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thursday 26-sep-02 1:15 am

Time for a story many of you have heard before:

Once upon a time, I awoke from a nap hungry but not in the mood to cook. I found myself in the mood for fried chicken, so I took a trip to the local KFC. When I pulled up to the drive through, I started to order: "Yeah, I'd like to get a #1 with -- " when I was interuppted by the person taking my order: "All we have are biscuits." Stunned, but considering the possibility that in my post-sleep haze I had misheard, I needed confirmation. "You mean you don't have any chicken??" I asked. The employee responded the same as before, "All we have are biscuits.", only more impatient sounding this time, as if to imply, "What's so hard to understand? We are called 'KFC', yet we have only biscuits." At this point, I could say only the first thing that came to my mind, "That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard of." As I started to drive off into the sunset, I could hear the employee yelling, as if to suggest that a Kentucky Fried Chicken without Fried Chicken is not absolutely assanine.

The only reason I bring up this oft-repeated story (my last ever visit to KFC, by the way) is because it wasn't until just now that I realized why the KFC employee was getting impatient with me: "All we have are biscuits" has a double-meaning at KFC that I wasn't aware of.

I added a couple new MP3s to the music section.

saturday 21-sep-02 8:24 pm

I've updated the moving pictures with pictures of my apartment furnished.

tuesday 03-sep-02 8:13 pm

Feel the love of a new stylesheet and a slightly updated version of DUTI.

monday 26-aug-02 7:09 pm

Quote of the day comes from one of my favorite TV shows as a child:

Theorizing that one could time travel within his own life time, Dr. Sam Beckett stepped into the quantum leap accelerator and vanished. He awoke to find himself trapped in the past, facing mirror images that were not his own and driven by an unknown force to change history for the better. His only guide on this journey is Al, an observer from his own time, who appears in the form of a hologram that only Sam can see and hear. And so Dr. Beckett finds himself leaping from life to life, striving to put right what once went wrong and hoping each time that his next leap will be the leap home.

On a separate note, Parag and I took a trip to Sharpsburg, PA in search of free Indian food from Sree's that we had heard was being offered from my best friend's sister's boyfriend's brother's girlfriend who knows this kid who's going with a girl...(who saw Ferris pass out at 31 flavors last night.) Parag and I had never been to beautiful downtown Sharpsburg before, but when we arrived we discovered the Native American ancestry at its heart. We came across a statue dedicated to the Native American Guyasuta. There were two plaques below and they read (approximately) as follows:

Guyasuta was born in 1730. He who was a fierce leader of the Seneca tribe. He later was a guide of George Washington when he came to survey the area in 1753. In his later years, he retired to an area near Sharpsburg and is believed to be burried at the foot of the Highland Park bridge.

This statue is dedicated to the memory of Guyasuta, leader of the Seneca Indian tribe. This statue was originally constructed in the likeness of Guyasuta. However, in 19xx, the statue was destroyed by a car accident. In its place a second statue, made from the same mold as the original, was erected. However, in 19xx, a truck accident destroyed that statue as well. By this time, the mold had deteriated and so the third statue which stands today does not bear the likeness of Guyasuta.

Isn't that such a charming tribute to our native populations?

Although I don't own the album yet, all signs suggest that Jon Mayer is the bomb-diggity.