JetScootr's Journal: Happy Fricken New Year

So this morning (Jan 1, 2004), I'm puttering in the kitchen, fixing to clean it up, getting breakfast. And then I find, in the middle of the floor, a spider about 3" across. And oh yes, by the way, I'm an arachnophobe.
Happy Fricken New Year.
There's this old math book in the living room, on a shelf under the phone. It's been there since May. How am I so sure? Because my son brought it home from school. On the last day. Well, they never noticed or asked, and now my son is going to a different school. I hope it doesn't go on his dreaded permanent record. I see the old math book sitting there while wondering what to do about the spider. Hmmm. Two problems, one solution.
In a fitting tribute to Archimedes, Newton and Mach, the book's ballistic trajectory was a geometrically perfect parabola, ending very nicely on top of the intruder in the kitchen. Now I have a math book sitting on the floor in the kitchen, concealing my own local Amityville Horror. Oh well...those dishes may not get washed until 2005.

Black Cloud, Silver Lining

[Cliff]

My silver lining for this year would be GWB losing the Presidential Election. Of course, this is like betting on a horse with a broken leg on the Kentucky Downs at 100:1 odds, but even so, I'm still hopeful.

Happy Frickin New Year, indeed.