I need a button like this on my work computer:


Ready to roll:


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This box of Rice-A-Roni was purchased [probably] in Jersey City some time after August 2001, and sat in a cupboard until January 2003. It was then moved to a different cupboard in Hastings-on-Hudson until almost exactly two years past its expiration date. At that point it was inexplicably moved to a third cupboard in Buffalo, where it sat until this evening.

I bought this box of Rice-A-Roni before I knew (e:dragonlady7). At the time, I slept on an air mattress, and most of my furniture was boxes I hadn't bothered to unpack. I drove a red 1992 GMC Jimmy with broken air conditioning and power windows. I ate more Chinese take-out than is advisable, from two restaurants: one had good food but crappy egg rolls; the other had good egg rolls but crappy everything else. I spent a lot of time wandering around lower Manhattan. I didn't know anyone in the area, so I was that weird guy who went to shows alone. My two favorite live bands were Cordero and Big Lazy, both of whom still seem to be active. I drank a lot of Skyy gimlets and the best ones were at Tonic, which is closed now, where they used fresh-squeezed lime juice.

When I bought this box of Rice-A-Roni, gas was $1.35 per gallon. Enron had yet to prove that the system works. The World Trade Center was still the easiest way to tell which way you were facing when you came out of the subway. The United States was not at war.

Goodbye, Chicken Teriyaki Rice-A-Roni. I knew the magic had gone from our relationship when I picked you up and a cloud of dust poofed out from the bottom. You may not be missed, but that is not because of any lingering animosity; it is because you are an eight-year-old box of Rice-A-Roni.

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The architecture of my office is nowhere near as awe-inspiring as the Roswell Park tuna can. But check out this sweet view from the corner office!



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