I had a hell of a year. I was in a different province for two months. I was on a plane for the first time in ten years. (I wouldn't go again for another nine.) My voice changed. I started growing pubic hair. I had just learned the joys, or in some ways, the point, of masturbating. When I got back to Ontario on September 2, 1988, I got back to A NEW BED. A double bed, with a new headboard and new (stainable) sheets and everything.

A couple of months ago I was thinking about what Rose and I would have for dinner. I realized that I didn't have much at home and that we would have to either buy food or order in. But then I had the brilliant thought of, get this, leveraging my potatoes!

Yes, I work in high-tech sales with marketing right behind me.