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2003-10-02 - 11:29 p.m. Well, Nicole made me feel like the whiny baby I am for my last post so I'm back. As I've mentioned before, I'm not in love with my job. In fact, I hardly work anymore since things have slowed down almost to a dead stop. I was spending 7 of my 8 hours mastering Mine Sweeper but I got caught one too many times so I've cooled it on the video games. Now I'm working on a project for B compiling a list of all his Dad's autograph collection. His dad passed away almost 3 years ago and left behind the most gi-normous collection of autographs and assorted celebrity memorabilia. I've already catalogued over one thousand pieces and that's only a fraction. Really, I don't know how he did it all. Some I think he bought but the majority he got directly from the stars. B's Dad was quite a character. One of my favorite stories was when B was young, his Dad somehow got the number for and called up Tom Wopat. Posing as a reporter he convinced TW to meet him for an interview at the Landmark Hotel in Las Vegas. Then he brought B to meet him. How cool is that? His last birthday present for B was a Darth Vader mask signed by James Earle Jones. Now I'd like to say I'm so cool that I don't get starstruck because really I think they are just people who are no different from you and I but I must admit that when viewing this list of celebrities from Milton Berle to Dick Van Dyke to Alfred Hitchcock I was impressed. � 
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