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Artemenko.org Update 6/25/06

The cut is healing just fine thank you!

We just got back from a nice relaxing weekend at Smith Mountain Lake in southern Virginia, where Laura's parents live. I failed to bring my digital camera or laptop on the trip -- so I will just have to dazzle you with words, remember those?

Smith Mountain Lake, as Laura continuously reminds me, is "a man-made lake that is 500 feet deep and has houses at the bottom from the day they filled it. There is also an island in the middle where only goats can live."

This is my life.

Seriously, it IS a man-made lake and there is an island in the middle. We rode the Seadoo together (picture links to a couple that looks nothing like us). We also swam in the water, walked the dogs without leashes around the lake, held a ping pong tournament and blew up a bike wheel when I tried to revive Dr. Perry's decommissioned bicycle.

After going out for pizza we caught Five Easy Pieces on TV, which was a pretty good movie. Jack Nicholson is one of my favorite actors, and I think he did a good job in this movie portraying a guy who uses five easy piano pieces to find the path of least resistance in life.

The trip back from the lake was much easier than our ride there, when it rained sideways for four hours. The last time it rained that much was when we drove from Chicago to Connecticut in a Thanksgiving 18-hour death rally. Laura might tell you that she had to drive part of the way because I had a mental breakdown and she jumped in the driver's seat and popped in a Depeche Mode CD and saved the day. Every word of that is just as true as it is embarassing.

Oh well, like I said we had an easy trip back and it makes us feel good to have family close by. I think Oreo had the best day of his life yesterday playing alpha-dog to the two German Short-haired Pointers that belong to the Perrys. After no time they were an odd-colored pack of three, roaming around the lake like old friends. We can tell he had a great time because he immediately cashed out on the couch when we got home.

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Artemenko.org Update 6/17/06

Blood! "CTRL-Z" "Edit > Undo" !!!

It started innocently enough, gentle cuts with a large knife, strokes moving away from my body just like a good Weebelow.

Somehow I graduated from surgeon-like precision to banging the knife (with potato stuck to knife) on the cutting board. Fast forward $360 later and I have a fancy dressing and 3 stiches to show for my inability to cook.

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Great, blood on my new running shirt -- which was supposed to be expensive enough to inspire exercise!

Typing without my middle finger is bizarre.


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Artemenko.org Update 6/13/06

If you feel deprived from the lack of attention and pictures, here is a quick pick-me-up post. I've actually got some pretty cool stuff to share. First up is a picture my dad took while flying over the Connecticut coastline:

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Another bonus today was an email from my buddy Carl, who has been in Africa with the Peace Corps for 1 full year now. The last time I saw him was 6 months ago in January Here is a funny quote from his "Quartley Update" Email:

"What have I learned in this year, you might ask? I've always been good at saving time....now I'm getting better at spending time; the sweetest meat is in the FACE (goats and fish); and a cedi saved makes good toilet paper."

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Artemenko.org Update 6/12/06

Yeah yeah it's been a while. Where have I been? Working mostly, that and becoming addicted to trolling Myspace for other people who have attended Fairfield High School. I had what you might call an "eclectic friendship base"in those days --in that I was without a male clique, and without a female clue (the author pauses to chortle to himself silently).

Seriously, I invite you to visit my very own Myspace page, and check out Laura's too! Admittedly, the over-cooked design and Flash slideshow of my Myspace page have been siphoning my web-energy away from Artemenko.org. A similar thing happened when I became obsessed with Linkedin toward the end of last year, which is like a Myspace for business people.

It's a shame because this page is meant to be a kind of history of my life, Myspace and Linkedin are "Web 2.0" social networking websites that fool people into generating self-obsessed content so they can put advertisements next to it.

Remember when I put ads on this site? It was a joke, I made like 35 cents.



Artemenko.org Update 6/04/06

First of all, new design? Laura helped me make some edits to it because there was a little too much action going on up top. I agree with her, simplest is best (a theme that works for humor also)

The top image is supposed to be light and summery like Ferry Halim's games -- you have not been bored at work playing a mindless game until you have visited his site "Orisinal."

We picked up some CDs at Borders yesterday. What CDs you ask? The Very Best of the Eagles, the Rushmore Soundtrack, Eric Johnson live from Austin TX (video of this concert is here, it's pretty sweet), and Depeche Mode Playing the Angel. I'll let you guess who owns the last one.

It gets hot down here in the summer, but it gets pretty darn hot in Chicago this time of year too. I'd be a fool if I didn't say I missed Chicago in the summer (pic credit goes to B-rad). The open air restaurants, dog bowls with ice next to storefronts, and of course the flocks of pale bodies kicking up sand next to lake Michigan.

Today we took a walk down a "sidestreet" expecting it to end after a few blocks or run into a another sidestreet (as Chicago urban planning logic would have us believe) . Instead it kept on going for a half mile and ended with a pile of dirt. Suffice to say we are learning "the 180" is a crucial technique for getting yourself un-lost around here.

Notice this post is running a little long? It's because Laura has her little mits around a new book. I'm not sure what it's called, but I've heard gasps of disbelief and delight come out of the bedroom -- methinks it's a romance novel from the 1500s!

One of the only requests to escape from the tightly mummifed sheets around Laura was "Please look up a picture of Henry VIII, and let me know if he is handsome or not."

Judge for yourself:


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