Tag Archives: 3 a.m.

the joy of the ancient honda, part 2

I’m a wheel I’m gonna turn on you — the prophet jeff tweedy —   I’m driving home at a little before 2 a.m. This is the time many folks call it a night at the bar (it’s Wednesday night, … Continue reading

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where’s a good rim shot when you need it?

me: How’s your spring break? dad: I think my spring broke. He’s not that funny in real life. Gotta be the drugs.

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friends always know just what to say …

We all wish a lot of things, Skee-lo. I wish your mom was still alive too. As for fitting in, I’m OK with not.

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Just another morning conversation, Part 45

mo: I think I found a new dimension in my art. me: What happened to the old one? mo: Although I don’t think it will be earth-shattering. me: That’s OK. I don’t want the Earth to shatter. mo: Don’t wake … Continue reading

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Note to self, part 5

When getting up to pee in the middle of the night at the parents’ house and facing two choices: 1. stepping in middle of cat’s litter box and dumping it over, then stepping in cat’s food bowl and dumping IT … Continue reading

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Just another sign I’m actually 8 years old

Late-night text: mo: I bought you spda. me: spda? mo: soda. me: what was the p? mo: I accidentally p’d. me: giggle.

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hanging by a string

Rummaging through the wordpress running blogs, not much changes from post to post. race blah blah mileage blah blah i’ve decided to marry my goat blah blah set p.r. in 10k blah blah green smoothies blah blah. Then this: Nothing … Continue reading

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