I thought this might mean something to (e:terry) - growing up in Vegas and all. Stardust is no more.

I had this cut in my mouth and decided to put neosporin on it despite the for external use only warning. I had the craziest most vivid dreams ever. I wonder if it is related. I could easily become a neosporin junky if it is related.

I went over downtown with (e:matthew) so that he could take pictures of the buildings in fog (e:matthew,793)

Looks like a giant new building is going to be erected at 50 court street which is way better than that nasty parking lot there now. The website is not so great. In fact, none of the links work in the main navigation, if you click the development link.



Their mockup on the sign outside is confusing because they have the Pearl st sign in the wrong spot. It should go Franklin then Niagara, not pearl and then Niagara St. I bet someone got paid a lot to make that design and I bet that they spent a lot to print them. You think someone would have checked the street names. I hope someone scrutinizes the building plans better than the media.



Here is the same spot currently.


They are taking the paint off the brick building that used to be club heat, and then was like ten other bars named after metals which then became tantra or something. That place is destined to never succeed. Maybe the paint is what was causing it to fail. The guy doing it, is doing it brick by brick with a blow torch.

First some paint removal liquid is applied.


And then he hits it with the blow torch.


I got some of my weather agression out on this ice formation.

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Hurray, a fourth of my backyard is now snow free!

I have more to talk about but I thought I would remark upon how great the weather is. I figure you can best tell by the crispness of my shadow.

Last night, (e:lilho) and I took the subway to and walked home from the downtown Buffalo Athletic Club. Now that is dedication to being healthy (and to eye candy - which there was none of) It was so freakin' freezing I cannot even describe the feeling of really cold wind blowing down main street on a dark winter's night.



On the way home we had brought no money and had to walk. We couldn't even stop anywhere because we didn't even brings cards. It was strange to feel like I had nothing even if it was just during a 20 minute walk home to the mansion. I do not like the feeling of not having access to food money at all.

We jealously peaked in the window at spot and starred at all the mactoppers with yummy treats.

Today I made up for it by going with my work buddies and (e:megan) over to Chris' Deli at 395 Delaware Avenue. They were packed to the point we waited but it was totally worth it. I have never seen such tasty sandwiches.

I got the jerk turkey.


Everyone else had yummy stuff too.








When we got back jon had a blue screen of death on windows XP. It was so sad. I hate windows. In fact, I hate it so much that today I installed cygwin so I can have a bash shell on my windows box at work. No more stupid "dir" I was so sick of typing "ls" and having the computer say no.


Does anyone else have a secret love of kicking the crusty june snow? It is that part snow, part asphalt and cement chip stuff that never goes away until way late after winter is over. It is basically dirty snow that is combined with so many particles that it acts as a sort of adhesive between them. It is hard as rocks and when it breaks it cracks like glass sometimes. It is really fun to kick it.


This pole didn't like winter very much. Imagine if your skin peeled that much from weather exposure.