My daily beverage

5/2/02 - Ocean Spray Ruby Red



Those nutty Wilpons have a hand in this kids camp project. Trying to come up with baseball theme to make it sound cool for the kids. Apparently nobody thought of "MVP"s, so I threw that out there. I guess I'll think of some more baseball terms that would make sense with this.





We shall see about my resolve. We shall see.

-Terry
 
5/3/02 - Samantha classics Carrot Orange fruit drink





Apparently there was an exhibitor screening of EP2 at Ziegfeld Theater a couple nights ago. The posted reviews of the film have been very positive. I'll admit I was skeptical about how good the film will be, but now I'm a bit more optimistic.



-Terry
 
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5/4/02 - Tree Ripe Orange Juice



Truths:

Shannon "UncleSally" O'Neill doing a free-form rap about Osama Bin Laden over the beat for LL Cool J's "Momma Said Knock You Out" in a packed karaoke bar sure is something to see.

James Eason does a "great" magic trick with a coffee cup and saucer.

Peanuts was a wonderful cartoon. Especially the early ones.

Grilled lamb makes for a tasty lunch.


-Terry
 
5/5/02 - Samantha smoothies Berries Gone Berserk




Was going to go see the Spiderman film, but it was sold out. (A recent running gag, probably cribbed from some other person, is to pronounce it "Spidermin", as if he was a Jewish dentist. "Dr. Harvey Spiderman, DDS", perhaps.) So, instead, on this sunny day in Brooklyn, I enjoyed some air out on the Promenade, which is about a block away from home. Some nice views of Manhattan from here.





So many dogs out and about!

text on the bottle: Barry screamed for his berries..."I need my berries to hop on that caboose called sanity."

New Woody Allen film = mediocre.


-Terry
 
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5/6/02 - Veryfine Fruit Punch



The parent company of "Veryfine" juice drinks used to be "New England Apple Products, Inc." They changed their name to "Veryfine" a few years back.



Woody Allen ain't directing Spidey 2. (Although that would be very interesting.)



Sony doesn't make anything food related. No ToastMan machines. No JumboShrimpTrons.



A very important discussion of Jewish Robotics was edited out of a post in the Woody vs. Kubrick thread. If I could remember what it said, I would tell you.

Everybody likes to revise history...to bend reality, it seems.


-Terry
 
5/7/02 - Fanta Pineapple Soda



Thanks to all who have wished me a happy birthday!





More birthday bevs to come tonight. (And a lot of birthday beef, lamb, pork, chicken...)

-Terry
 
5/7/02 - Addendum ("meat of the day" special edition)



Went to dinner with a group of folks to Churrascaria Plataforma, a Brazilian Rodizio Steakhouse. Had some wine, as you can see.





The specialty of this place? Meat, meat, and more meat. Described as "like living in Valhalla" by Bergeron. Certainly a birthday meal to be remembered. After we all woke up from our meat comas, of course.

-Terry
 
5/8/02 - Prologue to today's entry


An interaction with the always acerbic Mr Caustic:

