Well, I’m trying anyway. First of all, I now wake up with the birds. And then I actually get up, and start to get about my day. A monumental shift in my habits, which for the better part of my life have involved witnessing the station sign-off for all of the major networks. [...]
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Overheard last night at a little mom-n-pop sushi joint just up the street, three young women, two of whom seemed to be doing all the talking (yes, they were all blonde and afflicted with upward-inflection speech disorder): YW #1: So then, yeah, like I started re-dating all those guys – YW #2: All like, within [...]
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Grammy’s coughing like a bull seal during mating season, y’all. So here’s a bit of entertainment for you until I’ve stopped horking and hacking long enough to compose a real post. Overheard in a bar, late at night: HE: So…what are you saying? Long silence. Running of hands through hair. SHE: I don’t know, I…I [...]
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