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I hate the fact that I am the one responsible for making this crappy page “appealing”.. no wonder why no one comes to this site, it sucks. Plain and simple. It doesn’t meet my expectations in the slightest.. I apologize to myself.

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By Jeordan Legon | Thursday, February 26, 2004 Posted: 10:28 AM EST (1528 GMT) CNN

Peanut Butter and Jelly are savoring their independence.

The former conjoined tortoises—who drew worldwide media attention when they were separated in a delicate three-hour operation February 8—returned home to Tucson, Arizona, this week showing signs of relishing their separate lives, owners Sharon and Bobby Ehasz said.

“They have very different personalities,” said Bobby Ehasz, 29, an Air Force officer who rescued the African leopard tortoises after seeing them for sale on a popular reptile Web site.

While they remained close in the hours following surgery, Peanut Butter—the more vivacious of the two—loves exploring his new 10-gallon tank, peeks his head out often and eats nonstop. His brother, Jelly, prefers snoozing under a heat lamp.

“Our biggest fear was knowing that they could both die,” Ehasz said. “Thank goodness they’re still here.”

The prognosis for Peanut Butter is excellent, said veterinarian Jim Jarchow of Orange Grove Animal Hospital who operated on the reptiles at no charge except for the cost of anesthesia. But Jelly’s future is less certain, he said.

Jarchow said Peanut Butter is more robust because he kept the large intestine that was shared by both animals. African leopard turtles, which have 15- to 20-year life spans, depend on bacteria in their large intestines to break down plant food.

Jelly will have to make due with only his small intestine. It’s still uncertain whether the stomach tube used to feed him a liquid diet of soybeans, egg yolks and minerals will be enough to sustain him.

“I’m sure we’re going to have problems,” Jarchow said. “How serious, we still don’t know.”

Ehasz said his wife worries that bills will keep piling up to care for the 4-inch turtles, whose scars are covered in gauze hardened with epoxy. Already, the couple said they used part of their tax refund check to pay roughly $300 in anesthesia bills. That’s in addition to $700 they shelled out to buy the 3-year-old reptiles in December.

More hospital stays and surgeries also may be needed to correct a curvature in the turtles’ bottom shell, which keeps them from walking properly.

“It’s all worked out the way it should have so far,” Ehasz said, thanking a handful of donors who helped pay for medicines and a new plexiglass-enclosed home he’s building for the pets. “It’s our responsibility to keep taking care of them.”

Twister, oh, does anyone see through you?
You’re a twister, oh, an animal.
But you’re so happy, now. I didn’t go along with you,
So happy now, na na na na.

But you’re gonna have to hold on. You’re gonna have to hold on,
You’re gonna have to hold on, hold on, hold on.

Or we’re gonna have to move on, We’re gonna have to move on,
Or we’re gonna have to move on, move on, move on.

I feel alright and I cried so hard, The ridiculous thoughts, oh.
I feel alright, alright, alright, alright.

Twister, oh, I shouldn’t have trusted in you.
Twister, oh, a na na na. It’s not gonna happen, no.
You’re not gonna make fun of me,
Happen now, na na na na.

But you’re gonna have to hold on. You’re gonna have to hold on,
You’re gonna have to hold on, hold on, hold on.

Or we’re gonna have to move on, We’re gonna have to move on,
Or we’re gonna have to move on, move on, move on.

I feel alright and I cried so hard, The ridiculous thoughts, oh.
I feel alright, alright, alright… Ah, I should have lied,
But I cried so hard, The ridiculous thoughts, ah.
I should have lied, have lied, have lied, have lied.
But you’re gonna have to hold on.

You’re gonna have to hold on, [X 7]
Well, you’re gonna have to hold on. You’re gonna have to hold on,
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold.
Well, you’re gonna have to hold on,
You’re gonna have to hold on,
To me…

What’s going on?

A hound chases a hare at the 157th Waterloo Cup hare coursing event in Altcar, Merseyside, northern England, February 24, 2004. The Waterloo Cup is the highlight of the hare coursing calendar and is a high profile target for animal rights campaigners, who hope this will be the event’s last year. REUTERS/Simon Bellis

Tony Kornheiser is my hero. I am a big fan. He’s a good writer and also very good at expressing his thoughts (of which I am not). He’s leaving his radio show later in March, but will remain on PTI. Lately I have been hooked to his radio show and PTI.

He’s leaving to concentrate on other duties. Host of the Tony Kornheiser Show for more than six years, he’ll now devote his time to ESPN’s popular Pardon the Interruption, which he co-hosts with Michael Wilbon, other ESPN assignments and his Washington Post column.

