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tuesday, 4 january, 2000

Here it is, a new year, and I've no thoughts on it. I think computer programmers all over the world must have sent a memo about drumming up more business. Looks like it worked, guys. My mom and I were talking about the people who stockpiled food and guns, closed their investment accounts (assuming that people who stockpile guns have investment accounts) and hid all their cash in their mattresses. There were people close by here selling 55 gallon drums for water storage, and I know there were takers. And I'm sure these same people told all their friends about how civilization as we know it was going to end. Hell, white supremacists probably thought the "race war" was going to start. What exactly did all of these people say to their friends yesterday morning when they went back to work? "Oh, hey Bob, didn't you know I was just pullin' your leg?!"...I don't think so. Do you think these people are disappointed? Probably. Personally, I watched PBS all day, and knew there weren't any problems long before midnight. What facinated me most about the whole thing was that practically every country in the world, no matter their religious or calendar beliefs (and, I guess everyone really knows how to count to 10 - the new millenium starts NEXT YEAR, anyway) were having huge celebrations in honor of the number change. Everyone seemed to have this great hope that everything will change this year, that people will stop being jerks and start respecting everyone and everything and start signing in the streets. Seems to me pretty much everyone on Earth, whether they were stockpiling water or dancing in celebration, wanted one thing - a change. But, when you drove in rush hour traffic to get to your job (where they probably don't respect you all that much), I'll bet soemone was honking and being a jerk. Oh, well, I guess there's always next year. Happy New Year, everyone.