"IT'S A VERY ORGANIC THANKSGIVING, FATDAVID8"
My wife and I went in with a colleague, N., on a couple of organically-farmed turkeys this Thanksgiving, and this morning the organic farmer's farmwife dropped them off at N.'s house. I happened to be there with N.'s lesbi-partner, awaiting my gobbler and eating her sugar cookies (no euphemism intended), when the turkeys were delivered. While dropping them off,...
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My wife and I went in with a colleague, N., on a couple of organically-farmed turkeys this Thanksgiving, and this morning the organic farmer's farmwife dropped them off at N.'s house. I happened to be there with N.'s lesbi-partner, awaiting my gobbler and eating her sugar cookies (no euphemism intended), when the turkeys were delivered. While dropping them off,...
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There's been a lot of angry, post-election wrangling over why Kerry may have lost and over whether states should secede, over how stupid people are for voting Republican, and over how Democrats should have geared their message so that it would appeal to Republican voters. I think that the last is the real problem: if Democrats had packaged their message in such a way that...
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erica:
I already had you bookmarked as interesting. I like your posts. 
anitalife:
Tenure track . . . so I'm guessing that you're in the "trying to forget grad school" category? My profs never really speak glowingly of the experience. So, you're a real-live professor and you still have to share an office? Yuck. So . . . I'm guessing you're in the humanities?
I think you've nailed the political thing on the head. If they had only run that ad . . .
I think you've nailed the political thing on the head. If they had only run that ad . . .
Slobby Bobby, my office-mate, who's a remarkably messy, oblivious, obnoxious, and self-absorbed Boomer (in some ways he's an apotheosis of the Boomer clich and in other ways he seems to be the embodiment of Asperger Syndrome), and I are experiencing some intergenerational tension in the ol' shared office. Today, he was working in the office late in the day with the lights off, and when...
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anitalife:
Bwa ha ha ha! What fun! My office mate is an eccentric type, but she has a good vocabulary and a background in philosophy.
So, are you doing the grad school thing now, or is this something in your past that you're trying to forget? I can't think of many other jobs that require you to share an office, but you never know. I'm not the best judge of what "the real world" involves.
Nice to meet you, by the way. LOVE your profile.
So, are you doing the grad school thing now, or is this something in your past that you're trying to forget? I can't think of many other jobs that require you to share an office, but you never know. I'm not the best judge of what "the real world" involves.
Nice to meet you, by the way. LOVE your profile.
sicily:
ummm...what does he do in the dark?
I found myself feeling disoriented and adrift today, as though I'd lost my senses of place and proportion.
I was in a fast-food restaurant (I'm using the term "restaurant" loosely, here) and was looking at the size of the small items, and they, of course, were rather large. I then had a look at the large and "super" sizes and determined them to be huge-antic...
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I was in a fast-food restaurant (I'm using the term "restaurant" loosely, here) and was looking at the size of the small items, and they, of course, were rather large. I then had a look at the large and "super" sizes and determined them to be huge-antic...
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Yesterday, my wife, M.F., came home with some shoes from The Shoe Room at Van Maur, which is apparently some sort of shrine to capitalism as expressed via the avatar of women's feet. I thought the shoes looked a little big for her and said so.
"They're for my sister," M.F. informed me. "She wears a size 8, and I wear a 5-and-a-half."
"Wow!" I...
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"They're for my sister," M.F. informed me. "She wears a size 8, and I wear a 5-and-a-half."
"Wow!" I...
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erica:
Hahahahaha.
Today, toward the end of the day, I ran into the dean, Attila. She was standing at her secretary's desk and counting to herself by fives. After she'd reached twenty-five, she glanced up and noticed me loitering about. I must have looked inquisitive or puzzled, because she explained that she had a meeting to go to and didn't know how many people were supposed to...
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My cat said something remarkable today.
While I was in the basement cleaning up this enormous mess that I'd put off cleaning up for months and months, I heard some vigorous scrabbling and scratching from the basement bathroom where the litter box is kept. Then, I heard a moment or two of silence and then more scrabbling and scratching.
Birdcup, one of my cats, sauntered...
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While I was in the basement cleaning up this enormous mess that I'd put off cleaning up for months and months, I heard some vigorous scrabbling and scratching from the basement bathroom where the litter box is kept. Then, I heard a moment or two of silence and then more scrabbling and scratching.
Birdcup, one of my cats, sauntered...
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schoolgirl:
I love that mae west quote!!
manchester_black:
I think the Canadian medium-rare-burger phobia has to do with mad cow or something. Even with your burger well done, they didn't get it hot enough to kill mad cow ... and I should know.
Actually the well done thing has more to do with killing E.Coli than mad cow disease, which you only would be at risk for getting if you ate an infected cow's brain tissue (remember what happened at jack in the box a handful of years ago, thats why all our burgers are well done)
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My wife, M.F., had an interesting encounter recently:
One of the staff members of the department's supervisor whom she supervises (M.F.'s ambitious, unlike her lay-about husband) came in and asked her an odd question. D.N. came stomping into M.F.'s office late in the day and ...
(Well, maybe some information about D.N. is in order: she's pregnant, brassy, and oblivious to her actual self, and...
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One of the staff members of the department's supervisor whom she supervises (M.F.'s ambitious, unlike her lay-about husband) came in and asked her an odd question. D.N. came stomping into M.F.'s office late in the day and ...
(Well, maybe some information about D.N. is in order: she's pregnant, brassy, and oblivious to her actual self, and...
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sicily:
haha, it would have been funny if she had punched her in the stomach right after saying that...ahahhahahahah 
fleurdeguerre:
thanks for the comment, it's really helped cheer me up to have people saying nice stuff to me! There's still a glimmer of hope anyway, so you'll have towatch this space!
This evening, while I was sitting somewhat askew on our back stairs with our two cats, Birdcup and Fishfork, I inadvertently and rather noisily passed some gas. My wife, M.F., called out, "Oh, Nice!", and popped her head into the stairwell for the purposes of making a smart remark. The passed gas, however, turned out to be the first of two installments, and while the...
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My friend E. S. (author of a ridiculous "poem" in the Aug. 4, 2004 entry, "The Man from Nantucket", and participant in the questionable two-part interview that followed in the entries for Aug. 13 and 22) just finished reading Fight Club, which I had convinced him to read, and shares my belief that the movie is more enjoyable than the book, which I had...
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I usually find the degree to which my young nephew, A.B., and youngest niece, K.B., are reactionary literalists to be a little troubling, but their bloody-minded credulousness actually came in a bit apropos recently. The family was all down in Savannah, Georgia, for a holiday and was debating how to spend the last day of the trip. After a bit of wrangling, the options were...
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judypatricia:
I'm almost half-way through the book and I love how it's written. I'd definitely check out more of his stuff. Thanks. 
I was wondering if, in the interest of scientific discovery, everyone'd send me a $20 bill. I'll explain:
While on our separate ways back from eating lunch, my friend S. (last mentioned June 27, 2004) and I were accosted by a remarkably unpleasant-looking and -smelling man who, after delivering a mumbled pitch of some sort, hit us up for some cash for food. S. gave...
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While on our separate ways back from eating lunch, my friend S. (last mentioned June 27, 2004) and I were accosted by a remarkably unpleasant-looking and -smelling man who, after delivering a mumbled pitch of some sort, hit us up for some cash for food. S. gave...
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You are most welcome for my acceptance of your friendship request.
i love those moments of not giving a fuck what anyone thinks...and, i usually find 'disagreeable' people to be the most honest and hilarious! so, if someone pisses you off today, perhaps you should take an enormous shit in their meal!