The Red Rose Fiasco
Or, Are French Fries and Coffee a Good Combo?
A man carrying a large handful of small bouquets of red roses entered the restaurant. I was the only customer in the takeout section, and he beelined straight for me, allowing only a few moments of dread to pass before I realized I was definitely the target.
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The Ephemeral Nature of Peanut M&Ms
and other theories
Now down to my last handful of peanut M&Ms, I moved with the rest of the crowd as we were directed across the street to, presumably, get out of the firefighters’ hair.
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Hardcore Running
the lies we tell ourselves
My light teal shoe was soaked through on the right outside part with blood, which another runner noticed and called me “hardcore.” I laughed and thanked her, while feeling simultaneously kind of hardcore and also like a liar because the bleeding was due to a non running-related injury.
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Violin Gore
Disasters in the form of stringed instruments.
But either way, there were several points in my life where it became more and more obvious that violin playing would not be my future. Probably the first hint was the lack of desire to practice. This is most likely not an attitude professional players have.
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Summer Slugs
this doesn’t actually have anything to do with slugs
After putting on the running shoes Mom bought me, the ones she says aren’t very fashionable but are healthy on the arches, and putting on one layer of sunscreen and one layer of bug spray, I headed straight out my front door.
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