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Date: Sun, 22 Feb 1998 18:48:50 -0500 (EST) From: Stewart To: slking-list Subject: Dinero. Message-ID: <Pine.OSF.3.96.980221231635.29273A-100000@login5.fas.harvard.edu> I have a couple of things to tell you about today. The first one is pants. As you may know, many of my friends are a little shady on the normal-o-meter. So we were talking about pants, see, and Nina and Larson come up with the idea of sewing this pair of pants for me. Maybe someone else was there too. It wouldn't just have two legs, see. It would have, like, ten legs. All around the waist legs, different colors, fabrics, just legs. Flapping everywhere when I walked, strewing about when I sit down. And imagine the joke potential. We went to dollar-a-pound yesterday and bought the pants. Oh, you didn't think we were actually serious. Oh yes. We also bought shredded ties. They had an awful lot of them, and we figured, hey, necktie parts. They don't weigh much. We're not sure why they were put through a grain combine before reaching the sales floor, but at least that kept anyone else from buying them before we got there. We even did impromptu freestyle a cappella in dimly lit Dunster squash courts while the pants were washing. And kinda freaked out the Dunster House Opera people. Or at least one of them. Now we just have to sew, although suddenly Nina is wussing out because she has to make her web page look more like JP Tremblay's or some crap. I've also discovered that I'm the sort of person who will literally never stop amusing themselves by conducting all of their ATM transactions in Spanish. I had a bad episode a few weeks ago where I was conducting a deal over that internet superhighway thing and I wrote some guy a check out of my Cambridge checking account. That wasn't the problem. He was honest and everything. Trouble got started when I went to get $5 for some potato chips the day before he cashed the check and accidentally overdrew by a factor of ten. And that was in English. I decided the problem was a language barrier. So now it's dinero, regreso, quiero mas tiempo, and the like. It's almost like travelling in a foreign country, except it's BUTT COLD IN THIS AREA. Why Boston? I could have gone to Pasadena. See, now I'm just rambling. ----------------------------------------- to subscribe to slking-list send e-mail To: autoshare@machine.student.harvard.edu Subject: sub slking Your Name |