May 28, 2009
For Cindy and Amy
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- Joel Bernstein: I know right?
- Rick Neece: Being nice is a dainty way to put it.
- Rick Neece: Hey Cristopher? Who cried “uncle” first, at the end of your ten-year stand-off? To quote my...
- Michael Smith: Ours is the kitchen.
- Amy Mabli: That’s what happens when you give the dogs the bed.
- Deron Bauman: Sweet Jesus.
- Michael Smith: Don’t we all.
- Pam: I have a story coming out soon in a ‘little mag’, Chicago Quarterly Review. An old friend recently...
- Pam: And I thought, somedays, that my work was meaningless…
- Pam: I remember Eggleston at the Art Institute in Chicago a couple years ago. He was elegantly dressed in a dark suit...
- Christopher Walken: Hey Clusterflockers, Realize y’all are hurting. I’ve been a really close friend of my...
- Marco: This works pretty well in mobile, more so in iOS
- Michael Smith: It was not the intent of management to imply all sissies are “namby pamby”. Management was...
- Rick Neece: I take umbrage with the term “namby pamby.” Some sissies are fierce.
- Carole Corlew: Shelia. Happy no big deal day. I would start your very own post but this phone is in semi rebellion.
Those were some photogenic steak fingers. I couldn’t help myself.
Just as I couldn’t help myself taking a picture of you taking a picture of them, hon.
Steak fingers, eh? That some kind of babyfoot thing?
I’m sure the regulars at the Windom Feed Sack thought we were from another country.
Ahhh, that’s what I was waiting for. Thank you, India. Thank you, Mike.
We should have done a Borat skit. “Halo ale you Texas fry food lafers–you haf Everything! You fry the penis?”