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First, let us give a cheer of rejoice as I have finally been fully paid for that APRIL mailroom job. I haven't been paid promptly for my photocopying job but this time I didn't wait. I called to check up on it today. No one answered the phone but it's better than leaving it alone for a month.

Last night, two things of note were on the telly. Since my Sox were off, I watched a little of the PawSox game. It's kinda weird knowing so many of the players but it was even stranger for me to me be happy that Enrique Wilson hit a grand slam. There's a lot of talk when Sox go to the Yankee organization but no one really discusses the other way around. (I'm still convinced Ramiero Mendoza was still on the Yankee payroll when he played in Boston) John Flarety retired instead of playing for the Sox but we may not have gotten Doug Mirabelli back if he didn't so I think that was for the best.

The other thing I watched was The Amazing History of Superman. I thought it was quite interesting but a couple things bothered me. One: they could have spent more time on the syndicated Superboy TV series as I remember watching it in my youth. Two: they could have spent more time on his Rogue's Gallery. I know it's small but there was more than just Lex Luthor, Doomsday and gangsters. This is not about the special but about the upcoming movie instead: it was revealed Bryan Singer refuses to read a comic book. Could this be why X-men wasn't as good as it could have been? One thing about the special did amuse me though: in discussing the upcoming movie, Kevin Spacey the narrator refers to himself in third person! Why? I have no idea unless he wasn't the first choice to host the show...

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