42 Dreams of Arizona Bay

I keep doing it. I swear off the evil place, but occasionally I go back to … Evil Wal-Mart.
For regular needs, Target has become my favorite. Everything they carry seems to be more stylish and I don’t feel like I’m wading through a pigpen of discarded items on the floor.
But recently, I faced a double [...]

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The splashing of water in the pool just outside … and several college age boys grunting and hollering like they’re in the middle of a hardcore gay porn. So I’d imagine, anyway.
I could hear the grunting as I drove into the garage. For all I know, they’re still at it.
Allegedly, this is graduation weekend and [...]

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Words I hate to see in headlines, but see all the time:
touted
lauded
feted
probed
I hate them so much that I am never so lazy that I would write them. Yet I see them all the time. Hmmm.
Another random thought:
Thanks to my dad for wiping my butt.
I was in a bathroom the other day while a mother stood [...]

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I live in a city of close to 500,000, and much more than that outside the city limits.
Why can’t I get pizza late at night? Or Chinese food?
Some coworkers and I were plotting our next big thing: the 24-hour Chinese Pizza place.
I’ve complained about the lack of late-night food before. I didn’t really expect it [...]

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Is there a term for grocery shopping rage? Cart anger?
The best time to go shopping for food is late at night, after work. There are few people, and almost never any rude, screaming children. Shoppers still might have their two carts full of food, but still, you don’t bump into them in the aisles and [...]

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So it goes
Kurt Vonnegut dies at 84.
I wish I had something witty to say, but I don’t. I’m just sad.
I was first introduced to his writing in college and then kicked myself for not seeing him in Dowagiac at the Dogwood Fine Arts Festival. I snapped up everything I could find. A friend gave me [...]

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Only in Fresno would you wonder if that rapid popping sound is gunfire or fireworks.
It’s late at night, I’m getting ready to go home, and I can’t be sure. I listen for about a minute, make sure it has died down, and continue to get in my car. I fiddle with the iPod a little, [...]

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