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June 14, 2000

Oh, trying to keep up with tradition, I've added a new entry to my material possessions. I hope you like it.


I got a strange piece of e-mail today. Actually, the mail or the content of the mail is not that strange; the circumstances are strange. It involves the radio question I summitted on Monday. You see… they read the question on the air, and this entitled me to two Braves' tickets to the game versus the Brewers on June 25. No Joke! I suppose that it is a bit ironic since I didn't get to hear the question, since I was out to dinner with Len.

I get this mail from Michele, the woman who is doing the promotions letting me know that I have been awarded these tickets and I should call for directions to the radio station. Okay, in the off chance that you haven't noticed yet… I live in Seattle, across the country from Atlanta. Naturally, I'm a bit amused. It is fairly clear to me that I'm not going to make it to Atlanta in just over a weeks notice, so the question is what to tell this woman.

Just for giggles, I priced the tickets… a whopping $800+. Nope! No game for me.

By now you probably know that I'm a pack rat. It's not so much that I really enjoy hording things; it is that many things have little inherent value has immense sentimental value. I figured that it would be fun to physically have the tickets, even if I wouldn't attend the game. I replied and sent mail to her, telling her that I don't live in the area and asking her to send me the tickets. I think I shall frame them.


Tonight I had dinner plans with Nancy. We had talked about it the week before, at the time we were also making plans for the gig this past weekend… which incidentally I didn't attend. However, we still had plans for dinner tonight.

We talked about going to the Outback steakhouse. I like the Outback. It is a fun place to be. I was the one who drove. The drive was short and the weather was being fairly cooperative. Still, it wasn't anything earth-shattering. She says something about how beautiful the trees are…

Now, it's not like I hate trees. Nothing like that. Granted, all things being equal there are many things that I would rather look at than trees… like parking lots or sidewalks. I suppose that I don't see the appeal. It's a tree, folks… a tree. Nothing particularly spectacular about it, there are thousands more like it. There are many things that occur naturally, like urine for instance. I don't see people building shrines or taking pictures of it. Nancy said something about it representing life, but that's a little too convenient.

We got to the restaurant and there was a bit of a line to get seated. There was open seating in the bar area, and there was a small booth were we could sit. We could watch the Lakers vs. Pacers basketball final name.

I had the Alice Springs chicken, which is Len's favorite dish. It's very good actually. I normally opt for a beef dish of some sort, but today I was in the mood for the chicken. Nancy had a burger. I forget precisely which one. We chatted about a number of things. One of her friends is getting married soon and she's thinking about not attending the wedding. Not that big a deal really, after all it is in Las Vegas… which I would imagine that it is simply brutally hot. Not that it should really have any bearing on her attending.

About this time, both of us became to absorbed in the game. Not that I'm a big basketball fan, but I understand the game and there were a number of folks watching the game here. I'm not sure why it is, but many people here in the Seattle area have a distinct dislike for the Lakers (what are Lakers anyway, and what are they doing in Los Angeles?) Naturally, I was rooting for the Lakers and indeed they ended up winning.

I was in a bit of a strange mood… more quiet than anything else. I think she was in a strange mood too, and we didn't really do much more than have dinner. Not that it was silent or awkward, just that neither of us ended up saying much.

I went back to work after that. I walked her to her car and we called it a night. I'm not sure precisely what was throwing off my mind today.


I got another strange mail today, this one in my home account. Instead of trying to explain it, I'll simply include the mail:
From: mta@geocities.com [mailto:mta@geocities.com]
Sent: Wednesday, June 14, 2000 1:02 AM
To: My Home Address
Subject:


FROM: GeoCities Administration
SUBJECT: End of your GeoCities email account - July 15th

Dear GeoCities Member,

On July 15th, 2000, we will be retiring the GeoCities mail servers. Once the servers are retired, email sent to your geocities.com address will no longer be forwarded, and will instead be returned to the sender as undeliverable.

Please encourage your friends and relatives to update their address books and advise them not to send email to this address any longer. After July 15th, 2000, you will no longer receive email sent to your geocities.com email address.

Thank you for your understanding,


The GeoCities Team
You know… sometimes life just sucks. I've had this address for a while, I'm kind of attached to it. Granted at this point it is more spam bait than anything else, but I still like my address. And I have many services signed up with this address, which I'll now have to change. And there's the inevitable sending mail to all the people I know… hoping that I haven't forgotten anyone. Yeah, this sucks. It's not un-doable, it's just an incredible pain-in-the-ass. [Sigh]

Oh, and I hate it when people send mail without a subject line. I almost missed this mail.

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