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I should be in bed, but I'm not. I did take a lovely bath, however. Now I'm all soft, smooth, and yummy smelling.

Yes, I am good enough to eat.

While sloshing around in the tub, I was reading "The Professor and the Madman". I had purchased it a while ago, but never got around to reading it. It's about the murderous nutjob captain-surgeon who carried on a correspondence with an editor of the OED, and contributed roughtly 10,000 words to said tome o' verbage.

'Tis worth a read. Once done reading it, I may slap on a Bookcrossing label on it and leave it somewhere special. I may loan it to Bink first, he said he wants to read it.

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Jeremy Irons is on tonight's Conan, which I strongly suspect is a repeat. Conan refers to him (and no doubt he has to), as a distinguished oscar winning actor. I wonder if the Academy will want to take the Oscar back after Irons' double debacle of Dungeons and Dragons and The Time Machine.

Blagh.

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Just before my morning shower, I went to fetch clean towels from my linen closet. There was an earwig on the inside of the cabinet door.

Eww!

That earwig was treading upon sacred ground. To imagine that nasty earwig frolicking among my bath towels, which I use to dry off my holiest of holies was almost too much to bear.

Fortunately, for the sake of my coworkers, I bathed anyway, but only after I whacked the 'wig and flushed it into the sewer system.