9 Feb 99 
 
Hmmm, I need to update the Meep Manifesto (I thought I had one around here 
somewhere....)  Anyway, I heard a story on NPR this morning about 
companies crafting mission statements, so I thought I'd get one.  So I 
just popped over to the Dilbert Zone for one: 
 
 
                   Our mission is to continue to collaboratively 
                   simplify innovative content while promoting 
                   personal employee growth. 
 
Too bad I don't have any employees. 
 
I am reminded of a fortune cookie saying that I found on the streets of 
New York (now safely residing in my wallet):  Clothes can make a profound 
impression on others.  Time to go shopping! 
 
How true that is. 
 
Now a brief thought on my hair:  I used to want that feathered look until 
my cowlick definitively sealed that struggle.  Then I wanted long hair, to 
put in a bun, with sexy tendrils coming down.  Now I haven't cut my hair 
in two years, I'm resigned to butterfly clips, and those tendrils are more 
a static generator transforming me into mini-Einstein hair.  Why the hell 
do I have to have hair anyway? 
 
 
I know this hasn't been a terribly inspired message brought to you 
courtesy digital communications, but what can ya do?  I ask you. 
 
 
Woher kommst du?  Watashi wa enpitu desu.  j'ai femme.  Goo goo ka joob. 
 
And I mean it ... from the bottom.... of my hear--- arrarrarrrrrrt.