with the influx of all the large-scale disaster dreams that i have been having in the past few months, i have two recent anomolies amongst the pack to report. two seperate dreams where disasters have been thwarted. both of them involved airlines. first one is one of a plane dropping out of control and i, myself, hysterically broke into the empty cockpit where i established communication with a control tower and managed to land the plane - a la william striker in the "airplane" series, but not nearly as funny. the second dream came last night and it was a smaller airline in which there were three individuals other than myself on the plane and it was having trouble with takeoff and went directly into the water, and for some reason my main concern was preserving the life of my LAPTOP?!?!? i grabbed it and we all pretty much escaped the train under the water, but my laptop obviously took serious water damage. but i was alright with it because it was under warranty. go figure. odd dreams to say the least. but in a way i am psyched that pending disasters vanished in the two dreams.

wow. looks like i have to wait till late july for this. this is brutal to kriheli. make it stop make it stop. :)

vote for sirtaj!!!!! hands down the best take out indian joint on the planet. have to give this place some love.

regression. i stayed in bed most of the day so i can expidite the healing of the muscle strain i think i have near my stomach area. but i regressed. why? tom green on mtv. had me laughing for an hour straight and gave my strain a nice workout. ugh. so, this morning, icy mike suggests that i take some of this for relief. i hope it works.

me thinks that talking about recovery jinxes everything. lo and behold, the stomach pains came back, and came back ugly. sidelined kriheli once again. this is getting mad annoying and i dont know what to do next other than see a physician. great. well, i am gonna go back to lying down and resting. joy.

just when i was over the flu-like mess from this past week, i woke up to stomach pains the other day and a whole new mess. but i have since conquered whatever was batzing my system. so now, i feel all good again, i think. lets hope this lasts a bit. i could use a break from being sickly. of course throughout this nastiness, i neglect this site which is in sore need of work. so that is forthcoming.

a big wooooo-f'n-hoooooo goes out to my NEW JERSEY DEVILS for not choking like they did two years ago to the ray borque parade. what a game. what a series. following in the championship footsteps of my SYRACUSE ORANGEMEN, i can only hope to see the mets, knicks and giants to work the same magic sometime this century. unlikely though. lou lamarillo knows how to piece together a winner. both layden and phillips need to get a clue.

i hate being sick when the weather is nice. kriheli's been bedridden for the last couple of days. go away stupid cold! you are killing any productivity that i might have strung together. i will take this moment to also say that purpleprose.com, the labor of my early internet existence, is not close to returning. but i remain optimistic that it will indeed return. oh and dave... those phone messages were stellar!

shag sent me a link the other day that easily made my year. have you ever received an email from a nigerian con man asking you to deposit roughly $40million into your account if you pony up your bank information? surely if you get the volumes of junk mail that i do, you would have come across this at least once. well, apparantly someone is having a great time messing with him, and it is not only funny but easily the most brilliant counter-con that i have ever witnessed. hysterical and highly recommended. even to you, moishe... or should we call you m?