middle aged
I Get Memorial Day
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This week I was Googling for my childhood best friend. We went to elementary school together and, like many childhood relationships, we were only friends because we lived on the same street. We were completely different from each other.
His name was Warren Litherland.
Sometimes You Feel Like a Butt, Sometimes You Don’t
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Photo courtesy of Fail Dogs.
Sharks vs. Jets
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“So tell me what’s been going on around here,” I said to my mom shortly after I had unpacked some of my things and accepted a glass of wine. “Whatever happened with that country club battle?”
“Well,” Mom said confidentially, “it’s still going on. And it has split this neighborhood right in two.” She sighed heavily and I felt bad for her.



