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Maybe it's the awful yardwork-induced muscle pain warping my brain, but this is piece from McSweeney's is awesome: COOKIE MONSTER SEARCHES DEEP WITHIN HIMSELF AND ASKS: IS ME REALLY MONSTER?

I really really really really really really and I mean REALLY appreciate the fact that there is a belgian chocolate shop across the street from my office building. :-)

This has to be one of my current favorite song titles, from Sufjan Stevens' Illinois album:

To the Workers of the Rock River Valley Region, I Have an Idea Concerning Your Predicament, and It Involves an Inner Tube, Bath Mats, and 21 Able-bodied Men

I just had a maddening conversation with a non-nuclear relative. He's always been a strange mix of Mr. Helpful and Mr. Buttinski, and I can never figure out why he acts the way he does...

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So there I was, walking home from a late-late train, up the hill in the dark. Annoyed, distracted, dog-tired. Muttering all sorts of obscenities out of frustration and fatigue.

And there in the shadows, the two deer were looking at me. And I just stopped and sighed, "oh."

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My grandpa is turning 89 tomorrow. Today he introduced us to his lady-friend, who is 88. I think my grandpa has a girlfriend! I haven't seen him this happy in several years ( Read more... )