We are the mediocre presidents.

The lassitude of summer has set in with a vengeance. Damn dial-up.

I went to Walla Walla on Thursday to visit Will and Marta, and to meet up with the darling Stephanie. It is horribly hot there, but the company made up for it. Sorry I didn't get a chance to see the other Walla Walla dwellers. I think people from Walla Walla should be called "Walleyes," like the fish. I'm sure that would just thrill them, too.

I have Warcraft now. I will not be doing anything productive for the next few weeks, at least. Like learning German, which I need to do. Damn graduate schools.

This subject line must be from a song business is starting to become pathological. Maybe I'll give up and let myself repeat them.