12.18.98
Aloha Friday
Hmmm, my stoopid HTML generator is cruising slowly these days. I guess that means that a sufficient number of words have been placed on this installment, so it is time to move on to a new "page." My HTML generator? Netscape composer. Yeah, I know., but you get what you pay for, right?
On the other fronts, I did FINALLY find a new home for this silly thing of mine. Hopefully, by year's end, I shall be installed at Infoseek. Unlimited space, so I can babble on forever and ever (btw, this site is hovering at 2.9MB, thus the reason I'm not actively approaching my ISP. I only get 4M, including email space) Best of all, at Infoseek
NO FUCKING POPUP ADS!
I love the "popup killer" free ware program that I got off No Nags, and it has saved my sanity on more than one occasion while cruising my friends at Geoshitties and Tripod. If you haven't seen it yet, you should. E me and I'll send the URL to download it. (This has been an unpaid political announcement.)
I had 22 "unique" hits today. (those who have never been here before) This, on top of the same 15 that I see EVERY day (yes, I look at these things. Remember, I said that I was doing this for purely exhibitionistic reasons.) I use an invisible counter, because I find visible ones to be over the top on the narcissism scale. Besides, it's for my own personal edification. The one thing that the counter doesn't tell me is who you are. I can get an idea based on the info that it does provide (like time of visit, and occasionally, geographic domain) but you remain basically anonymous. I can also tell you that some of you have really big screens! That, from the worthless information department.
Instead of depressed and morose today, I feel pretty good. Physically, I bite the big one, but psychologically, I'm not too bad. Guess Harry Connick Jr's lyrics finally sunk in:
I guess that I have finally decided to let the kid out and be silly. Sometimes, I, too get too wrapped up with matters of consequence and forget what it is all about. I hate when that happens. Well, I promise that I will over-compensate for that. If you are in Honolulu, come downtown to the Municipal Building at 5:30 and look for me. We will be a group of 50 or so (!!!) blood bank people and their assorted kin participating in something called The Jingle Bell Run. It's just the silliest thing, and I love it. The whole idea of the thing is just to walk around the civic centre wearing your $16 T-shirt (the Blood Bank gave the staff BBH T-shirts. Wow!) and sucking up the christmas lights and listening to groups of people who shouldn't be singing sing. Want to recognize me? I'll be the one with the antlers and red nose (aka Rudolph) leading my little group of gay merry-makers.
RR is coming with me, also. It is the first time that he and I have attended a work function. I guess since I am "out" to the whole damn place, why not drag the bf along? Come up to me and introduce yourself. I dare ya. We're a silly, fun group of people, so we'll probably be lucky not to be arrested. If you've been reading this thing for any length of time, you most likely are certifiable anyway and desperately in need of medication.
Come, dear. Doctor Bob will make you a nice martini.
Hmmm, my stoopid HTML generator is cruising slowly these days. I guess that means that a sufficient number of words have been placed on this installment, so it is time to move on to a new "page." My HTML generator? Netscape composer. Yeah, I know., but you get what you pay for, right?
On the other fronts, I did FINALLY find a new home for this silly thing of mine. Hopefully, by year's end, I shall be installed at Infoseek. Unlimited space, so I can babble on forever and ever (btw, this site is hovering at 2.9MB, thus the reason I'm not actively approaching my ISP. I only get 4M, including email space) Best of all, at Infoseek
NO FUCKING POPUP ADS!
I love the "popup killer" free ware program that I got off No Nags, and it has saved my sanity on more than one occasion while cruising my friends at Geoshitties and Tripod. If you haven't seen it yet, you should. E me and I'll send the URL to download it. (This has been an unpaid political announcement.)
I had 22 "unique" hits today. (those who have never been here before) This, on top of the same 15 that I see EVERY day (yes, I look at these things. Remember, I said that I was doing this for purely exhibitionistic reasons.) I use an invisible counter, because I find visible ones to be over the top on the narcissism scale. Besides, it's for my own personal edification. The one thing that the counter doesn't tell me is who you are. I can get an idea based on the info that it does provide (like time of visit, and occasionally, geographic domain) but you remain basically anonymous. I can also tell you that some of you have really big screens! That, from the worthless information department.
Instead of depressed and morose today, I feel pretty good. Physically, I bite the big one, but psychologically, I'm not too bad. Guess Harry Connick Jr's lyrics finally sunk in:
In my eyes are valentines
And easter eggs and new year's wine
But when my heart finds Christmas,
My eyes will shine like new.
All the days are kind to me
But fall to far behind to see
My heart told me once before
To find my dream and search no more
And when my heart finds Christmas,
I hope it finds you too.
I guess that I have finally decided to let the kid out and be silly. Sometimes, I, too get too wrapped up with matters of consequence and forget what it is all about. I hate when that happens. Well, I promise that I will over-compensate for that. If you are in Honolulu, come downtown to the Municipal Building at 5:30 and look for me. We will be a group of 50 or so (!!!) blood bank people and their assorted kin participating in something called The Jingle Bell Run. It's just the silliest thing, and I love it. The whole idea of the thing is just to walk around the civic centre wearing your $16 T-shirt (the Blood Bank gave the staff BBH T-shirts. Wow!) and sucking up the christmas lights and listening to groups of people who shouldn't be singing sing. Want to recognize me? I'll be the one with the antlers and red nose (aka Rudolph) leading my little group of gay merry-makers.
RR is coming with me, also. It is the first time that he and I have attended a work function. I guess since I am "out" to the whole damn place, why not drag the bf along? Come up to me and introduce yourself. I dare ya. We're a silly, fun group of people, so we'll probably be lucky not to be arrested. If you've been reading this thing for any length of time, you most likely are certifiable anyway and desperately in need of medication.
Come, dear. Doctor Bob will make you a nice martini.
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