Mr Caustic: your arteries must hate you today...
Mr Caustic: to say nothing of your colon
Mr Caustic: (You are the J. Geils Band to her Rolling Stones -- ca. 1982)
TerrySeal: I've had them removed
Mr Caustic: oh stop. You never had arteries because, as we all know, no
blood flows through the undead Terry Jinn
Mr Caustic: although removing your colon was bold
TerrySeal: a masterstroke
Mr Caustic: I have this weird urge to ride my bicycle with fat-bottomed
girls . . .
Mr Caustic: I've got to take off this Queen CD
TerrySeal: Mr Caustic...makes this rockin' world go round
Mr Caustic: He just wants somebody to love...
Mr Caustic: stunned by the show of emotion, birthday boy??
TerrySeal: eh...indifferent
Mr Caustic: too full of intestine-clogging meat to care?
TerrySeal: perhaps!
Mr Caustic: full of wine and meat (and possibly testosterone) did you pick a
fight?
Mr Caustic: . . .
Mr Caustic: ....
TerrySeal: no fights
TerrySeal: just food
Mr Caustic: (I use the ellipsis to denote time passing)
Mr Caustic: you fought with your food? I know your colon is fighting with
it right now
TerrySeal: i got no colon, remember Caustic?
Mr Caustic: in a day or so, everyone at your party will take a dump that
will rip them in half
Mr Caustic: yeah, yeah. . . I considered opting for past tense but we all
know you got colon
TerrySeal: it will be solid protein
Mr Caustic: you have an enourmous colon
TerrySeal: 53"
Mr Caustic: a colon that is, right this very minute, being tested to its
limits
Mr Caustic: you're an old man, you need to be kinder to your body
Mr Caustic: stop abusing yourself
Mr Caustic: in more ways than one!
Mr Caustic: take THAT, birthday boy
TerrySeal: I will either get abused by me...or abused by you, Caustic!
Mr Caustic: abuse? moi?
Mr Caustic: where I come from, it's called TRUTH!!
TerrySeal: where do you come from?
Mr Caustic: I'm from Everywhere, USA, birthday boy
TerrySeal: not Truthberg?
Mr Caustic: why won't gnutella log me on so's I can download some hardcore J. Geils Band??
Mr Caustic: Honestyville . . .
Mr Caustic: South Honestyville, actually
Mr Caustic: it's near the airport
Mr Caustic: it has a sign on the hill that says:
SOUTH HONESTYVILLE
THE INDUSTRIAL CITY
Mr Caustic: which is stupid, because So. H. hasn't been industrial-based
since '54
TerrySeal: South Honestyville Corp. Limit
TerrySeal: Lion's Club, Kiwanis, and 4-H welcome you to S. Honestyville!
Mr Caustic: they manufacture the latex for surgical gloves, condoms, and
other marital aids
Mr Caustic: just the latex, in bulk
Mr Caustic: they could've made the actual products....it would've created
jobs and boosted the economy
TerrySeal: an honest wage for a south honest job
Mr Caustic: but the civic leaders, in their myopia, said NO
Mr Caustic: now the town is all about retail...
Mr Caustic: there's an "easter egg" in Sim City that allows you to play
Honestyville
Mr Caustic: it's the worst sim ever
Mr Caustic: there's no way to win, and when the game is over, the
application sends horrible emails to all your friends
TerrySeal: i think South Honestyville lies about its population count
Mr Caustic: vile, curse-filled, insulting emails
Mr Caustic: South Honestyville Population ONE (me)
Mr Caustic: I'm the only one who still lives within the city limits proper
Mr Caustic: the ever-shrinking city limits
TerrySeal: I hear the schools are good, though
Mr Caustic: our charter keeps being revised
TerrySeal: and that there are 3 Starbucks
Mr Caustic: the skools are goot
Mr Caustic: they're thinking about putting in a B&N too
TerrySeal: B&N Express...only condensed books
Mr Caustic: I just read that Starbucks has more stores here than Duane Reade does
Mr Caustic: and DR has been in NYC for almost a hundred years!
Mr Caustic: additionally, Starbucks puts up so many stores 'cuz they know
that NY'ers won't cross the street for coffee...
TerrySeal: yeah, but people would rather drink coffee than shampoo and
nyquil
Mr Caustic: If NY'ers would learn to cross the street, we'd have fewer
Starbucks


-Terry
 
5/9/02 - Snapple Rasberry Peach



I would think most Snapple beverages fall under the catagory of "junk juice", as noted in the CNN article (from yesterday's entry.) They frequently have 10% or less actual juice in them.



Ben Gruber sounds like a Yoda-esque master of the beverage arts.

Snapple "Real Fact" #11: Flamingos turn pink from eating shrimp.

