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October 20th, 2000
"But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.
"Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."
"How do you know I'm mad?" asked Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't be have come here."
-Lewis Carroll
Alice's Adventures in Wonderland
Hey Kids,
You know there's nothing like a visit to the Big Apple to really get your insanity
gland pumping. When you walk the streets of Manhattan you can just smell the madness
rising up out of the cracks of the sidewalk. I guess I'm just not meant for the big
city. All those teeming millions just sorta get to me. I can never get in the habit
of not making eye contact with the people I walk past. I think I make 'em nervous.
I know they make me nervous. Especially after what happened these past few days.
Check out the new story to learn all the dark and creepy facts. It'll make you
think twice the next time you go to the video store and rent C.H.U.D.
ANYWAY...
Currently Jason and I are holed up in an el cheapo Motel 666 just south of Washington
DC. Lan and Chloe are in the next room and I can hear one of them snoring thru the wall.
I'm betting it's Chloe although I'm sure she'll deny it in the morning. Lan assures me
that everything is set to go on-line and if you're reading this then I guess she was right
(as usual) If you're not reading this then I'm guessing that I somehow screwed things up
(as usual) Remind me to dust off that HTML for Dummies book when I get back home.
It might be a good idea for me to know just what FTP stands for one of these days.
FINE CUISINE
Did I mention how I ate like a king while I was in NYC? Oh yeah, it was dinner at Spago's
and breakfast at Tiffany's every day I was there. I snapped this photo so you can see me
enjoying one Manhattan's culinary delights.
Here you can see me sampling some "track rabbit" It's the hottest new thing with the in
crowd. I highly recommend it next time you find yourself in Metropolis.
OK
This is the part where I try not to screw up the technology that makes the website what it is.
Close your eyes and imagine me pushing the button to send all this gleeful text. OK, here goes
nothing...
Hurdy Gur,
Derek "How is a raven like a writing desk?" Barnes
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