19 Jan 99 
 
Too many nines, shazbot. 
 
Too many mimes?  or was that mines.... 
 
I have to wonder why some people (well, except for one person) reads these 
driblets...  Inspiration comes rarely, and if you =really= wanted to know 
what was up, you'd call or email or something, dammit. 
 
Oh rooty tooty fresh n fruity, I'm sucking at backgammon. 
 
So what else is new... 
 
Well, I went to Disney's Animal Kingdom this past weekend (word to the 
wise: if you're spending you're own money, take a pass at this.  There is 
some interesting info and a couple cute rides, but there's more to the 
Asheboro zoo... which is also a lot cheaper....), and I had the pleasure 
of hailing a cab on ugly slushy streets at 5 am and seeing my plane be 
de-iced 4 times while sitting on the runway for an hour and watch the Jets 
suck in the playoffs (not that I really cared, but it looked =awful=) 
 
As you can see, when bitching (or relating anything really), I don't pay 
especial attention to matters of syntax and grammar. 
 
Let's see, and today I went on the fool's errand of trying to buy 1-cent 
stamps.  That's the busiest I've seen a post office at 2 pm, let me tell 
you.   
 
However, on the good side of things, I got to see some relatives, my 
Grandpa turned 75, I got my own class to teach (Elem. Stats), I'm trying 
to learn a new language (German or Chinese, we'll see), and I got to 
paddle a canoe quite a ways with John, with some interesting manuevering 
over a log, I'm almost finished with a shawl, and I actually finished the 
left front of a sweater. 
 
Which reminds me, perhaps I should announce my Resolution for 1999: 
 
I will buy no more yarn until I finish a sweater. 
 
I think I may actually keep that one.  But I like to make promises that I 
can keep. 
 
 
Anyway, the weather is pretty nice here (40s I think, and sunny) and I've 
got a class in an hour or so (Computational Genomics), so toodley pipski.