Speaking of "junk juice"...



-Terry
 
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5/10/02 - Diet Coke



To celebrate three employee birthdays this week, the company supplied free lunch for everyone.



One of the organizers asked what kind of cake to get...and I mentioned a fondness for strawberry shortcake. I tried to play it cool, like I didn't really care, but when it came I was happy that my desire for this particular cake was fulfilled. I got my own "T" labeled cake. That cookie-like disc on top is apparently not edible, which is strange. Someone without a keen sense of what is edible or not could get hurt.



This damn birthday has been dragged out, hasn't it.





I know. But who am I to deny free lunch and cake? Would you be strong enough to refuse, Amy Rhodes?



Is this stuff out yet?



I do what I am programmed to do.

-Terry
 
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5/11/02 - Dr. Pepper



A great time was had at Eli & Jessica's soccer party in Prospect Park. Soccer was crazy, good fun. I got the chance to wear my Chelsea Football Club (of England) official soccer jersey. I think the team I was on won, but I'm not quite sure. I pulled a few different muscles and various types of connective tissue in my legs.



Meat!





Will Hines looking like a confused single father...manning the grill...beer in hand...all alone.

-Terry
 
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5/12/02 - Tropicana Twister Kiwi Grape Combustion



Eli sits across the table, satisfied, after a quesadilla from Desert Moon Mexican Cuisine (kind of a cross between Burritoville and Taco Bell.)

I'm not sure about why...but these Kiwi flavored drinks all have some things in common:

1) a ridiculous name (Kiwi Combustion, Kiwi Ruckus, etc.)

2) an incredibly unnatural green color

3) an intense candy-like flavor (like a liquid Jolly Rancher)

This beverage had what Tropiciana calls "FruitForce™ Energy Releasing B Vitamins!", which really is just a marketing term for 10% added Niacin and Pantothanic Acid.




Tonight's foggy air and the street lamp gave my neighborhood a nice eerie glow.

-Terry
 
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5/14/02 - Prologue to today's entry



Sent to me by Mr Caustic.

(Should this be any surprise?)

It says we should spend as much time together as possible. For some reason, I don't think that will help things.


-Terry
 
5/14/02 - Apple & Eve Kiwi Tangerine





I don't need to use the love calculator to know the percentage is very low between us, Amy Rhodes!

-Terry
 
5/15/02 - Cranberry Juice [from Mayrose Diner]



Lunch with Crystal. She decided to have the vanilla milkshake, but I didn't get one, as I made myself one last night. (I received a hand blender as a gift a couple years back, forgot about it, and never used it until this week. I've gone a little milkshake crazy recently.)



Got the check and strangely...a weird message was by the listing for my turkey burger. Is someone trying to tell me something? If so, I dunno what "well well !!!!" means!



How is this possible, Doug Moe? If you drank the beverage...what did I drink?



That's your journalistic responsibility, Calhoun...not mine!

-Terry
 
5/15/02 - Addendum

Conversations:


