I like to surf. You often find really interesting sites, and I've found most of the really cool stuff on the web just by free-associating and surfing.

But you can also find sites that you have absolutely no interest in, and you wonder why they could possibly exist and who would possibly visit them. This is one of those sites, at least to me. I found it by searching for a phobia name (see the link to phobialist.com) and wanted to see who would bother to put that kind of list together. He even seems a little rude in his comments at the top. So I had to learn more. Apparently, his interests include:

Phobia names
Yo-yo's
Common mathematical errors
Cousins
Becoming a legally ordained minister, instantly, online
Horse racing
A website about drinking
Collective nouns (a gaggle of geese)
Mnemonics

Wow. What a bunch of crap. My vote for the worst website EVER (based solely on my interest level).

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We had our book club meeting last night, it lasted until almost 11 pm, which is later than is our custom. We had a meal and animated conversation about our last book, Faster Than the Speed of Light. It was very pleasurable, and I get real gratification that what was a hobby that had been heretofore a solitary vice, is now a group affair of scholarly intercourse.

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Last year's catchphrase for the nancyboyz.com was "Foxy? Foxy like a fox!"  (Long story, but the first year's catchphrase was "Crazy?  Crazy like a fox!" and it devolved from there).

Suggestions for this year's catch-phrase:
1. Crazy? Crazy like the champs
2. Foxy? Foxy like the champs
3. Kraft cheesy goodness
4. nancyboyz.com: we're the cheesiest.
5. Cheesy? Cheesy like a fox!
6. Crazy? I quit!
7. Crazy? No, we just got lucky!
8. Crazy? Crazy like a farce!
9. America spells champ K-R-A-F-T
10. nanzyboyz.com: we're your daddy; your mac-daddy!
 
The nancyoyz.com selection committee has chosen #1 for the 2004 nancyboyz.com catchphrase.
 
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Or something idiosyncratic, like Pop Tart.

But the rule pretty much is: if you like your nickname, no one will use it. It's only the derogatory ones that stick. My friend Tony got stuck with the nickname Squirrelly Curly, because of his hair, and the fact that he's squirrelly. So we're driving back from the beach in Galvaston, and he gets tweaked because we're always calling him Squirrelly Curly, and he says, "No, call me Bud-head". And I said, "Okay, Butthead", and he was Butthead for years. This was long before Beavis and Butthead[1], in fact, I think that Mike Judge got the original idea for Butthead from my friend Tony Lynch who lives in Austin. We also called him Stoney and Lynchy and Tone-Loc and Toni Toney Tony, but I like Butthead the best because of that story. Call him up and tell him which one you like best!

[1] I tried to find a link to a Beavis and Butthead website, but all the links were dead. THere were some cool looking sites listed, like:

beavis-butthead.com
Beavis and Butt-Head Home Page
Beavis Web Page
Butthead Web Page
Shane Rebenschied's Beavis and Butt-Head Page
The Beavis and Butt-Head..uhh...home..or something.
Ktula's Beavis and Butt-Head Home Page
The National Beavis Association
Alex's Beavis and Butt-Head Site
Cheesy's Beavis and Butt-Head Page
The Cornholio Zone
Kid Slick's Music and Chicks Homepage
Shim's Answerphone Messages Page
Jim'z Beavis and Butthead Master Page
Axe's Beavis and Butt-Head Page
The Beavis and Butt-Head Palace
Cool Pap's Beavis & Butt-Head Page
Ryan's Beavis and Butthead Page

I guess that means that pop-culture has passed B&B by.

[2] I bet this is the first blog with footnotes. Ever.

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Duke.

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I always wanted a cool nickname, like "two-dollar Billy" or Scooter. (Can you tell that I grew up in the South?) I tried to get several to catch on, like Big Bopper or D-Love.

I had a couple in college. Drewcifer. Or Evil Hevle (pronounced to rhyme with 'evil'). A theme. Zeus. Tarzan. Herr Doktor Proffessor (made that up).

In elementary school I was "Drew the Poo". Inevitable.

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This time of year is all Tour de France. For 23 days, I watch an average of three hours or more every day. The coolest thing about satellite TV and TiVo is that I can really watch things that I never could follow before. I remember seeing Greg Lemond win in 1989, at that time, there was only an hour on each Sunday afternoon. That was the single most exciting sporting event I can remember seeing, and a tragedy that you had to watch highlights of a week's worth of racing in one hour on CBS Sports Spectacular. Now you can watch several hours every day on OLN. With my TiVo, I can watch it any time I want.

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I bought a "new" vehicle on eBay. It's a 1982 Toyota Land Cruiser. I have the pictures on my computer at home, I'll have to post them tonight. They took them off the eBay site already.

It was in Denver, so I flew up on Friday and drove it back. I left Denver about 6:45 pm, and drove for about 6 hours Friday night/Saturday morning, and spent the night in Dalhart, TX, where those illegitimate sons at the Days Inn gouged me for $100, it being Fourth of July weekend. 100 bucks to stay at a Days Inn!!! In Dalhart, TX!!! It was 2:30 a.m., I was falling down tired, the other hotels were all booked, and the next town was about 45 miles down the road, so I took it.

I left Dalhart about 10 a.m., and got back into Houston around 10 p.m., with a short stop for lunch, and a couple stops for gas. Otherwise I drove straight through. The AC started dumping water onto the floor, just south of Dallas, but it was evening by then and wasn't too hot with the windows rolled down. It worked the next day, so I'm not sure what the problem was.

About 17 hours of driving, $167 of gas, $188 plane ticket to Denver, a stop at a Wendy's and a Subway, a DQ shake, AC quitting just south of Dallas. The look on the faces of my neighbors when I parked another beat-up vehicle in front of my house? Priceless.

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