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homemade pizza

when I lived in Santa Clara, California there was a pizza joint down the street (within walking distance) called Pizz’a Chicago that I used to frequent quite often. They had a pizza (the Untouchables) that featured barbequed chunks of chicken, barbeque sauce and...
a short update

a short update

for those of you who aren’t tired of baby pictures by now: baby baby and his best buddy for those of you who ARE tired of baby pictures: Spamradio (I’m glad somebody finally found a use for spam…)

a rant about STUFF

Peter and I were just now talking about “slimming down” on ICQ – about getting rid of a lot of the various “stuff” we keep around the house, neglected and gathering dust on shelves and in cupboards or rotting in bulbous Rubbermaid crates...