Kornheiser started in radio at WTEM-AM in Washington D.C. in 1992. He joined ESPN Radio in November 1997, with his weekday 10 a.m.-1 p.m. ET show premiering on Jan. 5, 1998. He has been a sports columnist at the Post since 1984.

Pardon The Interruption is a live and provocative show devoted exclusively to sports opinions and headline issues. The 30-minute program originates from Washington, D.C. and features Washington Post columnists Tony Kornheiser and Mike Wilbon. They address a variety of issues each program, which includes in-studio and out-of-studio contributors.

Kornheiser and Wilbon, who have been debating each other in the sports and style pages of the Washington Post for more than two decades, face-off nightly on the day’s hot topics. Timely interviews with newsmakers frame the debates. Viewers also have an opportunity to ask questions and voice opinions.

The Hosts
Tony Kornheiser—sportswriter, radio host, syndicated columnist, Washington Post humorist and author—began his career at Newsday in New York followed by a stint at the New York Times. He has been with the Washington Post since 1979, as a sports columnist there since 1984, and in 1990, began writing a regular column in the Washington Post’s Sunday Style section. He joined ESPN Radio in November 1997 as host of the Tony Kornheiser Show, which premiered Jan. 5, 1998.

Michael Wilbon became a fulltime columnist for The Washington Post in 1990 and has developed a reputation for offering commentary on wide-ranging issues of the day as they relate to sports. He came to the Post in 1980, and has covered Howard University, Georgetown University, the University of Maryland, the Baltimore Orioles, national college sports and the NFL before being named a columnist in 1990.

Atlanta Braves pitcher John Smoltz tosses the ball around the outfield during a spring training workout for Braves pitchers and catchers, Friday, Feb. 20, 2004 , in Lake Buena Vista, Fla. (AP Photo/Scott Audette)

Man. I really hate friday afternoons. Well, I like them. But as far as work is concerned, I dislike them. I’m never in much of a mood to want to get much done on friday afternoon. I would go as far as to say, i’d work an hour or so extra every day so that I could always get Friday afternoons off. But thats never going to happen. So I’ll suck it up again and deal with it. Get some things done etc. I’m going to Plattsburgh with Rezi tonight and tomorrow we’ll hang out and hopefully I’ll kick someone’s ass at Madden, then later head down to Albany for a Mardi Gras part with some other bands (Unexplained Bacon, Scarecrow Collection, Jerkwater Ruckus, and some others).. Fun times. Time to call Spunk to see when these cats are coming through.

My mouth is all nummmmed up. MMMMMKay….. Is it Friday yet?

Exciting.

Forgot to tell you that last week I was diagnosed with a record setting (for me) 7 cavities.

Well today I went in for 3 fillings and it set me back 67 freaking dollars.

Outrageous.

Best part is, that I get to do it over again tomorrow. Yay. Can’t you tell I am excited.

BOSTON, Massachusetts (AP)—French doctors were taken aback when they discovered the reason for a patient’s sore, swollen belly: He had swallowed around 350 coins—$650 worth—along with assorted necklaces and needles.

The 62-year-old man came to the emergency room of Cholet General Hospital in western France in 2002. He had a history of major psychiatric illness, was suffering from stomach pain, and could not eat or move his bowels.

His family warned doctors that he sometimes swallowed coins, and a few had been removed from his stomach in past hospital visits.

Still, doctors were awed when they took an X-ray. They discovered an enormous opaque mass in his stomach that turned out to weigh 12 pounds—as much as some bowling balls. It was so heavy it had forced his stomach down between his hips.

Five days after his arrival, doctors cut him open and removed his badly damaged stomach with its contents. He died 12 days later from complications. Continue the article

Wow. What a weekend. I had an excellent time again hanging out with my friends from Oneonta. Friday night was spent at the Cafe in Gloversville. The show was superb. The crowd was a little smaller than normal due to the fact that another popular band was playing a half hour away at Beardslee. There was a sick Oblivious into Lemmings and back into Oblivious in the second set that tore the roof off. The Gloversvillians were in full effect again, but this time there weren’t any fights like normal. The Rooley monster rickied it up and several new people came out to see what the hype was all about. All of which left with a smile on their face.

Of course being the lazy forgetful bastard that I am, I forgot my blank tapes to record the show. I almost drove back to get them before the show, but decided to just sacrifice the show to the Gods of unrecorded music. I would try the next day to find blank tapes in Oneonta with no success. I could not find Andris’s studio for the life of me.

So we leave after the show and drive to Oneonta. That was a hellish drive but we finally made it at 5 AM. I am not a big fan of driving extremely late at night, but sometimes you just have to do what you have to do. We made it. That’s all that matters. 30A has too many hills. My car doesn’t especially like it. But it was happy when we reached 88 and I smoked past Ellis and that slow ass van.

