I’ve posted my 2008 collection for My Year in Photos.
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smell
The thing that gets me about all beers and most wines so far, (besides just generally bad taste), is the smell. And the first thing people keep telling me to do it to smell these drinks. But the smell immediately pulls me back about 25 years. Every single time, I’m Continue Reading
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morning
I have always liked wandering around in cities at ridiculous hours. Everything takes on a surreal quality. I used to work a semi-third shift at a newspaper, and would come home at 3, 4, or 5 in the morning, in a small town. And everything was quiet. It was when I first notice that night time tends to have no weather. Especially no wind. It’s a Twilight Zone episode, where you’re wandering around an abandoned city and nothings moving. My favorite memory of that job and those people happened when two of my coworkers, driving home from the same job, pulled over and started a snoball fight, in a suprisingly bright street at 3am.
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… all alone in the moonlight.
Being an adult can be pretty cool. I get to have provolone whenever I want. The way I remember it, provolone was a special treat when I was growing up. Cheese usually meant New York Sharp Cheddar or occasionally those big government blocks of orange stuff. But provolone was special. Continue Reading
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Microwave
I think the best monetary investment I’ve made since moving down to DC is in my microwave. I’ve had the damn thing since 1998. There’s no other piece of electronics in this apartment that’s lasted that long, other than maybe a few watches missing their bands. I bought it the Continue Reading
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Life from the back of a pickup
Jessica was one of those friendships that was always doomed to self-destruct. For two years I watched her shed off another friend every three or four months, like ridding herself of an old skin. So it’s not really shocking that the time eventually came. But meanwhile… we had some fun. Continue Reading
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Disturbing people professionally for over 10 years
I forwarded my family a knitting pattern, today, since so many of them are craft freaks. A pattern for a knitted uterus. My aunt’s response was a “That’s interesting!” that you could almost see being said to the 8-year-old that brings in the dead squirrel. That kinda shit makes my Continue Reading
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bucket rides
Nothing brings home the truth that you come from a small town than finding out the big attractions at this years festival included rides in the bucket of a power company truck. I woulda so been there.
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I am tired as
I am tired as shit. Keep your comments to yourself. This day just did not want to be. It raced through itself, accomplishing little, and meaning less. Even my daily newsletter was pretty empty. I didn’t even have a chance to get pissed off at anyone new today. I remember Continue Reading
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I miss doing laundry
I miss doing laundry in college. Women don’t sneak their underwear in with my clothes any more.
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I miss. I miss
< nostalgia > I miss. I miss sitting on the trunk of a car as dusk rolls over, with nothing better to do than sit there talking. I misss the sound of crickets outside my window as I fall asleep (not the one damn cricket in DC who has choosen Continue Reading
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kitchen, home
goofy… sometimes you gotta be. there are just some things that can only be accomplished or fixed by going slightly crazy. I remember my freshman year in college. i had nowhere to sleep one night thanks to a practical joke that had left my bed soaked. so I asked a Continue Reading
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Gannet Multimedia Lab, RIT
There are things I will miss about college. I dont think any of them have to do with class. I did learn a few things, but I coulda done that anywhere. But here are my friends. For the first time in my life I could say that an mean it. Continue Reading
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Gannet Multimedia Lab, RIT
I never expected anything normal at college. Everyone has seen Animal House, or some other cheesy frat/college/20something movie. In fact, I revel in the notion that I am far from normal. I find no greater comment than when people tell me I’m crazy. But some things are just nuts. Take Continue Reading