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Today. . . 

Today I lost my dog. Today I lost my dog. The heaviness of this sentence keeps echoing against the walls of my empty chest in utter disbelief. In the silent early hours of this morning, I lay on the hardwood … Continue reading

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Disenfranchised or Shallow?

I can’t tell. Here’s a low down dirty truth about me– This morning, The Ginger wanted to know whether the formation of PACs was a result of the original FEC laws from the seventies or the BCRA. This is NOT … Continue reading

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Nobody should fly but me.

Every time that I fly, I am struck by the very real possibility that, while I am a semi-professional flyer, this might just be the very first goddamned time that ANY OF THESE OTHER FUCKERS HAVE EVER GOTTEN ON AN … Continue reading

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Sorry, (Whatever is Italian for Charlie)

Dear Italian People I Have Known, I regret to inform you that you may be required by nationality to disown me after this post, but it must be said. . . I know that this pasta shape has a name. … Continue reading

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What Brings the Boys to the Yard?

Let’s be clear about something. Shakes should be made of ice cream. Only of ice cream. Not of protein, not of yogurt, not of fruit. Ice. Cream. I don’t want to see the nutrition information on a liquid that you … Continue reading

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The Run Playlist and My New Affair (Bad Words)

Alright. I’m saying it out loud. In writing. I. Was. Wrong. I have MF’d the iTunes Genius (or lack thereof) and the “random” shuffle feature on my Big Brother Apple devices for years. I mean, NOBODY can design a playlist … Continue reading

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Watched TV Today

Women in perfume ads look at perfume bottles the same way that I look at great food. Until they come up with a perfume that smells like steak, warm brownies and ice cold beer, you wont see me getting PG-13 … Continue reading

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