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slow-dog.august2000

27 August 2000
Almost forgot to mention by big purchase this weeked: a shredder. I find them mesmerizing, and I'm sure I will have hours of fun with it until I realize I've shredded every important document I'd ever need. Anyway, for $50 at OfficeMax, I couldn't go wrong.

27 August 2000
If you haven't browsed the pet aisle at the local grcoery store recently, I recommend it. Is anybody else shocked that they sell sports drinks for dogs?

25 August 2000
So it's Friday night, and I come home from work, all jazzed about a night on the town, full of fun and maybe some debauchery. I'd been suffering with allergies all day, but I wasn't worried. So what do I do? I promptly fall asleep for 3 hours, wake up more miserable than before, and the night is shot. Maybe I'll make up for it tomorrow.

21 August 2000
Well, indeed I am moving in about a month. The exciting news, though, is that I'm famous! OK, perhaps being the the nominal subject of a pro free-market op-ed piece from the Bozeman Daily Chronicle won't put me on the invite list for any cool parties, but it's better than nothing. I'm still trying to figure out if I can use the piece as one of my letters of recommendation for b-school.

15 August 2000
slow-dog is moving! Well, maybe, maybe not. I'm talking physically. I've got a friend whose got room in his house, so I may be picking up my stuff and moving downtown!

06 August 2000
In the interest of "keeping it real", I went to see Wu-Tang Clan in Columbus on Friday. Okay, so it wasn't planned. I was in Columbus after taking a friend to the Airport, I ate dinner, and down the street, Wu-Tang was playing at the Newport Theater. Well, this had to be investigated.

The line stretched for several blocks, which didn't bode well, but my friend and I walked up to the front, asked somebody was selling tickets, found a person looking to sell two (at face value, no less) who was also giving us her spot at the front of the line. No muss, no fuss, we were inside to get the Wu-love. It was enjoyable, if a little expensive. No ODB, since he's undergoing court-ordered rehab or something, but all in all, a little Flava for the weekend.

02 August 2000
If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all.