This entry was published at least two years ago (originally posted on November 25, 2002). Since that time the information may have become outdated or my beliefs may have changed (in general, assume a more open and liberal current viewpoint). A fuller disclaimer is available.
I had a dream last night that I was DJ’ing at a dance somewhere, with a lot of high-school age kids asking me for lots of bad rap. Unfortunately, all I had with me was bad techno (not even good techno), because I’d accidentally packed one of my music cases with boxes of cereal, instead of CD’s.
Odd.
The Captain Crunch was goood, though.