Chester livin'
So, I'm up for the weekend in Chester, California. More accurately, we just got here (I couldn't get rid of Tubby, surprise), so no pictures until I can get a smidge of natural light. About 2,000 people and we seem to be about dead center of town at the Chester Manor Motel (if you're in the 'hood). The manor is quaint, more like home than most places I've crashed at for the night. And they even give you extra towels and pillows without asking, or having to leave a deposit... I love that. Anyway, just thought I'd say hey, before I up and scoot off to sleepy-eyes. And now, sleepy eyes.
::: 05.14.04 @ 11:40 PM Pacific Time [link] :::
Oh Canada!, Inc.
Yes, I'll get off the Inc. thing already. My official date of becoming a corporation was 5-6-04, which is a neat number 5.6.4. And like any well-planned event, we'll have to have a flag made. Why? In the borrowed words of Eddie Izzard: "...We stole countries! That's how you build an empire. We stole countries with the cunning use of flags! Sail halfway around the world, stick a flag in. "I claim India for Britain."" So, I've ordered up a flag. Well, two, actually. One to have with me, and one to stick into a plot of land, just in case I want to claim that barren wasteland north of Oklahoma as mine, and attempt to civilize that oh-so-flat region. Nice notion, had such a place existed. But Canada exists, so I'm planning a wander through that maple-leafed place, much like the Godfather films, in two parts. (Yes, I'm aware of a Godfather III, but it was crap in comparison. So maybe I'll have a Canada III, where I meander through the Yukon. Who knows.)
::: 05.11.04 @ 11:42 PM Pacific Time [link] :::