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Month: January 2003

Scarred For Life #1: Screw In The Bloody Keds

Scarred For Life #1: Screw In The Bloody Keds

One of my cousins recently commented on a couple of my older journal entries and reminded me of a night that left me scarred for life. It was December 5th, 1986, and it was raining off and on. I had plans to go to the bowling alley with my friends, and Meredith and I decided to walk from her house to Rochelle’s before leaving. It was dark, but it was only a short way up Bullock Street. We didn’t even…

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Time to Draw the Line

Time to Draw the Line

I remember watching a children’s television show where the host was also an artist. He’d challenge the audience to send in doodles of squiggly lines with which he could create new artwork, and letters from all over the country would come to the studio, all with funny squiggly lines. Then, right before our very eyes, he’d take a squiggly line and add more squiggly lines to it, until voilà—there, for all to see, was a new drawing. During my breaks…

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The Meaning of Life Ain’t Crap

The Meaning of Life Ain’t Crap

Let’s review, shall we? Cat Shit I must be considered one of the top experts of feline poop out there because not only does my cat love to leave samples of it around for me to clean up after, but cat shit is my top search referral on this site. Seriously. I get an average of at least one “cat shit” search referral a day—only 10 days into January of the new year, and already I have 13 search requests…

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About One Volunteering Activist, Out To Save the World

About One Volunteering Activist, Out To Save the World

Dear Ndugu, Last time I wrote to you, I may have mentioned Human Encyclopedia’s elephantine ways. I fear that I may have painted for you an entirely wrong picture of the man. I did not actually mean to say that H.E. is like an elephant—though he can do a pretty damn good imitation of one upon request. What I actually meant to say is that H.E. has a mind like a sieve? sponge, and if you ask him whether or…

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Here Comes Santa Again

Here Comes Santa Again

Well… this year is turning out to be eventful so far. I spent the weekend taking down the lights and the tree, and none too soon, considering how far too generous my cat has been. She’s been leaving me lovely little presents under the tree since the holidays, and really, I would much prefer she leave them in the litter box. Then the week got off to a bad start. It began at night with a dry pitter-patter on the…

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