magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

a pretty uneventful day. perplexed message on the answering machine from nikki. volley of email with george about modems and imacs and weasels and onions. oh and what might prove to be a new crush.

[i've always hated the way that the text on this page didn't run long enough to match up with the two pix on the left. and while i've never really liked the bottom pic, it does remind me of playing rogue on a pc circa 1988 and i also don't like removing things after they've already been around for a while. so instead: more text, nine months after the fact.]