Saturday broke apart into four sections. Section 1 was getting breakfast and driving around Oneonta to find somebody that sells DAT tapes. Mark Pawkett had a few good ideas, but I didn’t go back to the Eight note to find some Ricky who might have the number to some other Ricky who might know where I could find one. Radio Shack didn’t have them. Everyone else said to try Radio Shack. Thanks. Section 2 was spent on the couch at Ellis and Doinks place getting my ass beat in Madden. I came close once but missed a field goal at the end of the game. It hit the cross bar and bounced out. Crap. I easily lost 8 games, then Spohn dropped in to give me my 9th loss for the day. Wow, that is really bad I thought. Section 3 was spent at the Autumn Cafe enjoying another sweet Rezi show. The place was packed. Karibe was off the hook. The whole show was good. Oblivious opened. Section 4 was spent at some random keg party at some random person’s house I didn’t know. Somebody knew them, so thats all that matters. After that we made it back to West St and thats when Crazy Ellis came over and I had to kick him out cause it was late and the sun was coming up. I watched him fall down the stairs so that made it somewhat better.

The next day I hung out with Travis and Wayne for a good while and then stopped over to Ellis and Doinks for one last call on the Madden reel. I kept it close against Doink the whole game. I stopped him as time was running low in the fourth quarter. I drove and Vick scored. He got the ball and I intercepted it and ran it back for a touchdown. Game set match. I am the best ever. I left Oneonta immediately after, claiming victor, and never looked back.

I can’t believe it finally happened. But more impossible to my beliefs: Am I actually starting to like the Yankees? First off the money part is insane. The Rangers will still pay 50+ million of his contract. The Yankees now have 6 of the richest 12 contracts in baseball history. Thats crazy. But also, ARod has 345 home runs. The guy is 27. The next closer person by the age of 27 had 290 something home runs. He has almost a hundred more than Hank Aaron did at that age. Wow.

Here is what I have learned since the ALCS
1. I don’t like the red sox
2. I don’t hate the yankees
3. Its such a bitch slap to the redsox that the yankees got arod. I like it. I like AROD.
4. I’m starting to have feelings for the yankees I’ve never had. I’m a diehard Braves fan and will always root for the Braves in any scenario… But as far as the AL is concerned. I’m going to start pulling for the Yankees, albeit not very loudly. When people ask why I have all of a sudden changed how I thought about the Yankees, I will say “I’m from NY, deal with it”... and then i will continue to talk about 345 home runs by the age of 27, 26 world series championships.. etc etc..
5. It kind of hurts me to say that I’m starting to like the Yankees, but… the Braves are still better. (But I am pissed they lost Sheffield, Lopez, Maddux, etcetc)

The NBA All Star game was entertaining. Shaq in full effect. Kobe having a good game. The East a lot stronger than people would have expected, and they should have won the game. Bob Jones’s cousin; Fred, won the worst dunk contest ever. The dunk Richardson did was the coolest dunk I have ever seen. The rookie game was extremely entertaining as I am a big fan of Carmelo and LeBron. I’m glad the West won the game. I hope the Lakers can cut through the bullshit, keep Phil, keep Kobe, and continue to stack on the NBA championships.

Valerie Zucker, who handles public relations for Ricky Williams and the Run Ricky Run Foundation, said Williams shaved off his trademark dreadlocks and is going with the bald look.
“He had planned on doing it,” Zucker said. “It was not a random thing.”
Williams, on vacation in Australia, had kept the dreadlocks uncut since childhood. Williams, who prefers anonymity, will be less recognizable, and defenders won’t be able to tackle him by the hair anymore.

My trip to Brown Deer is all scheduled up. I will be performining an installation. The holding hands style. It is from March 10 to March 11. In and Out. That is the best way.

Sometimes I wear headphones at work just so people don’t talk to me.. Like right now for instance. I’m in a strange mood, and don’t really want to be bothered.. I have headphones on, but there’s nothing playing.

Also, I haven’t forgotten about you. I have a lot of topics that I need to discuss and should be able to talk at length about them at some point sometime soon.

Until then, Happy Hump Day.

My friend Ben has a yahoo fantasy nascar thing setup, and we only have three people in it right now.. I’ve never done it before. If this might be of any interest to you, sign up…

http://racing.fantasysports.yahoo.com/

join private group
group name/number

NasTcar (ID# 18556)

The password is “drive”

But.. the basic concept is you have three groups of drivers. The very best. The good. And the guys who dont win much. Everyone can be on your team. And I dont know how the points work but thats it..

The Daytona500 is this weekend.

I don’t know a whole lot about racing, and I don’t really follow it.. But, it seems like a fun idea.

Check out the real NasTcar