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Icicles, Icicles Baby
Last June, you might recall I moved to the 4th floor of CheeseGov HQ. We had a summer intern starting, and the Powers That Be wanted us to have a dedicated spot where we could collaborate, so they granted us a temporary reprieve from the hoteling concept we’d been forced into five months earlier due
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I was a willow last night in a dream.
Halfway through the Heart concert Thursday night, I glanced over at Tara and saw tears glistening in her eyes. “Why are you crying, babe?” I asked. “Collective effervescence,” she said, as if I had any clue what that meant. I just shrugged, ’cause Ann and Nancy Wilson were rippin’ through “Crazy On You” like they
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Why should hurricanes have all the fun?
When Tara suggested we put up our outdoor holiday decorations last weekend, I was hesitant. It seemed a little early to me; after all, the turkey was still in the freezer. I never like to rush the holidays along. But, she pointed out, it was going to be a balmy 50°. “We should take advantage
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I shouldn’t have peeked at the blueprints.
When you buy a used house, you inherit items the previous owners left behind—either intentionally (a pond full of koi) or accidentally (brand-new oven mitts, price tags still attached, that had slipped behind a kitchen drawer). Our excitement over the latter discovery was way out of proportion; we high-fived each other like we’d just won
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No offense to Henry and Heidi.
A few months ago, I wrote about how much I love giving a fake name when placing a food order. Yesterday, this backfired on me. I was back at Casetta Kitchen, just like in August. Ordered the same sandwich. Gave the cashier the same fake name: Dexter. Everything was going smoothly until he flipped the
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I’m a “When in Rome” guy.
Occasionally, Tara or I will have a song stuck in our heads. Often without rhyme or reason. When this happens, we’ll have Alexa play it. Last Thursday is a great example. As we were getting ready for work, Tara said, “Alexa, play ‘Suffer in Silence’ by The Frames.” This was a very out-of-left-field pick; we
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