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National television. A male sport’s announcer talking about the
rear-end of a 250+ pound lineman…”He’s gifted in the back door
department.” You don’t hear that everyday.

Best part of this rant about the victoria secret – PETA issue
would have to be “Forget Bush’s war for oil and the imminent trouncing
of women’s rights under the new GOP regime and the Homeland Security
database that will log every Visa purchase you ever make from the VS
catalog”. Thanks to da great gretch for the link.

Happy Thanksgiving!! Gobble gobble and all that. Rupaul’s buddy Josh is right. Today is the only time you’ll hear things like Talk about a huge breast! and I’m in the mood for a little dark meat at the dinner table. Have a good holiday everyone. Check out the Rupaul’s site sometime; it’s a good blog.

To all iPaulonesians with TiVos: does your TiVo think you’re gay?

Learn about the Way of the Weasel and help Dilbert end his monk-like existence and “get his necktie straightened.”

I’ve been bad. Very bad. It’s been more than a year since I told you what I know about my little niece. But now you all know she takes after her uncle ipaulo and his love for peanut butter.
Désolé je ne vous ai pas appelé Stuart.

Last weekend, my ‘ol friend and roommate Joey said iPaulo wasn’t what
it used to be. Too true.. Hoping to get back on track, fly on over to
the jet powered beer cooler page.

Happy Birthday to Me, Happy Birthday to Me, and Happy Birthday toooooooo me. Besides this song to myself, I got a nice Peanuts card from Victoria Vesna – a gentlewoman and scholar. (tee hee. She is a scholar, really.)

Back from Las Vegas. Lost my shirt but it was fun. We had great food at a new resort, The Palms.
The mexican food was amazing. The asian cuisine was excellent. The clam
chowder bowled me over. The only low spot was dessert but I’ll give
them a pass on that.

(tech talk warning!!) Bootloaders…grub vs lilo. Tis the question of the hour I thinks.