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Dreaming abt a winter parade. Reindeer, elves, goblins hoisting sacks of kindling. Squint against the snow. Stamping feet, jingling bells. 11:54 PM Dec 7th from web |
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Breakfast: glazed donut, plain donut, small coffee (50% French roast, 50% hazelnut). This is the Truckstop Special. 10:50 AM Dec 7th from web |
Beautiful day. It's official: SF no longer obeys the tilt of the earth. Temperatures are now assigned to days via stochastic process. 11:03 AM Dec 5th from web |
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Otis Redding on stereo. Smell of bacon. Clink of glasses. Complex turkey-related maneuvers taking place outside. My job? Pet the dogs. 2:51 PM Nov 27th from twitterrific |
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Making peace with the fact that I really can't cook. I'll bring board games to Thanksgiving instead. 11:20 AM Nov 26th from web |
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