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Monday, August 16, 2004

In the Olympic spirit I thought I would try to set a new world record of my own:
So I dont want to be too presumptuous, because the day isn't over but it looks pretty good so far. This morning at 8:15 I came in for work and did not see anyone that I usually work around, so I just went into my office and closed the door. When I left for lunch I again didn't say anything to anyone, nor when I returned. Its 3:20 now, and I am hoping that I can make it the entire day without speaking to anyone in my office even once. Its a modest goal, but at least for this week its the most exciting thing i've got going.

PS: These are some of Andy's favorite verses for the Indian song. I thought we should all reflect on it, in anticipation of him becoming Chinese. (I know they dont rhyme or follow any rhythem whatsoever, thats part of their appeal).

Hey Mr. Indian
We Gave you blankets
You think white man nice
but the SmallPox is killing you.

Hey Mr. Indian
Sell me your land.
Here's some plastic beads
Now go die please.

Hey Mr. Indian
We killed your buffalo
Now you must
die or run a Casino.


  • hey mr richard....you better be careful what you put on this blog because people can search it and when you want to be a big bad lawyer or the president they will call you a meanie bc you do not love mr indian!
    but besides that i love you and i miss you and i hope the rest of your job and the drive to nd goes well

    By Blogger Holly, at 3:40 PM  

  • Holly, this is not the Richard-Holly lovey blog. Enough of this tomfoolery.

    By Blogger Jimbo, at 6:34 PM  

  • Eww, I really loved the post, but that comment makes me want to baby vom all over the place.

    By Blogger Natalie, at 6:55 PM  


    By Blogger Holly, at 4:20 PM  

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