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1:17 p.m. - 2002-11-27 Hopefully I will get Seth's birthday right when I wish him a happy happy next week. Let's see, Seth, you were born on December 3, 1926? *********************************************** There is just nothing exciting to report. Burma is alive and well and hiding in my closet, becoming slowly more handleable every day. The art for the installation is getting gradually finished. Probably the biggest event of the last couple of days was the gas people waking us up at 7:30 this morning to adjust our meter. They thought our gas usage was a little high and so they wanted to make sure the meter was reading right. While they were here I dragged them out back (in my Snoopy pajamas mind you) to show them the old barbeque grill that has a little gas knobby thing sticking out of it. We aren't sure if it's connected to anything or not. They weren't sure either. Their advice? "Ah think it was jus' connected to some ol' propane tank. You kin cut the pipe and see if there's any gas comin' out of it. An' if there is, why, jus' plug it up with some chewin' gum an' call us!"
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