The invoices are coming in nicely ...
This is such an inside joke that only one person in the world gets it. Regardless, we continue with Polaroid No.1 ...
I leave now for the farmer's market, where my friend (acquaintance, really) Jessica has quit her job and opened a permanent indoor juice stand. If that's what it's called. Juice stand. They're not smoothies, really. So I'm going with juice stand.
Collar City Hard Pressed is, I believe, the name of the thing. If you're in downtown Troy you should go. Every day. For juice.
Collar City Hard Pressed is, I believe, the name of the thing. If you're in downtown Troy you should go. Every day. For juice.
posted by Geoffrey at 8:27 AM
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And from here I can see...You.
Not too shabby. I can actually start making you out in the splotches of paint. You know, you might actually have an ability here. With this painting thing I mean.
Not with the World Cup commentary, because, well, you just miss the nuances. You're too over the top. Too heavy handed. Too, hesitate to say because I know I have to duck for the backlash, 'murican. I'm about to write an essay that will bring this all clear, but, and just a suggestion mind you, start throwing in some parallels to hockey and NBA and you might start nailing that too.
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