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Wednesday, June 20, 2007
1:01:00 AM EDT
Hearing No One Lives Forever -- Oingo Boingo

On The Move


I don't want to make it sound like I'm in the Federal Witness Relocation program or anything, but as it happens, I'll be on the move over the next several days as I travel on business. What does this mean for you? Not too much other than to note that I am likely to update here at unusual (read: late) times. Like, uh, now. Also, I don't want you to worry, should I not update in a timely fashion, that I am dead or something. I'm not likely to die anytime soon. I'll just be away from my computer a lot. Things will be back to normal on Monday.


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  • #3 Comment from monponsett 
    6/20/07 4:06 AM Permalink
    I was up later.
  • #2 Comment from swferstl 
    6/20/07 1:08 AM Permalink
    Geeez, John...and I was just gonna ask if you ever sleep, and I could swear you are ADHD!!!!! I receive so many alerts DAILY on you. I don't know how in the heck you keep up! So thanks for letting us know you won't be dead. I'd definitely wonder what is wrong if I didn't see at least 3-4 alerts! Have a safe trip!!
    sher            http://journals.aol.com/swferstl/wunzuponatime/




  • #1 Comment from mavarin 
    6/20/07 1:04 AM Permalink
    Okay, but we don't want to hear you're stranded at yet another airport, okay?  Have a good trip!  Bring home the bacon. (What you do with the bacon aterward is up to you.)