Conceived above a saloon, delivered into this world by a masked man identified by his heavily sedated mother as Captain Video, raised by a kindly West Virginian woman, a mild-mannered former reporter with modest delusions of grandeur and no tolerance of idiots and the intellectually dishonest.

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Friday, December 27, 2002

Sugarplum Poisoning?


I'm seriously under the weather. I just awoke from a 13 hour long winter's deathlike nap, and I feel like dog drool on a cat's lips. Must have been all those Christmas goodies and home-made foods to which I'm no longer accustomed.

I'm heading back to the couch until I can remember how to boot my comb.

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Thursday, December 26, 2002

It's a Guy Thing.

As a general rule of thumb, anything that will keep the cat amused will amuse me as well.

So the grand-slam Christmas present for me this year is the "TimeMachine", a gift that's been around for ages. I've secretly lusted after it for ages, but never could justify purchasing one for myself.

The device is an elaborate clock. Once a minute, a rotating arm picks up a ball bearing and drops it on a track. As the balls accumulate, the tracks tilt and deposit one ball to the next track, with the remainder directed to a reservoir. You tell the time by counting the balls on their respective tracks.

My son-in-law coerced my daughter into getting one for me for Christmas, and the cat and I have spent the past two days watching the clever device. The feline even awakened me at 12:59 am this morning, in time to see the machine dump all 26 ball bearings.

I think my favorite all-time Christmas gift is the pen my son gave me when he was six years old. It was bright yellow, with "Dad's Pen" emblazoned in huge black letters. I had complained about how my co-workers had a tendency to borrow pens from my desk; "Now they can't, because it has your name on it," Doug explained. He was right; I still have that pen.

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Tuesday, December 24, 2002

He knows if yinz is a jag-off...

This little ditty from Pittsburgh's own Johnny Angel and the Halos perfectly captures the spirit of Christmas in Da Burgh. Don't be a jag-off. Buy one.

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Monday, December 23, 2002

Peace on Earth

The things that will destroy America are prosperity-at-any-price, peace-at-any-price, safety-first instead of duty-first, the love of soft living, and the get-rich-quick theory of life.-Theodore Roosevelt

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Happy holidays. See you in a few days.

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Truly great madness cannot be achieved without signficant intelligence

I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul.

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Eff the ineffable, scrute the inscrutable.

If my answers frighten you then you should cease asking scary questions.

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