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the sherwood leafblower massacre. based on a true story.

It was a dark and stormy night. Skipper (in red) had persuaded Carolyn (in the ASU cap) to drive out to Sherwood. “Great courthouse,” he said. She was reluctant, but he was her brother. He would never steer her wrong. … Continue reading

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just another morning conversation, part 71

mo: When we started out as a couple, you always made the coffee. me: That was only to get you to sleep with me. note to self: don’t talk in the morning till after you’ve had coffee.

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why i can’t be trusted with coffee. a photo essay. 

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morning observations, part 1

■ As it turns out, you do NOT have to add water to the oatmeal before cooking. It’s merely a suggestion. ■ I am always vaguely disappointed when I wake up with a hangover and there’s not a baby and a tiger … Continue reading

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willie, fiona and me

What i need is a good defense ‘Cause I’m feeling like a criminal — the prophet fiona apple — My life is flashing before my eyes. It’s one of those budget kung-fu movies, roughly translated into English where the dialogue … Continue reading

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and don’t get me started on his converse all-star band

Hello, fellow conspiracy theorists. I’m sure we’re all a bit shocked by the sudden demise of Chuck Berry, inventor of those simple basketball shoes with the little round logo. I must admit I never owned a pair, or even rented … Continue reading

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living with an artist, part 15

It’s late. I’m hungry. I want a Little Something. And there’s a cupcake in the fridge. Except it’s not a cupcake. It’s a still life subject. Mo paints cupcakes. I suspect it’s because when you paint fruit, all you have … Continue reading

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