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The phone rings tonight Is [teru] there? Speaking. Here's a blast from the past. St. George and the recliner OHMYGOD! It was my friend Jim whom I haven't spoken to in almost ten years! He's doing well and making me glad I don't have a private number as he found me on an after homework web search of old friends. He was a friend from another lifetime, but one that I always missed when we both moved on. I'm thinking when I do a trip south to see Naz, I need to make a side trip to South Carolina to see him again too. At the very least to read his comic collection ;-) Although he's up for a speakerphone night of RPG for our games night too.

I really think I should check this out. If not on Saturday, then maybe in a few years :) What is it? Technically, you would only need one time traveler convention. Time travelers from all eras could meet at a specific place at a specific time, and they could make as many repeat visits as they wanted. We are hosting the first and only Time Traveler Convention at MIT Great idea, I'd love to help! What should I do? Write the details down on a piece of acid-free paper, and slip them into obscure books in academic libraries! Carve them into a clay tablet! If you write for a newspaper, insert a few details about the convention! Tell your friends, so that word of the convention will be preserved in our oral history! A note: Time travel is a hard problem, and it may not be invented until long after MIT has faded into oblivion. Thus, we ask that you include the latitude/longitude information when you publicize the convention. You can also make an absolute commitment to publicize the conven...

My dad has a roommate, Peter, who moved in (as a tenant) when my dad was getting out of the hospital last lear. At the time, Peter didn't know what he was getting into with an invalid roommate, but they have become fast friends and Peter has helped dad out a lot. Well, it turns out Peter is coming into a HUGE trust fund soon, but he has no heirs. He can't leave the money in a will, but wants it to go to help people he knows. At 47 he doesn't anticipate marrying and having kids, so he's asked my dad to propose adopting me. No, really. I didn't say no, but it's such a strange request that I can't say yes. I've only met the guy once, on Christmas eve, and he seemed nice enough, but adoption ?!?! So, how was you're weekend, dear reader?