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B, my [special friend? boyfriend? lover? if only Expression Engine had a tag that would automatically insert a name for our short but intense relationship…] is coming down from Philly, in the blue state, to  [more...]

Yesterday, the little hole-in-the-wall deli/sandwich spot in my office building was closed, an unusual occurrence. Mrs. Kim is always there early in the morning — you can even get a good breakfast there. I was  [more...]

As I opened the door and stepped out of the garage just now, my foot smashed something crunchy. I realized immediately that I had just stepped on a snail, and was horrified — not because snails are gross and  [more...]