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DIET COKE AND NUTCRACKERS

There is a very good reason why you should not put a fresh Diet Coke down next to a supposedly empty can of the stuff and I was just reminded of it. Yuck. Sometimes I will pour a wee bit of the real thing into the can to give it a boost and someone else will confuse my can with his and take a gulp and then - after a series of tongue gestures - cry out about the presence of Coke in a Diet Coke can. Like that bothers me. It should be a lesson to them in this age of terrorist threats . . . next time it may be Pepsi.

I don't know why I am up now. Well, yes, of course I do: I am restless and can't sleep anymore and my attempts to daydream myself into real dreaming failed. So, here I sit, having checked the CNN news site and read Jon Stewart's address at William and Mary when he received an honorary doctorate. Really, I just read it. Cameron asked me a question about Stewart yesterday and when I googled him this morning, I wound up on the speech page; read the whole thing and it was okay, well pretty good.

Oh, I just noticed my right palm: it has my name written on it in black marker - fine point. Summer and I were giving all the nutcrackers names yesterday, writing them on the bottom of their little feet, and in an odd moment wrote our names on our hands. We have a lot of nutcrackers and yesterday we made but a dent, so we have work before us, dealing with the identity crises of all the guys. She thinks the names we handed out yesterday were old-fashioned - Max and Axel (twins), Randolph, Phillip and so forth - although we do have a Bob, named after Bill Murray tied on the mast in one of our favorite movies. We are going to do the next round in a more modern mood, so we will probably have Austin and Justin and Jason and Cody and Josh.

posted by Jody @ 6:56 AM