Day 354: About to Get Grounded
I’m having a little too much fun with this thing. [Project 365]
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Memphis
To the boy: I’m sorry you’re going to miss these colors but next year, it’s on
I took a little solo walk today in Chickasaw Gardens near the little park and lake, where I go to entertain my greenest fantasies — the ones where I imagine what life would be like were I to be the kind of person who drove a Lexus into a two-car garage bordered by meticulously landscaped greenery tended by hired help. They’re silly fantasies, little one, because we all know that even if I could afford…
friends pregnancy why am I telling you this?
Bits and baubles
When I was a kid I thought Labor Day was the day all the babies were born. Except me. Because, you know, I was born on Jesus’ birthday instead. Let’s all join hands and send these positive directives into the universe: Do not use the word “hate” when you mean “hatred.” Do not use the word “impact” when you mean “affect.” Do not say “regime” when you mean “regimen.” I just wrote a long diatribe…
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Mom + laptop = FACEBOOK ASPLOSION
It’s a rainy morning here in scenic Saltillo, Tenn. Bill Engvall’s funny-video show is on the TV and dad’s in the recliner snoring. Mom’s napping in bed. Yesterday we gave my mom a laptop for Mother’s Day, which she was so excited and surprised about. She and Dad have had the same old Dell desktop since about 2001. They’ve done no operating system or RAM upgrades in the intervening years, so you can sort of…
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Day 164: Yeasayer
So, despite my attempts to get actual rest on Friday night, I ended up accumulating perhaps three hours of real sleep, at which point the tent became uninhabitable, so I hunkered down and ate strawberries and blueberries in a tiny triangle of shade created by a nearby truck parked close to our tent. Once Amber got up and going, we headed into Centeroo to meet up with Maggi, who was craving a tofu scramble. I…
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Thinking
It’s finally jacket weather. I don’t know how long it will last, but I’m doing my best to savor every second of it before the requisite late-October-backlash, during which them temps will creep back up into the 90s. Or at least the high 80s, with plenty of humidity. I’m drinking Woodchuck Draft Cider (Granny Smith). I’m trying to work my way up to beer, which I have always really hated. I’m not sure why I’m…
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Grab a drink; this one’s long
What a bad week to not have any booze in the apartment. First of all, I’m broke — brizzoke, if you will — which is the main reason why there is no booze in the apartment. It’s been a tad more stressful at work than usual, which makes the cliché of “unwinding” all the more important when you come home. The pherrets are at Phil’s, so it would have been nice to be able to…
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My unlucky brother
Mom e-mailed me this morning and told me that they took my brother’s dog, Nickel, to the vet, and both his back legs are shattered. This kind of blindsided me because she forgot to tell me Thursday that he had been hit by a car. The good news is that his functions are still functioning, and the doctor said he’s young (he was six weeks old or so when Evan’s girlfriend gave him to him…
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