May 2nd 2006 9:46 pm
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Good news!!! Dad overrode Uncle Paul's decision to bar me from going tothe rocket launch. Dad does not like to attend to these important government science projects without me. Koa will stay home with the old lady. She will no doubt take him shopping at Stanford Shopping center, wash him with lavender-mint soap and watch reruns of Queer Eye and Blow Out.
BTW note to Uncle Paul - first off the Rotty up the hill said "Ocotillo" means little armadillo with five heads in Turmeric. Second off, Ocotillo is TOO part of the Mojavi dessert. So we will be in the same dessert turns out. I have Google Earth Uncle Paul. I can see you ... I am watching you ...so stop feeding cuz P'Nut aka Tugboat those chicken pot pies.
Uncle Paul you look and smell so much like my Dad that sometimes I cannot tell you apart -- especially after day three sans shower. I promise to offer you the same protection I offer Dad. Since I will be there as his body guard and I cannot tell you apart ... just make sure that nobody throws me off their cot in the middle of the night. That was incredibly humiliating ... and I do refer to the inaugural millenium (and also the finale) Burning Spam Festival.
Having butter-loaded the past few weeks ...Im in top shape.
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