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December 22, 2004
busted!
Danggit...some meddling kid was gossiping around town and did the he said she said thing regarding an entry I wrote a while back about a particularly dreamy scruffy neighbor of mine. I shouldn't be surprised, as this has happened before - DC is a small town. I usually try not to name names but this one slipped. So said dreamy neighbor called me last night to confirm the gossip. Now, I didn't write that entry to get a phone call from said dreamy neighbor, but hey, what the hell. I only write the truth, or my perception thereof. >; )
I visited the Shaw EcoVillage office to do some volunteer web work at my friend Travis' suggesion. Boy oh boy does that site need help. They designed and maintain it with Microsoft Publisher - that's all I need to say about that. MICROSOFT PRODUCTS ARE NEVER, EVER A SOLUTION FOR WEB SITE MAINTENANCE OR DESIGN! The code was unintelligible, wieldy garbage, and the PR person there was paralyzed from doing anything practical with the site with such a crappy tool. But she has been supplied with Macromedia Dreamweaver MX thank CSS, and I'll be teaching her how to use it. The FTP and site manager is already set up...all I gotta do is finish up the page template redesigns and she'll be an Independent Woman.
And aww gee thanks everybody for offering or sending stuff...the Holiday Wish List was really just for Mom and local friends to get an idea or two, but if y'all insist on shipping stuff from the 4 corners of this God-Fearing Country go right ahead. Multiple xxoo's to Torgonus, joebsf and super-hot Steve from SF. Steve, imagine the two of us at Lake Tahoe, the water sparkling off the reflection of the full moon, us bundled up in our parkas waxing our snowboards together, stopping for a tender moment to rub noses...
When I got home last night I found that some other fish had released babies into the water. The last time the fecund culprit could have been Large Marge the swordtail. Except this time she was dead, so it couldn't have been her. So the new babies must all be guppies, as Pee Wee, Large Marge's partner, has no one to knock up since Large Marge was found floating dead on the surface last week. She was three years old, which is ancient for a swordtail. May she rest in peace. Anyway, it is obvious Gary Evangelista, the male guppy, has been a busy boy with his trio of guppie bitches Beyonce, Kelly and Michelle. I'm glad someone is getting some action in my bedroom. Other members of my aquatic sex club include Hoover the algae eater and Mr. Snuffles the corydora catfish.
Posted by jimbo at December 22, 2004 8:54 AM
Comments
Somewhere, some place, Aquaman is masturbating to this entry.
Posted by: Kevin at December 22, 2004 5:54 PM
Hey Jim, I love your site--and your inimitable, wonderfully quirky sense of humor. The kitty band is a hoot! Happy Holidays! G
Posted by: Gil at December 22, 2004 10:33 PM
"she said she said then I said..and she was all like..."
Thats what you get for leaving your diary open...
Posted by: GURL at December 23, 2004 7:07 PM