July 2011
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CORNY OHIO! →
After all this rainfall I was concerned about my lack of sweet corn intake this year. This article actually made me excited. I feel kind of embarrassed about my excitement. Oh well, rain can’t get in the way of my summer traditions!
June 2011
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Goals
My single goal for this week is to ride my bike. That’s it. Just go on a bike ride.
Tobacco Crack Down →
This reminds me of the label from Thank You for Smoking except William H. Macy isn’t involved, which is just sad.
“toughest and most affective in the nations history”
Yeah I’m not so sure that’s going to work as well as you would like FDA
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Long weekend.....
Tomorrow’s my day off and all I can thinking about is sitting on my keester trying to knit a hat :grumble: reading and drinking some beer. This weekend has so busy I feel like I’ve been holding my breath for the entirety of it.
So my relaxed to do list for tonight/tomorrow:
-bake cinnamon rolls for Father’s Day -read ‘Confederates in the attic’
-knit at least 4 inches of my brother’s hat
-try...
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I just bought double pointed needles to make a hat for my brother.
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Better than satellite radio
While driving back from Parkersburg, wv today my mom’s satellite radio expired. After about 15 minutes of a combination of hold time and explaining her situation, this is what I hear.
Mom: I want to renew for 3 months, I had already renewed that…..It says to call you on the radio. Yes I will hold.
(5 minutes)
Mom: How much is that? Yes, 3 months…..no, not a year, 3 months....
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Today and Tomorrow
I will do the following:
make the ‘bleeding ears’ mix with cover art
go to the grocery store
frost cupcakes I keep forgetting about (seems impossible, right?)
make mac and cheese for potluck
get my paycheck from work
go on a bike ride
ponder whether I should make a cobbler for said potluck
meet up with Stacey
make bagels (mwhahaha)
show her how terrible my knitting is
hang...
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The Microphones on repeat in my skull
I felt your fall,
your winter snows,
your gusty blow,
your lava flow.
I felt it all:
Your starry night,
your lack of light.
With limp arms I can feel most of you.