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Yummy orangey whacked-off flavor! 2003-03-10 10:30 a.m. Well, it's CT scan day. I've been feeling great all weekend. No fever that I know of, but the night sweats still persist. I'm starting to suspect that sometimes my night sweats might be related to an overabundance of cats sleeping around and on top of me, though. If it was up to me, I'd cancel the CT scan, but I felt the same way the last time and my fever came back again. The CT scan of my head and sinuses cost my insurance company $2,000. It took five minutes. I expect today's will take a little longer.

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With the consistency of sperm and the taste of a puddle of orange creamsicle in a backed-up parking lot storm drain, you'll know it when you've had READI-CAT refreshment!

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After a bit of hot tubbing, Deb and I tried a new restaurant of Saturday night. The prices were more than decent and the atmosphere was very hip. The entrees were good�I had a 10 oz. sirloin and Deb had a chicken breast in gravy�but the side dishes were flavorless. The waiter never refilled our water glasses, and the decaf coffee served with dessert was old and just above luke warm. They served us an enormous piece of cheesecake, but it was frozen (not a bad thing to either of us) and not much in the taste department (bad).

After dinner we went to the Tavern and played pool until my ankles told me I needed to stop. It was a great evening, and I think we were home by 9:50.

On Sunday morning, I went for my first walk with the dog in forever. My feet didn't do too badly, but we didn't push it on speed either. Then we decided we'd venture into Buckhead to go to the Viking store and see what a real Viking Range looks like. It was a trap, but I knew it before I walked into it. The Viking store doesn't just sell ranges, it's a kitchenware store. Lucky for Deb I have such a kitchenware fetish. We got out with comparitively little damage. I heard one guy's bill come out to more than $700, including cooking classes for him and his wife. We spent $32 and change. Then we went to a fru-fru bakery/deli in Buckhead and dropped almost $20 on a couple sandwiches and sodas. At least they were good sandwiches. If you ever see something labeled "grapefruit lemonade" though, pass it by.

Moving on - 12:11 p.m. , 2007-08-14

Where the hell have I been? - 12:10 p.m. , 2007-02-19

Holy shit! - 2:24 p.m. , 2006-01-11

Stuffing recipe - 6:17 p.m. , 2005-12-13

Good Life Update - 10:22 a.m. , 2005-11-11

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