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I'm in Sacremento. I fly out way-too-early tomorrow and get back home way-too-late tomorrow. But it was all worthwhile, for I got to spend a few hours with my secret girlfriend digitalutopia and her pugs. They love me. They're a little nuts, but then isn't SOCIETY a little nuts?

Y'all don't e-mail me enough, though. It's like you have a life without me, and that can't be true, can it? But I still love you all. Except jackmike, who I hate with an undying passon. Aw, who am I trying to kid? I love him, too.

Now, then, now is a good opportunity for you to say that you love me. I'll wait. Oh, and be sure to support your statement of love with a reason or two. And, if you feel like it, compare and contrast your love for me with your love for TV's Vic Tayback.

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Death by Enema.

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Maybe I'm watching Grease 2 too much, but I think there's only one way I'm going to be able to get a girl: I'm going to have to get a bike and beat that crater-face Balmudo, all while avoiding the wrath of Johnny and the other T-Birds.

I don't see any way around it.