My Dog is Chelsea

So. Where do we begin? The last 10 days, in a nutshell: • Thursday: Finished everything that I needed to do at work at the last possible second, just in time to come home, pack and catch the red-eye to Newark. • After taking a nap on Friday morning, I borrowed my mother’s car and [...]

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Hooray! I can now rent a car in all fifty states without high insurance premiums. So many stories to tell and so little time to tell them. I’m on the East Coast, where it is no longer my birthday. It ended 7 minutes ago. It’s bedtime. After all, I’m old—I have to go to bed [...]

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I talk about the bus a lot. It’s just kind of where all the action seems to be these days. One day last week, I had a bus driver who I swear was the voice clone of the movie trailer guy. You know, that guy who says things like, “This summer… a civilization… will emerge… [...]

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It’s been approximately three days since my last dose of antibiotics. My throat is feeling a little scratchy and vaguely sore, but I remain optimistic that the strep is finally (finally!) gone. OK, “optimistic” is a bit of an exaggeration, but I am slightly hopeful that these lingering symptoms will disappear on their own (and [...]

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On the way to work this morning, a few minutes after the woman who was screaming, “ALL OF YOU PEOPLE ARE NO GOOD, JESUS CHRIST TOLD ME SO,” got off the bus, we pulled over to the side of the road. [Note: The crazy screaming lady has no particular relevance to this story. Other than [...]

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