27 Dec 2000 
 
So this shall probably be the last entry of the year for me (the last of 
the second, the minute, the hour, the day, the week... it doesn't really 
matter - there's actually no beginning to each.  Right now is the end or 
middle or beginning of any given time period.  I saw that there is no 
"millenium" thing going on, because noone actually started counting in the 
common era numbers wholesale until after the "first millennium" had 
passed.  They had been counting based on the founding of Rome, the reign 
of any given emperor or king, or perhaps based on their own ages or the 
last time there had been a really big flood.  Anyway, I proclaim today to  
be the first day of the Meep Millennium.  I hope I make it to see the 
end.) 
 
Anything important for me to say?  Not really.  I'm trying to warm up 
before I go out into the great freezing yonder to brave shopping at 
Macy's.  I want a fur cap.  I'm not particular about color, but I do want 
ear flaps.  And I want fur, because noone makes reasonable wool stuff 
anymore.  If I'm going to have a wool cap, I'm going to knit it 
myself.  And I'm coveting Stu's black fur cap from Romania (or is it 
Rumania?  anyway, we have no idea what animal it's made from.) 
 
Which reminds me of a silly thing I saw at adcritic.com this morning -- a 
singing cow ad from PETA - trying to tell people not to wear leather.  I'm 
really tired of listening to the PETA people fussing about fur and leather 
-- Hello?  What about this meat thing?  Far more animals are killed for 
eating purposes and some other byproduct uses (such as feed for other 
animals...) -- are they hoping that all this anti-fur and anti-leather 
stuff will make people want to stop eating meat?  Here's an idea: why 
don't you start a chain restaurant that sells =YUMMY= vegetarian food?  So 
far, most of the exclusively vegetarian restaurants I've been to seem to 
cater to the taste-bud-less cripples of the world.  Ahem, I believe 
peppers (chile and the spice types) are vegetarian, as are herbs.  I want 
tasty food!  This kind of goes with my ideas on abortion -- people will 
stop doing aforesaid icky activities if one provides better 
choices.  Bland tofu "cheesecake" is not a viable option. 
 
Let's see, how many words have I written?  33 (or was that 34?) lines so 
far, and it seems about 12 words a line, more or less, so that makes about 
400 words.  Hmmm.  Really? That doesn't sound right.  Kids have to write 
500-word essays - and I've just rambled about nothing for 400 words?  The 
editor is telling me 2500 characters, so I guess it must be more than 400 
words at this point.  In any case, I should wrap this up.  It's about time 
to head out to Macy's; Stu and Heather will be waiting for me. 
 
Happy Birthday Stu!