how perfectly swell: matthew prins (or matt prins, or thew, or...oh, you don't care) alone with his stupidity
Randominity.
Did Albert Gore consume a magic human-being-turning pill? His performance on Letterman Friday was funny, self-effacing, and entertaining while still being substantial. He and Bob Dole are apparently both far better ex-candidates than they were presidential candidates. Good for them.
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Elizabeth Dole, however, is still stiff as a tree that has not magically become unstiff. If only she would have lost.
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I now have this, more or less, in my dining room. (I believe mine is the exact same bike -- it's made by the same company -- but with different branding and a lower price tag.) For Christmas, then, someone should buy me this.
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Also in the area of unconspicuous consumption, Kimberly and I will be following the lead of the Wisconsin Prinses and purchasing a Virgin Mobile cellular phone. I mention this so that my use of the word "Virgin" will bring in a new breed of Google and Ask.com searchers. In fact, let me say it a couple more times: The Virgin Mary had a baby boy. The Virgin Mary had a baby boy. The Virgin Mary had a baby boy. And they said that his name was Jesus, oh and yeah He was also a virgin.
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I have no idea what today's contest will be. None. But it will probably still be at 5:00P.
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Kim has this idea that she and I should watch all the Disney animated films in order over the course of a few months. I have this idea that she and I should watch all the Mike Leigh films in order over the course of a few months. You are the jury.
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Panic Room, B Fine, but securely strapped into its genre restraints. Surprisingly unfrightening, and unsurprisingly showoffy. Film goes downhill after one main character leaves the film and another one enters. Ending nice. Forrest, Dwight, and Jodie all give predictably lovely performances. Not much to say, really.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.