Coincidentally, last night I watched Steve Martin, Chevy Chase, and Martin Short in Three Amigos! on videotape instead of going out to the dance.

Just around midnight, we pick up more sex signs around the continent of North America, as the big news gets to be about the sex squeeze going on.

The next day, you can see the Big Dogs who were putting the squeeze on that Atlantic Bottom. The moral of the story is: If you want to look better than Snoopy Sombrero, you better really go apply some squeeze to zones of importance.

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Bully for You
The next day I spent several hours in the afternoon programming book site URLs into search engines. When I came out, a ghostly, bony hand with a feather quill in it slipped out rapidly from behind another cloud, as if to say: "When I was writing, I had to use a feather quill instead of a computer." As I continued to watch, an enormous bull with horns emerged following the hand with a quill, as if to add: "Bully for you." After a while it reminded me of the videotapes I had watched on the Presidents. It was a Theodore Roosevelt formula. Besides, "Bully for you" fits into the above cloud vision nicely. I had been bullying for my books all afternoon, but by the approved method of making them easier to find. I might add the bull's hand held the feather quill, which featured a central circular twist, as if he were showing his dong.
- July 25-26, 2004