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Isn't it odd that you can have a great morning, an okay day, a bad evening, and then, somehow, by the time bedtime rolls around, it's all ok again?

Does anyone out there feel me?

This may be blasphemy, and I may earn myself lifetime of isolation and banishment for saying this, but:

I firmly believe that Antonio Scarpaci is a way better taxi cab driver than Latka.

Discuss.

Good weekend. Unexpected, but very, very good.

These are the things that I think about. And yes, all of these are originals ( Read more... )

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I don’t know is on thirdOver the past year and a half, I have been making an effort to reconnect with old friends from home. Sure, it’s only a phone call, but it’s good to stay in touch. I’ve found that, in general, most of my friends have never been good at keeping up and that it (usually) has fallen on me to make the calls. Once we’re on ( Read more... )

Tonight, I was reading through The Pinnacle of Karate, the book on which the style of Tae Kwon Do that I used to study was based, when I found this mental exercise. I like it ( Read more... )

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So about two weeks ago I had an unfortunate revelation. The unholy alliance of holiday meals, travel, working out of my car, being busy at work, and just a general state of “bummed out” have combined to make me tubbly again. No, I’m not fat, I’m just not [remotely] near where I need to be. And no, John, this isn’t a New Year’s resolution, so ( Read more... )