I’m listening to the big game between Fresno State and Wisconsin.
I don’t like football. I don’t even understand it. I don’t know the score. I am not at the stadium nor am I watching it on TV.
Instead, I can occasionally hear the crowd roar in a distant whisper like waves breaking on the beach in [...]
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I fixed something on my own yesterday.
Last Christmas, I bought my cats a water fountain because I noticed that any chance any of them got, they liked to drink running water. It was expensive, it was confusing to put together, and worst of all, they were scared of it for a couple of days. But [...]
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I can pinpoint the exact age, perhaps even the same hour that one becomes cranky and old.
About 1:30 in the morning, when a loud conversation and vapid giggling can be heard, once again, at the hot tub.
I was armed with a long, built-up irritation with the loudness at the pool, especially late at night. And [...]
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11 of my colleagues leave Friday.
Today, we say goodbye to them before the tears and final hugs. I really hope I can keep it together.
“For the first time since I was 17, I don’t have to get up and work on Monday morning.”
“I’ve been in this building since I was 19.”
That’s just from two of [...]
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It’s well-known, at least among Fresnans (natives or longtime Fresno dwellers) that the Fresno area is weird. Weird things happen here. It’s the place where a man (Marcus Wesson) can have sex with his relatives and then direct them to kill small children. It’s the place where a woman (Larissa Schuster, technically of Clovis) has [...]
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Quote of the day:
“All of the glassholes are in the conference room, aren’t they?”
I heard a new one, and was delighted by it. It’s a play off glass offices, or the important people with windows and real offices.
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Tool’s Aenima
I think this is their strongest album. The one that I listen through the most.
And I’ve been on a Tool kick in the last week, despite normally being a song-by-song sort of girl lately.
Tool / A Perfect Circle / Puscifer /anything Maynard James Keenan touches is worth a listen. Again and again.
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