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It's not plastic, it's vegan leather.
Ah...okay.
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I never cocktail on the outbound flight but celebrate at the destination. I do admire outbound drinkers, however.
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Sitting here watching the cursor go “blip blip blip” on the blank page. Ten minutes…twelve. Imagining paragraphs of words yet to be written, but where do I start? A stream of consciousness blows; how about this…
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Memories.
How about the memory where a small group of friends drove a busted up Winnebago to Jackson Hole, WY for a ski trip only to discover that the overnight accommodations were so way out of the budget. Instead we dug a large hole in the parking lot and snow camped for the weekend. Washed up in the hotel bathrooms.
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Someday
Someday I will meet a person who has not seen Dirty Dancing.
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I'd love to own a furry little doggy, but the whole "picking up the poop right after he does his business" thing looks absolutely ridiculous. -
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There are times-such as these-that I miss owning a fuzzypuffy kitty with cute paws. I miss walking into my apartment after an honest day's work and seeing Mr. Fuzzypuffy lounging on the couch. His hair perfectly coiffed; his body contorted into a perfect doughnut for sleeping. I also miss verbally harassing that kitty for being a nonproductive ( Read more... ) -
Flashes of History
About a month ago I took the time to scour through my mother's storage unit looking for old reel to reel audio, VHS home videos, and hopefully I will locate the super 8 reels soon. It's been a weight on my head to get these precious recordings on digital as soon as possible to preserve whatever is left of them ( Read more... ) -
Still surfing through an old hard drive
Here's another dreamer of a blog entry from 2007-never posted.
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