>I’m going to try and keep track of the things that Phil says that bother me. Tonight we were spouting synonymns for crap/shit, a sort of quick-wit freestyle. He snuck in Mazda. I laughed it off — but is his intent to hurt? I’m pretty sure he knows it bothers me that he digs on the car — but on the other hand, he knows the cheapshot: that he doesn’t even have one. ** update * 09/03 ** We talked today, everything is calm. As we were squaring up on the money he owed me he was debating the $80…

>This really intreiged me. I bought a Tingler today, the real one – and it was only $15 vs the $34.95 listed on the web site. The patent pending stems from the handle and the metal composition of the thing. It’s copper with what seems to be a magnet, coiled wire in the base — part of what gives its tingle. The rest is pure over-stimulation of all your head nerves. It’s great, and has a wonderfully relaxing effect. While we were in Northampton, we went to the local Chinese/Japanese restaurant and I ordered some Sushi. I’ve had a hankerin…