August 14, 2010
M eats a molcajete bigger than his head
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August 13, 2010
Theater in downtown Bowling Green
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August 13, 2010
Where the streets have no name
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August 13, 2010
Giant City Lodge
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August 11, 2010
I ain’t nobody’s bitch
I’m what you’d call your average Cardinals fan. I like to go to games occasionally, preferring to watch them from the comfort of my couch and the affordability of my fridge. I know who the players are and what position they play, although the calculation of ERA still flummoxes me despite M’s best attempts at Wifely Baseball Education. I have my favorite players, and sometimes they get traded and I have to pick new ones. I will probably forever mourn the loss of Rolen and Edmonds. I have fun figuring out what their at-bat songs are because I think they tell a lot about a player, and Fredbird never fails to crack me up even after all these years.
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August 10, 2010
Scooter and rainbow flare
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August 9, 2010
Thank you for my shelter
I am amazed. I am in awe. I am humbled.
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August 8, 2010
Which way is up?
Death is never easy. Even when someone is sick and you know the end is near, it’s not any easier than when someone is ripped tragically from your life. When it’s a combination of the two (damn…I knew he was gonna go, but I didn’t think he was gonna go that fast), another element of oddity and grief is added.
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August 6, 2010
Blue Stripes
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August 5, 2010
Finally, a thorough explanation
Everyone should read this phenomenal article on infertility. Everyone. And anyone who has ever said, “Just relax and it will happen” should have it printed and stapled to their forehead.
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