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De Jour of the Week (2/28/10)

2/28/10

Ehhhhhhhh …

I’m happy, I just met the love of my life
I’ll dream of when I can call her my wife
Minus teeny things that cause some strife

Her beauty left me speechless
Wearing that stunning dress
She kinda stank, I must confess

Her laugh couldn’t be more charming
And a smile light and so disarming
That twitch she had was a bit alarming

She had intelligence to spare and more
With diverse passions she’d never be a bore
Her fear of open spaces could be a chore

She told stories that made me laugh
I think she’s the definition of “my better half”
Her nervous-vomiting was a social gaffe

The girl is quite magnificent
I’d go so far as Heaven-sent
Ignoring, of course, her temperament

Yes, I won’t be able to sleep at all tonight
I’ll be thinking about this girl who makes it all right
This girl who is, mostly, out-of-sight

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My Zombie Roomy (2/27/10)

The zombie brought me a sneaker today. Just one.

I looked at him and I said, “thanks …” and I left a big pause there. A pregnant pause, as they say. I figured maybe he’d explain it, or maybe he had the matching sneaker behind his back or something.

I asked my sister about it and she told me that some people are just bad at giving gifts. She’s right. I dated a girl for a while that was a terrible gift-giver. But one sneaker? That’s the king of bad gifts.

Anyway. I know this is an odd stereotype … but I feel like gay zombies would be great gift-givers, so maybe I misread all that ‘gay’ stuff.

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Weekly Wacko (18)

New Orleans!, February 18 – 21

On the above mentioned days I went to New Orleans for the first time. It was fun. I went with two friends of mine I knew for one semester – my first semester of high school.

The two friends are mentioned in ‘First Day’ (see here). They are Kate and Barbara.

This was going to be a 2-part picture thing, where Katie initially was angry at the ground – and this is part two where she’s cracked the ground by punching it with extreme anger.

Those statues were a bunch of rascals. Barbara and Katie were going to sit by the statues and I was going to photograph that magic, then a family of three walked up and offered to take the pictures. The husband/dad told us, “you know what that guy’s famous for? He was a pedophile. That’s why he’s with a kid.” Weird, funny stranger? Awesome.

Fantastic. Shortly after this we sang, and were booed at. How bad do you have to sing to get booed at by a bunch of drunks at a karaoke bar? Thankfully we were drunk, so we found it all very funny.

We took a swamp tour on a boat. The guy in the back is “Captain Mike.” He probably hates me and my juvenile humor. The two other girls were an awesome couple from Canada. They thought I was an idiot.

No gators? Disappointment!

Ooooooooh!

We got some po boys from a place called “McKinzey’s Chicken-in-a-Box.” We ate them in a parking lot because we couldn’t find seats anywhere.

Pirates were there, and they played music.

AWESOME!

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