Life is never predictable. Even with planning.
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Eating alone. Its not a bad thing. I used to have a co-worker where we’d go to lunch and not say anything. No false conversations, pretenses, nothing, nada. Just enjoying the food. I still live those days. Wish more people would. There is clarity in silence.
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In the mailing it in department, I shot in my kitchen. On one side, delish fruit plate. On the other, dirty sink. Because most have both, but most would only share the non-dirty. Compare and contrast away.
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Birthday present (illuminated) next to a Fuller original. Former represents not only a thousand words, but thousands and thousands of miles. Latter, functional art.
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Sometimes I've attempted suicide via shitty fast food ... I am not proud.
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Not sure any more words are needed. Picture = 1,000s of … something something or other.
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On the facebag, I saw an old friends comment about the state and fear that is broadcast hourly by the bobble heads and repeated by those with zero life experience over … well, everything. First the comment. A friend and I were discussing last night how we are growing more…
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This is at least a couple of weeks old. My dogs were dragging. Needed a boost. Not the the teeth rotting meth type of injection, but something chemical none-the-less. Swung into the Sinclair by the house. A couple 5-hour energy mini’s and a rock star should do the trick. The…
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Part I – Driving I recently provoked an argument with my wife over how long it took her to start accelerating after the light turned green. That morning she was averaging a 5-count. In her defense she was not in her phone, she was just tired after a late night…
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I used to work with a uniquely naive “gentleman” who was incessantly lied to by his “idol” over the most trivial of statements. If Idol brought food in, he’d make the claim it was fat free, or low calorie without a hint of question. During our annual salsa pot-lucks, he’d…