9/5/97 - A Latin Salve.

     Welcome to Ben's Exploratory Internet
     Superhighway Open Window and Diaristic
     Personal Page Realm on the World Wide
     Web!

     Hi there, I'm Ben Turner.  A funny thing
     happened to me today.  I've already told
     most of my friends (as soon as I got home,
     in fact) about it and you know now if you're
     a friend of mine or not!!! =) ) and now
     I'm going to tell the whole world, because
     if you don't know, that's one of the reasons
     we pioneers are using the Internet only in
     recent months to transmit our thoughts and
     feelings and cooking recipes to people
     across the globe!

     Okay, get this.  I recommend you listen to
     an EXCELLENT album I found while you read
     this.  It's the new one by Jars of Clay!
     John and Patty and Davey and Robert all
     suggested I listen to it, so how could I
     resist?  I felt so left out, so I bopped
     over to the CD store after finishing my
     boring job no one wants to hear about in
     each diary entry I receive.

     OH WAIT, now I have to tell you about those
     people I listed above.  They motivated me
     to copy their sites and put one of my own up
     and put my name on it.  I had a near putrid
     page when I first started tinkering with HTML,
     but when I saw their pages, they inspired me
     to copy and steal from them.  I thought what
     they were doing was pretty cool...and I felt
     so left out!

     So then I decided to write like them too, and
     write kilobytes and kilobytes about meaningless
     stories in an effort to sound interesting and
     interestED.

     Thank you, pals! =)  I love ya. (except for
     Patty, 'cause I know you stole MY idea for
     resizable frames as removable covers! =) )

     Oh yeah, the story.  See?  I tend to ramble!
     It's so nice to have a captive audience that
     will read whatever I have to say!

     I went to a Vietnamese restaurant tonight,
     because I felt like being (ooh) cultured.
     I ordered meatballs and noodles, and my
     friends and I had a wonderful, incredibly
     satisfying talk about each other while
     waiting for the food to arrive.

     When my dish arrived, I looked at the
     meatballs.  They were grey!  Now, this is
     interesting.  Not because grey meat is
     unappetizing or because it tasted a bit
     off.  No.  Because it was grey.  Now think
     about this for a moment (reload so my hit
     counter will go up once, please, while you're
     thinking).  We all live in this world.  We
     all run into things that are grey in this world.
     Don't you see?  Grey is a beautiful shade, so
     equal, so perfect, so democratic!  It's just
     like we are!  Our shared experiences with the
     color grey bring us together to form a
     kinship.  We SHARE that color.  We love that
     color.

     I love these moments of understanding of the
     world.  In fact, I was so taken by this dish
     I ordered that I took half a dozen pictures
     of it, which you can access by clicking on
     the hyperlink _here_ (get Netscape Navigator!).

     Als...

     Ugh, how do those people on the Web WRITE like
     this?

       "Man is born free, and everywhere
        he is in chains."
                            -Rousseau
     
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