Mourning
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September 29th, 2008, 3:17 am
By John
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A friend of mine died in a car accident last week. A truck hit the car she was in.
I’m not feeling too good about it.
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I’m in Need of Sensitivity Training
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September 22nd, 2008, 7:00 am
By Christina
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Today, my overly-sensitive sister got upset when I told her to stop complaining about the high school gossip that goes on at her job (”Justin told Bob that he likes Maxine, even though I kissed him two days ago”). She then cried and blamed my insensitivity for why we never have “sister talks.”
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Hot, cold, hot, cold WTF?!?
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September 16th, 2008, 8:45 am
By John
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Today’s high is 71 degrees. Yesterday it was 84. The day before that? 76.
Personally, I don’t really care anymore considering I work indoors now, but for the fifteen minutes I’m in my car and on my way to work or home, I want to know if I’m going to sweat or freeze.
And for some ridiculous reason, I want to NOT have to watch the local news every single morning.
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Pizza
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September 13th, 2008, 8:40 am
By John
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I was born and raised with the idea and knowledge that pizza, a good old-fashioned slice of bread with smoking hot tomato sauce, mozzarella cheese, and some herbs and spices, shall come with several toppings.
Pepperoni. Sausages. Anchovies. Olives. Extra Cheese.
What bothers me is that somewhere along the line, some asshat threw in pineapples, apples, broccoli, chicken, and more.
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The Fair
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September 11th, 2008, 8:22 am
By John
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 The Lil’ Moo and I went to the local Italian Feast and Fair a couple of weekends ago. It was the first fair I’ve taken him to, though not his first. Still, we get to have cotton candy, so that’s all good.
As we’re walking from the parking lot to the fair itself, being the good daddy I am, I transform him from Lil’ Moo to hat. Saving him the walk, so he’s not tired before the actual fair.
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Mind your business lady!
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September 8th, 2008, 8:00 am
By Mary
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When it’s slow at work I smoke more than I ordinarily would. Mostly to kill time and break up the boredom. And so I’m outside smoking and this lady says, “Look at this traffic?”
As I start to reply that I thought it was insane too (Third Ave. was closed for a street fair) she says, “And you’re smoking! What are you doing to yourself?”
I say: “Wishing for an early death.” She didn’t know what to say. It was beautiful. Stopped her dead in her tracks.
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