Mr Caustic: you're playing a sucker's game, Jinn.
TerrySeal: how's that?
Mr Caustic: Marlo Thomas is happily married. She'll never leave him for you...
TerrySeal: Phil Donahue is washed up...his attempt to come back to TV will be a failure
Mr Caustic: she loves him unconditionally.
Mr Caustic: do you even know how to do that, Jinn??
TerrySeal: I do...under certain circumstances
Mr Caustic: we of the High Council remain unconvinced and sentence you to at least 45 more years on this planet. MWA-HA HA HA HA
Mr Caustic: seriously, why won't Entourage import my emails, rules, and preferences from Outlook Express
TerrySeal: oh silly caustic
TerrySeal: it should be able to import them
Mr Caustic: don't you mock me, Jinn
Mr Caustic: it refuses. soon it will feel my wrath!
TerrySeal: what are you gonna do...turn the computer off?
Mr Caustic: who's side are you on??
TerrySeal: Entourage will still be there when you turn it back on
Mr Caustic: not if I kick its ass, it won't. It'll run home crying to mommy
TerrySeal: Mrs. Office 2001?
TerrySeal: or are you using Ms. Office v.X?
Mr Caustic: MS Off. X
Mr Caustic: it won't import from OE for OS 9
Mr Caustic: it keeps looking for some sort of file that apparently isn't there . .
Mr Caustic: a-hole.
TerrySeal: what file?
Mr Caustic: dunno
TerrySeal: all that info is in the folder 'Documents' on your main harddrive level
TerrySeal: inside should be a folder called 'Microsoft User Files' or something similar
Mr Caustic: hmm...lemme look.
TerrySeal: inside that is a folder 'Identities'...and 'main identity' should be all the right stuff
Mr Caustic: you'd better be right, Jinn . . . otherwise the little girl GETS IT.
Mr Caustic: (I'm currently listening to "Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap" and it's putting me in the mood for MAYHEM!!!)
TerrySeal: Mr Kaustic: i am not angry
TerrySeal: ha
Mr Caustic: feeble pretenders to the mantle of Caustic!
Mr Caustic: you were right about the identities file, Jinn. The girl lives to see tomorrow.

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Mr Kaustic: i am not angry
TerrySeal: ha
Mr Kaustic: i registered this name one day as an elaborate joke but then i couldn't im mr caustic
TerrySeal: He is elusive!
Mr Kaustic: yes
Mr Kaustic: ah well
Mr Kaustic: i'm leaving now
Mr Kaustic: i creep myself out as Mr Kaustic
Mr Kaustic: i feel like i built a robot to be my friend

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UncleSally: A cameraman here at 60II has cancer, and he was doing well, but he is back in teh hospital. I just signed a get well card. I dont think he is in good shape, it was hard and odd signing it
TerrySeal: geez
TerrySeal: i must admit...turning 31...I think more and more about mortality
TerrySeal: (being that my parents...older family...are all...old)
TerrySeal: and that I'm not a kid in any way anymore
UncleSally: I hate death
UncleSally: as we all do
UncleSally: I would not be able to exist if my mom or aidan ever died prematurly
TerrySeal: yeah...scary
UncleSally: but on a lighter note
UncleSally: Celine Dion sounds like Aaron Neville
TerrySeal: she's back!
TerrySeal: and even more french-canadian than ever
UncleSally: i think she is skinnier too, maybe inverted
TerrySeal: she is a rip in 'space-time'
UncleSally: a wrinkle in time
TerrySeal: L'Engle-licious
UncleSally: I just finished Windin teh Door last night
UncleSally: I am taking a break before I finish the series
TerrySeal: I think I read those long ago...before time began
UncleSally: Yeah i read them as a kid
TerrySeal: or at least one or two
UncleSally: i am still sore from saturday
UncleSally: my leg is still 'odd'
TerrySeal: I am still sore...I am walking around less like an invalid
UncleSally: I can't put my heel down first when i walk
TerrySeal: whoa
TerrySeal: how do your boobs feel?
UncleSally: my foot goes down flat
UncleSally: My boobs feel like a million bucks
UncleSally: the kind of bucks my grandpa kills with his gun
UncleSally: So basically my boobs feel like a defenseless animal, since you KICKED THEM
TerrySeal: after this football party, your boobs will feel like two million bucks!
TerrySeal: and 500,000 Does...
TerrySeal: which makes for an interesting deer mixer
UncleSally: I will be in a tree aiming for you
TerrySeal: hey now...everything's cool
UncleSally: aiming for you with my love terry jinn!
UncleSally: I send love from above, Just like God!
UncleSally: and God does it best, so why not mimmick him
TerrySeal: G-d
TerrySeal: G-d also sends plagues of locusts, you know
UncleSally: Then you better watch your back
TerrySeal: shite


-Terry
 
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