Tuesday, Mar. 25, 2003 - 5:28 p.m.

4:16 p.m. I’ve got blog block. Perhaps because nothing seems interesting enough to bother to write down.

4:17 p.m. Maybe I’ll write about my gal pal SuMo. She’s got a dead tooth harboring an infection that is so pungent that you can’t ride in the car with her without having to roll the windows down.

4:19 p.m. Maybe I’ll write about my friend TC who has no interest in seeing "Gangs of New York" because he won’t go to movies where people live in squalor. Oddly, he doesn’t find poverty entertaining.

4:25 p.m. Maybe I’ll write about my buddy Chico. He’s got a pet named Pat and although it’s distinguishably feminine in appearance and behavior he’s not at all sure if it’s a cat or a dog.

4:28 p.m. I can always write about Knoxville but he’s been such a bore lately.

4:36 p.m. Can’t write about The Boss because he hasn’t been in the office for over a week and I don’t want to jinx it.

4:38 p.m. Maybe I’ll write about my cohort Corky who after I agreed with him that he has gained a few pounds snapped back saying, "How dare you call me fat. I can say it cause I know I’m kidding!"

4:41 p.m. Maybe I’ll write about my revived camaraderie with longtime chum Katie French, who I now call Katie Freedom. She says that hanging out with me is like being 26 again but with better clothes.

4:44 p.m. I’d like to write about J-Mo but he gets furious with me whenever I mention him.

4:46 p.m. Maybe I just won’t blog today.

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