Sometimes when I have nothing to say, I feel like I should come by here and explain that I have nothing to say.
Like I don't think folks are smart enough to figure shit out without me spelling it out for them.
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No photos. I must be slipping.
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www.jpgmag.com
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I sort of put out money for a digital SLR for business reasons but I've taken far more personal photos with it.
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The guy in the Chinese restaurant called me back to the counter. He explained something about the Egg Foo Yong that I didn't understand beyond that what I was going to get wasn't exactly what I ordered. I just said "Okay" once he stopped talking. When I got it home, it did look a little different but tasted pretty much the same. It was like they just cut the ingredients into sizes that I wasn't accustomed to.
Because that was such a fantastic story I told it to my sister and she said "What if he was explaining that there was spit in your food?"
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My writing is slipping too
Bedrock from Barney rubble
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Here I am in the future, and here you are in my past. Here we are, both of
us, together. Right now. Here. Why though? Is it fate? Destiny? Kismet?
Synch...
2 days ago
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