Something weird: when I type, only my right hand gets cold. And when I say cold, I don't mean a little chilly. I mean ice freaking cold. I can't feel the keys half the time when I'm typing. My left hand is typing just as vigorously and yet it's perfectly warm. Doesn't make any sense to me since I have a cup of hot chocolate and which hand do I use to hold it? My right one. I don't get it. Maybe this is the reason Jacko used to wear the one glove. I'm on the verge. I'd have to FIND my gloves but I'm ON THE VERGE.
Last night, the Devils played the Red Wings. The boy predicted a 4-3 rout of the Devils since the times the Red Wings have lost lately, they've lost to teams that aren't on a par with their play. Devils were 13-10-2 at time of play but they play well. Anywhoo. The boy said 4-3. I thought 5-2 but I didn't say anything. 4-3 would have been a good game. Detroit won, 5-2. I should really start placing some bets on these games. *sigh* I wonder why it only works with hockey? I've never been able to predict the actual score on a football game.
Interesting link: www.longnow.org
They're building a clock that will last 10,000 years.

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