December 2011
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Tuesday Meditations: The House That Ego Built
Spending the holidays with Paris Hilton is all it’s cracked up to be, you guys.
I know I haven’t written for a while, but it’s mostly because:
a. I’m too drunk on tuesdays
b. Tumblr sucks and my stuff won’t upload to my own personal page
c. I needed to gain some perspective on the holidays, my own loneliness and these two things with the context of Paris...
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'You heard me.' by Kate Ruppert
Sorry I was late. I’m cleaning. I have a super fast story. So, this week, the Mrs calls to tell me about a Delta Christmas charity thing she and the Captain went to at JFK. And wouldn’t you know it, the driver of the VIP van caught her eye. For me. His name is Rocky. Rocky is a 400-pound ramp worker who works my dad’s runways at JFK and he just looooooooves my dad, and Rocky, a native of...
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The Moth: Elna Baker →
Watch this.
The ending is totally worth it. Funny, sweet, poignant.
Happy Hump Day!
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'You heard me.' by Kate Ruppert
‘You heard me.’ by Kate Ruppert
December 2, 2011
On Wednesday, I was talking to a coworker, and he made an astute observation. To be honest, I don’t think it was his observation at all, as he’s pretty much a complete dunce, but whatever talk radio host he lifted the bit from was dead on: Like the day after Christmas or the day after New Year’s, the day after the Victoria’s Secret...