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They just keep coming. I think I’m going to have to relearn the higher Roman numerals.

110 pleaseant st and tucksberry
car si park around back by the gimm by whgere the dumpsters are located

110 Pleasant Street in Tewksbury, MA - not Tucksberry. He put the city where the cross street is supposed to go. Now I’m going to go work out at the gimm.

car having eletrical problem. tow to general muffler main st aunt sonia, CT.

This is *really* funny because the town is Ansonia, not Aunt Sonia.

[edit] There are many cities that sound alike over the phone: Springfield, Greenfield. Stratford, Stafford, Stamford. That’s why one of the requirements for the job is that you ask for the spelling. Sometimes the people calling in misspell cities & street names. With cases like this, it’s obvious that he didn’t even ask.

“custmoer called back stating she got a battery boot […]she strated she would like a towe teruckl to be send out to pick up her car”

In his defense, English is not this guy’s first language. In my defense, he screwed up more than just the spelling in this call.

sad troubled tormented
by your Gothic Period
bleed allegory

(Inspired by roommate’s refrigerator magnets. More to come. Be afraid.)

Right now I’m reading an account of King Mithridates. It’s called The Last King by Michael Curtis Ford. I picked it up at Wal-Mart because I was desperate for reading material, and now I’m wondering how accurate this information actually is. It seems to gloss over a great deal of detail, which is perhaps for the best. If it’s a choice between omission and falsification, I’d vote for omission. Unfortunately, some of the story elements are a bit hard to accept as fact. It’s a fun read, but I’ll have to do some digging after I’ve finished the book.

I enjoyed The Agony and the Ecstasy by Irving Stone. It’s not entirely accurate, but it was a very good fictional account of Michelangelo Buonarroti’s life. That one’s on my bookshelf to stay.

I also liked Red Branch by Morgan Llywelyn, a retelling of the life of Cuchulain. I never got around to reading Lion of Ireland, but I’ve heard it’s one of her best books.

Anyone have any recommendations?

Edit: I enjoy books which accurately portray the life of a given period as much as fictional biographies of historical figures. The best example might be Alaska by James A. Michener. It was a struggle to finish that book because it covered so much time and so many small details of daily life, and many of the characters & subplots were purely fictional. I did pick up quite a bit of information, though - even if it took me two months to do it.

I know this isn’t truly dirty, but at 5:00 in the morning it made me laugh.

“Member blew a head gasket. Needs towel.”

Just how you get “towel” instead of “tow” or “towed” is beyond me. The D and the L are on opposite sides of the keyboard.

My Unitarian Jihad Name is: The Boot Knife of Sweet Reason.

Get yours, and check out the article that inspired it. Funny stuff.

So it’s just now 3:00, and I’ve been home for a while. I went to see Kingdom of Heaven with Patty and Kathy, and I met Kathy’s boyfriend Josh. It was fun, though Kathy and Josh mysteriously disappeared after the movie. We stopped for a bathroom break, and I think they might have been secreted away by the infamous Bathroom Ninjas. I wasn’t aware we had a faction in Altamonte Springs, but it seems their commodius influence has stretched further than I’d imagined.

Patty and I went in search of the ninjas’ lair. We really only succeeded in establishing that it was NOT the Chili’s down the street. After thoroughly investigating their hot chocolate and Shanghai Wings, Patty went home to make sure the ninjas hadn’t stashed Kathy under her bed while I went to Independent Bar. After all, what better place is there for ninjas to hide (and hide their abductees) than in the dark corner of the Goth Closet?

So Daniel and I are talking right now, comparing stalkers. How bad it is that we can even have this conversation?

What happened to the good ol’ days when people were at least marginally normal? I’m all about being different, but dysfunction just isn’t fun.

“member called back stating that driver a nut gun because the nuts are very hard to get off”