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I took an extra-long walk tonight, listening to the moody tunes of The Dears and enjoying newly-discovered bits of St. George's business sector, barren and empty at this time of night.
On my way back I saw this, so I grabbed my camera and returned to the spot.
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HELL. YES.
YESSSSSSSSSSSSS WEEEEE CAAAAAAAANNNNNNNN! -
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They gave me the run-around; registering me up north even though I gave them a local address and proof of residency for THIS town back in October, so I had to drive from the convention center where all the normal people did their polling all the way to this dumpy little elementary school across town, where I then had to fill out a provisional ( Read more... ) -
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The parade was this morning. I marched for the College Democrats ( Read more... ) -
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“No, you think this is cool, I can see it in your eyes. It’s not cool. We do not have this thing under control. Let me tell you a story. When I was little we had our sewer line back up. Toilet overflowing and all that. So they had to come and root it out, and what they pulled out of the sewer line was a woodchuck. There was a break in the pipe ( Read more... ) -
Cleaning house
I've just sort of randomly been adding people back when they add me and now my friends page is a bit cluttered and I'm discovering much to my own dismay that I don't even know what I'm reading sometimes.
So I'm gonna go ahead and cut a few of you loose.
Nothing personal.
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THE MAGIC BOX.
Holy. Crap.
:D