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Karen and I met on Yahoo personals and could not be happier! At first telling people how we met seemed a little strange, but it was never an issue between the two of us.

I think it is becoming a lot more common and accepted these days. Sure, there are creeps on the internet, but they are out there in the real world too.

I will be sure to contribute first thing tomorrow morning. We don't have a whole lot of San Juan stuff, but a lot of the west coast.

And great photos from everyone so far!

The whole equation was wrong from the start. The bailout is for about 700,000,000,000 dollars. Divide that by 200,000,000 and you get 3,500 each.

Still not bad, but not enough to make a windfall of a difference.

Has anyone else seen an AIG commercial since this whole debacle started and gotten really pissed?

So, they still want us to buy insurance and whatnot through them even though they are in the shitter. Lets take it a step further.

-My paycheck is taxed.

-AIG wants some of my post-tax income for their failing product.

-While they still get some of my tax money from Uncle Sam.

-So, whether or not I buy their shitty product, they are getting my money regardless

Email the hotel to see if they or any of the tour operators onsite offer that tour.

Check with Home - Cancun Valet

They are a great company and might be able to help out.

A free pass for what? Going to do something with his son? Oh the horror of missing a fucking football game.

From my view...... I am a diehard Yankee fan. You cut me, my blood comes out pinstriped. I almost did not buy my current car because it is red and red reminds me of the Boston Red Sox. But, I would pass up watching a game on tv for family any day, any time anywhere. No questions.

Ah yes. That scene was hilarious/disturbing/sick. Karen was just sitting there with her mouth open wondering what the hell she was watching. Like I told her, I live tv that makes me question my humanity.

So, last night's two episodes were pretty damn good. I was dying laughing when Charlie and Dee were walking down the street like junkies needing their fix of human meat. Racist cannibals.

One of my favorites......... Day Man, Fighter of the Night Man, Champion of the Sun. Master of Karate and friendship.

I do have to say though that I liked the first season when Danny Devito was not on it. He bugs me for some reason.

Do you have a flash Morgan? If so, making an enclosure and bouncing the light off the sides and top will make a huge difference.

Also, give it a try outside. Natural light will make the diamond sparkle a whole lot more. You can use some white posterboard to shield or direct light on the subject.

I took a little test drive with chrome and I am back to firefox. Maybe when the final product gets released it will be better. I also don't like the terms of service or whatever they are called that basically give google ownership of your life.

Firefox 3.1 should be out next month anyway. I will be all over that.

I have one more that I want to get rid of. But I am just going to get something bigger, better and probably stupider right over it.

Has the laser removal been working? I have always wondered if it worked well or not and if it leaves a scar behind.

After just having brain surgery a few months ago, I can totally empathize. I was pretty scared before the surgery and not looking forward to the recovery at all. A few things that helped me before and after......

- Have faith in your doctor/surgeon. As long as you trust them, you have to get your mind around the idea that they do this all the time and know what they are doing. This is their job and they do it well

- As for being alone in the hospital... Drugs. Painkillers. They do wonders to keep your mind in la la land for a while. I do not remember a thing from the first few days and even after that I was still drugged up enough to be able to sleep comfortably. And hospitals are usually very willing to bend the visiting hours for a spouse/fiance/etc. I was very worried about that too. In the end, it turned out just fine.

- Positive thinking promotes healing! Make a mantra for yourself to repeat over and over when you feel like you need some extra strength. Mine was....... "Don't underestimate underdogs, they can beat the world

And come back for more". Just a lyric from a song that always cheers me up when I am down. Believe me, it works. Sometimes you need to fake it by repeating it over and over until you start believing it.

There was a period right after the surgery in the hospital that I was in so much pain I was sure I was about to die. Literally. Looking back on it, I know it was not life threatening but it sure felt like it at the time. I did my best to focus through all the pain and the drugs and noise and everything. I concentrated on how I could not wait to be out of the hospital so I could give my wife a huge hug. That was all I wanted. I just needed something positive to look forward to. That helped a lot in dealing with the pain and the discomfort of being in the hospital. Knowing that there was a light at the end of the tunnel kept me motivated and strong.

I have been counting the days until the new season starts. I love that show!

I got into it kind of late. I just started watching it last year. Now, I have been playing catch up by watching all the older episodes online instead of working.

We drink Cafe Bustelo all the time at home. It's a lot cheaper than the regular brands and it tastes so good.

For coffee outside of the house I keep it real with a Large coffee from Dunkin Donuts. Cream and 3 Splenda please.

I will definitely be doing this. Me and my Grandma are very very close and she means the world to me. Karen and I are going downstate to see our niece and nephew this weekend and a visit with Grandma is definitely in order.

Here she is.

I've been thinking about it today off and on. Just what I remember from that day. I first heard the news when someone called into the Howard Stern show saying that he just saw a plane hit the Twin Towers. Like most people, they though it was just a small plane and an accident at first. Then the second one hit.

I was out of the office coming back from a job site at the time. I drove back as fast as I could. Like 100mph fast. It took an hour and a half or so to get back. On the way I heard that one of the planes had left from Boston. Heart drops. Fuck. My father was in Boston for work and leaving that morning. Fuck fuck fuck. It took a few minutes, but I found out that he was not on one of the planes. I was a mess by that point. I had friends all over in the city and a few that worked in the towers. And my brother in the Air Force stationed in Jersey. Was he going to have to leave to go fight a war? Were my friends, family and loved ones in NYC and the surrounding area dead? fuck.

It took a while, but I found out all family members were ok. Some old friends who worked in the towers were not. Well, I did not find that out till weeks later.

That day was so scary. I felt helpless and uncertain about what tomorrow was going to bring. I went to see my brother a few days after the 11th because he was being shipped over to the Middle East. I wondered if I would see him again. fuck. Then I stopped by into the city on the way home to see things for myself. I walked downtown to as close as you could get to the site and myself and hundreds of others were crying as we cheered on the police, firemen, ems, and everyone else in the ongoing caravan of people going into hell to try and save what lives may have been left. And the smell. Can't even describe it. Don't want to describe it.

I just hope that people never forget that day. How scared we were. How we all worked together.

It's always a strange feeling day. And today...the weather feels just like it did that day.

I'm from NY. I think there is plenty out there on TV and movies to give an idea how we talk.