Hmm, what to talk about today. I got a call from my mom and step brother yesterday. I've been way busy and haven't really talked with my family or anything. I think for Thanksgiving I might be going to my step-brothers or they might be coming to my place and for Christmas my whole family is invited to come down to Dallas. Some news, it looks like sometime in September I may be going to Prague for a week to do analysis and requirements gathering for the next version of Nokia's warranty system. I've never been outside of North America so it should be really fun. For the life of me I thought Prague was in Germany and started brushing up on my German that I learned in high school. Unfortunately it appears that Prague is in Checkoslovakia so they all will look at me like I am crazy when I start speaking German. People who work at Nokia speak English so I won't have to worry about the job, just about getting around town. I remember my German teacher in high school. Frau Forsythe was her name. She was a commanding woman that kept all us kinders in line. She liked to have us do the Duck dance in class where you clap your hands, stomp your feet and flap your arms like a duck. At the beginning of the year when we started with the duck dance we all laughed and felt completely ridiculous. Towards the end of the year we wanted to be the best ducks possible. That was the one class where I was a clown, always getting into trouble and the like. I think it was because she taught with my mom over at another school and she was able to give my mom reports. This one time we took a big field trip to a German restaurant in Dallas. It was the worst food ever. It was very strong and the Toblerone desert was terrible - give me Hersheys any day. I remember starving on that field trip. That reminds me, when I travel overseas can I pack cheeseburgers in my luggage?

Thought of the Day
"So what do you do?"
"I'm a comedian."
"Are you? Let me ask you something. Where do you get your material?"
"I hear a voice."
"What kind of voice?"
"A man's voice, but he speaks in German so I have to get a translator."
"How come you keep tapping your head?"
"It's a nervous tic. I'm on L-Dopa."
- Party guest and Jerry, in "The Stranded"
-- Seinfeld "The Stranded"