Sunday, May 27, 2007

seminar speaker schedule begging

That's right. I'm begging. Won't they please release the short-lived TV series "Manimal" on DVD?
Also, won't you please sign up to meet with N.F.? The main slot I need filled is from 10:30 to 11 a.m. next Monday. But it would be groovy if folks also volunteered to meet with N. "Hi diddly ho, Neighbor" F.from 11 to 11:30 or 11:30 to noon next Tuesday. The first three people who write me to take those slots will get to see me recreate my favorite scenes from "Manimal."

F. schedule

There may be some confusion involving N. F.'s schedule for next Monday and Tuesday. On one hand, many folks want to meet with him. On the other hand, I'd like to send him to a rural area and have him hang out with hobos who will sell his clothing for wine change.
Actually, I was told there was only one slot left to fill, but I see four slots open on the schedule. So I'm going to assume the schedule is correct and am looking for folks to fill those slots. If you already have claimed one of these slots, please let me know so I can put your name down on the official schedule.

Thursday, May 03, 2007


The one thing I remember most about grade school was the sound of chalk on the blackboard. Well, actually the main thing I remember was the smell of cheap perfume, ripple, and stale cigarette smoke that engulfed me every day in first grade. But what do you expect? I was 7 and couldn't afford expensive perfume.

Anyway, if you'd like to relive your youth by playing with a chalkboard, we have an old one we're trying to get rid of. Perhaps you've seen it in the Z. 1st floor vestibule leading to the basement stairs. If you'd like it, please let me know. Otherwise we'll have to toss it because the fire inspector said we can't keep the chalkboard there any more.

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

global warming close-up

Word on the street is that the chiller on the roof feeing the Z. Building is down, so it might get a little stuffy in the building. Facilities is working on the problem, but they don't know how long it will take to fix the bugger. I say let it get sweltering in here. Let people beg for water! Then I won't seem so freaky when I engage in my hobby of chugging milk jugs filled with vole saliva. Speaking of which, does anybody have about 46,000 voles they can spare?