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obama in my dreams

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

The last couple of nights my dreams have been incredibly vivid, and frankly I’m annoyed. Usually I sleep like a baby. Not my baby. But someone’s baby. So the night before last, a group of us was being hunted. We found ourselves in an apartment waiting for the killers. I think I might have slipped [...]

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i can sit

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Obama can walk and chew gum. Elsie can sit unassisted AND chew a giraffe’s leg.

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goodnight, mr. president

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Simon is dancing Elsie to sleep while I sit here contemplating my new president. Okay, yours too, Elsie Melsie Pelsie. I missed the live inaugural coverage, but am making up for it by watching five hours of coverage tonight. Anderson Cooper has promised to provide me with the full emotion of the day. I imagine [...]

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turkey drunk

Friday, November 28, 2008

Our first American Thanksgiving has come and gone. We ate turkey and considered the pilgrims in a home pulsating patriotism. And by pulsating patriotism, I mean the Christmas tree was covered in American flags. And by covered I mean, the branches were not obvious. Need I say more? Actually I do…need…to say more. The living [...]

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