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  • This morn­ing, I woke up and dis­cov­ered a wacky-looking van in front of Meta_Kate’s house: Jews For Jesus? Weirdness...
  • Later, at work, I asked Brian C. about it. Yes, he told me a bit about it, but to be hon­est, I for­got most of it. A few min­utes later, we got into a debate about hol­i­days. He was telling me about his the­ory on the Jester Bunny. Apparently, after a hun­dred years time, all of the con­sumer com­pa­nies (Hallmark, any­one?) will con­sol­i­date all of the hol­i­days into one mondo-holiday (Jesus+Eater Bunny=Jester Bunny). On the other hand, I believe that they will splin­ter and spring forth new hol­i­days. I think it is much more real­is­tic that we will even­tu­ally have one hol­i­day a week. That would be 52 sets of Hallmark(tm) cards we need to pur­chase for all of our friends and fam­ily.
  • This after­noon, I went to Carl’s Jr. for lunch. I got a chicken burger-y-thing and criss cut fries. The burger-y thing was okay. The criss cut fries were okay too. The other stuff in the fries was a lit­tle unex­pected. You see, I had one of those card­board sleeves of criss-cut fries. The big fries at the top were good–covered with sea­son­ing, slightly crispy, slightly breaded. As I approached the bot­tom of the sleeve, there were more and more breaded bits. There were a num­ber of pieces that were strictly breading–nothing more, just deep-fried bread­ing. At the very bot­tom, there was a piece or two that looks like strictly bread­ing, but ended up hav­ing chicken in the mid­dle. Good thing I’m not veg­e­tar­ian!
  • Meta_Kate and I were dis­cussing Heisenberg today and ended up stum­bling upon the idea of a Heisenburger. I would think that wit­ness­ing the burger would involve par­tic­i­pat­ing in the closed sys­tem that con­tained the burger. Therefore, it is impos­si­ble to wit­ness it with­out eat­ing it, or some­thing. I don’t know. I have not yet worked out that piece of the the­ory. It is just fun to say “Heisenburger.”
  • Thanks to my new friend, Netflix, I am cur­rently enjoy­ing the fine film Haiku Tunnel. I was expect­ing it to be a generic Office Space clone. So far, it seems almost as good as Office Space, only with more musi­cal stylings from the Pixies. The sysad­min reminds me of quite a few peo­ple.

Heisenburger, heisen­burger, heisen­burger, heisen­burger

Addendum: the movie was really MUCH bet­ter than I expected, and ended in a They Might Be Giants song! “Snowball In Hell!”

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