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18 aug 06 "Why don't you come to my office so i can play with your feet...ps...I'll take you out to a nice Indian buffet?" weirdo. actually, i did recently get embedded with a frustrating splinter on the ball of my right foot. it hurts a bit in that sickening splinter-ish way, but those nerve endings have pretty much given up by now. however, the foreign object remains, a little black speck visible through the transluscence of my foot-skin, despite my efforts to pick it out with a needle. and even though i'm not as enchanted by indian food as i was two years ago, i still won't pass up the opportunity for a buffet of it. actually, i think i'm just tired of vegetarian indian food -- there's this great place near my house, and i've been there a few too many times. but this all might be lies. i was going to post the email conversation between this Mystery Person and me (i answered his question directly, via personal email), but thought better of it, because it included my full name. recently, a google miracle has come to pass: all mentions of my name have vanished. well, that's not true, but all connection between me and this site have vanished, so a given web-searcher has no idea that my domain is associated with the name "scott joplin". what the hell -- i don't have to include headers: Fri, Aug 18, 2006 at 12:09 AM i'm adding this conversation thirteen days after i created this page -- i wonder if rahul will ever read it, and find his office publicized. actually, it's probably a good thing for him and his practice. i showed my heart to the doctor |
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