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post (grocery) run conversations

Monday morning I took a much needed trip to the grocery store to fill my empty pantry shelf and fridge quadrant. It was a record breaking trip: I spent more on that day than ever before on a single visit to the grocer. As such, Skylar’s passenger seat and trunk were both full of newly [...]

post-run conversations

Last Friday morning, in a stroke of comedic brilliance, I parked Skylar all up ons The Tony Train (which is to say I parked my car so close to my friend Antwan’s that he wouldn’t be able to enter it when the time came for him to leave). In a retaliatory — and arguably superior [...]

10^100, and a Sunday morning disaster

I make an effort to see that odfm is updated at least once a week, and often that happens by me writing a post on Sarong Sunday and post-dating it to publish on Monday or some other day of the upcoming week. This week was no exception. Just a few days ago, I came across [...]

why I’ll miss Blake

For those of you who either aren’t paying attention or who have memory issues, let me remind you that the people around me, nearly all of them, are finding their way into engagements and marriages. One of the folks who is in the engagement boat is Blake Cooley, my roommate for another few weeks. He’s [...]

secret admirer?

My roommate recently swapped his gas guzzling truck out for a fuel efficient Scion. Not 48 hours after making the purchase he left his car at an area Walmart and carpooled with a group of sports fans to the Ranger’s game. Upon his return, he found this affectionate letter on his car. There’s much debate [...]