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i like how if you knock off 'ch', the end of cheerios spells "soiree" backwards. speaking of which, anybody else as into wordplay as i am? (i can just sense sugarmama itching to jump out of her seat...)...on the usair inflight magazine last month, i read an article about the national puzzlers league and their boston convention, coming up next month. i'm not quite geeky enough to show up, but i am geeky enough to pay attention and consider just how geeky i am.

i may have said this before, but no one, NO ONE, has ever beaten me at boggle. any takers? hmmmm?

i like the new name, but i gotta change it back. you can think of me spiritually as cheerios from here on out.

what?

oh and any of you kids living under rocks who don't know UnnecessaryZ or follow his journal...get yo' butts over there and read this one. understand that he's all bark, but it's one fuckin scary bark.

happy tuesday...let's hope it turns out better than yesterday...

and tomorrow i go get my biopsy results.

p.s. just finished watching "the pianist." this is the movie about the polish pianist in ww2, not to be confused with the fucked up sexual nutsobility of "the piano teacher." let me assure you, i will never mix those 2 up again. i didn't get to see all of scene 9 because netflix sent a damaged DVD, so hopefully i didn't miss anything crucial. that movie was powerful. it's rare that i spend a good portion of a movie with my hand clapped over my open mouth.