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01/01/2004: "Welcome, 2004... I guess"

I don't really have any words of wisdom about another year past and a new one before us. Nor do I care, as jaded as that may sound. Aside from now having to remember to write '04 instead of '03 on my checks, not much changes. I'll be 17 this year, I'll hopefully manage to get out of town on a trip or two, and who knows, maybe I'll meet the chick of my dreams and spawn dozens of hatchlings. But I won't count on it. What I expected is occurring as I write, with the neighbors (Ned and Maude, Scooter and the rest of them) lighting fireworks off and generally being loud. (Funny thing, too... fireworks are illegal almost everywhere in our county for Fourth of July, yet on New Year's, you can buy them at Target, Wal-Mart, and most everywhere else). How's that for silly? But they seem amused, and haven't blown their hands off yet... and isn't that what it's all about? Well, that, and time to buy a new calendar featuring kitchen sponges from around the world for the office.