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April 16 2004. |
LET THE GAMES BEGIN AGAIN.
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FROM JUSTIN: "At the risk of ripping the scab off of wounds just starting to heal, tickets are now available for the Amazing Jonathan."
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THE BIKE.
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RUDENESS.
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DOG SPY.
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I'm very proud of myself. Back in November, I swore to myself that I
would ride the stationary bike over the winter. And I did ride that damn
thing.
Three times, baby.
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I've noticed
something about my friends and me (or "my friends and I,"
whatever). We never end our IM's to each other with "bye" or
"see ya" or whatnot. They just kind of end. We do our business
and then we're off. A rude bunch are we.
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All day long Luke stretches out on the floor and doesn't budge for
anything. I clomp around the house. Nothing. The phone rings. Nothing.
The mailman slams the mailbox shut. Nothing. I crank up a CD. Nothing.
And then I print something out on my printer. Lukie jumps up to see what's going on.
I think Beth has him trained to spy on me to make sure I'm working.
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UNMERRY CHRISTMAS.
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RON JEREMY SUPERSTAR.
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Holy crap. I just ordered $242 worth of business cards, address labels,
and mailers. I hope this newsletter stuff works out, otherwise I'll be
back at CVS before Christmas.
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Ron
Jeremy had an un-credited part in the 1973 movie "Jesus Christ
Superstar." Who knew?
And, more importantly, what does it mean?...
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COOKING SECRETS.
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Rudeness,
Let The Games Begin Again, Dog Spy, Cooking Secrets, Unmerry Christmas, The
Bike, Rusty, and Ron Jeremy Superstar. |
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The
secret to people thinking you are a good cook is to have a stable of
about 10 or 15 different dishes and just cook the hell out of them. Over
and over.
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RUSTY.
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Finally. Softball season started last night and it was good to be back
out on the field. After I ran (okay, walked) out to left field in the first
inning of the first game, it was like I just played yesterday. Same
view, same feeling. Except for
the shortness of breath, minor groin pulls, and dead arm, of course.
Even though we won both games (barely), we were quite awful and pretty
rusty, but that's to be expected after a lengthy layoff. Even our Ball
Busting and Shit-Giving were off a little ("You suck, Hammy! Get
off the field" = Good Insult. "Too bad that umpire didn't get
hurt worse in her car accident." = Bad Insult). But it's early.
We'll get it all together.
Now if I can just get the shooting pains in my legs to stop...
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2000-2004 by gja.
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