keep passing the open windows

Last night I went to the “Taste of Home” cooking show with my friends Katrina and NHBC. We had a good time. In an eye rolling, OMG, kind of way.
The show was….how should I put it?
Rudimentary.
For example, the host explained the difference between a clove of garlic and a head of garlic. [...]

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My dear friend NHBC and I went to see “There Will be Blood” last weekend.
A serious movie but we both burst out laughing at the same parts. Parts no one else was laughing at.
In one scene, a middle aged, beaten down, achingly lonely man says, quietly, to the main character:
I’m your [...]

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Friday night I met friends (Katrina, MarySue, and Laura) at Eamon Patricks. After MarySue and Katrina commiserated with Laura on the loss of her dear Grandma I told the following story:
“Today I bought a soda at Phils (local grocery store) and it was flat. I took it back to the store to exchange [...]

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My friend Laura is running (okay, possibly, depending on the health and welfare of her feet) a marathon in October in Indianapolis. I promised I would attend to cheer her on. Of course, if she can’t run, we’ll still go and I’ll help her drown her misery in alcohol and barbituates. Okay, [...]

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Friday night we went to Red Zin, unfortunately, Carl Bopp, piano player extraordinaire was not in residence.
At Martini’s I asked the “band” (two guys named Kevin and Dean?) to play “Short People” in lieu of “Happy Birthday” to my dear friend Laura. Now when anyone asks I can say we are [...]

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This is the story I really wanted to tell at my friend Laura’s wedding last summer as a part of my matron-of-honor duties: (but she wouldn’t let me)
Running errands one day with Laura, we saw a very large woman wearing very shiny red spandex pants; next we got a flu shot at a [...]

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