July 6th, 2002


You may already be a winner!

Let's play a game.

Here's how it works:

1. You tell me something interesting, funny, thought-
provoking, or just plain stupid.

2. I respond by telling you which item in my bedroom I would
award to you if I was planning to give away my possesions.

No purchase neccessary. You may enter as many times as you wish. Items awarded are not actually going to change hands. Entertainment purposes only. Not valid in Timbuktoo, Ouagadoogoo, Narnia, or Shangri-La. Prizes will not be fake-awarded until at least late Saturday afternoon. Tax, tags, and freight not included. Member FDIC. Joanna's contest is not an equal-opportunity employer, but only because Joanna has no employees.

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Man, I'm tired. Very, very tired. Soooooooo tired . . .

And there's a good reason for it too.

Today I went inner-tubing in Harper's Ferry, VA. I've been wanting to do that since . . . I knew that it was something you could do. Thus, when I was given the opportunity to do it, many long years later, I jumped at the chance. It was great fun, and the weather was perfect for it. Beautiful. And I got to hang out with lots of people, several of whom I had not seen for a good long time.

I also got sunburned, despite the SPF45 sunscreen I was wearing. But a bit of discomfort (and a red nose, and a funny looking white stripe on my arm from the wristband I had to wear) is OK, after a good day.

Afterwards, I was going to go with Dave and Phil to see Minority Report, but I ended up just coming home after dinner. I would have liked to have gone, but I believe that, had I been able to stay awake through an entire movie, I would not have been able to stay wake to drive myself home. And if I slept through the movie it would be a waste of nine "dollar- bucks".

I really need to get myself to bed, but I will leave you with this:
Today I randomly remembered about how Erica and I used to open our bedroom window in our old house, tie our Pound Puppies to the end of the string from the venetian blinds, and throw the Pound Puppies out the window. They were bungee jumping. As I recall, we did this quite often. I'm not sure, in retrospect, why this was as much fun as it was. But hey, it was fun.

Oh yeah, and while the first round of the newest game sensation to sweep the nation has already happened, please feel free to join in (or enter again, as the case may be). My bedroom is chock full of stuff that can be fake-awarded.
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