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1. Sheila Ryan on October 16th, 2009 at 11:34 am

   “That is a really big red flag to the guy.”

   No comment.

2. Sheila Ryan on October 16th, 2009 at 11:49 am

   Redheads. We’re frisky.

3. Andrew Simone on October 16th, 2009 at 11:51 am

   It’s a little known fact (even among my closest friends), Sheila, that I have a weakness for redheads.

4. Michael Smith on October 16th, 2009 at 12:06 pm

   Not so little known now.

5. Sheila Ryan on October 16th, 2009 at 12:07 pm

   Andrew, you and George, the fellow who came to fill up the propane tanks the other day.

   He called me “Red”.

6. Andrew Simone on October 16th, 2009 at 12:09 pm

   First time you hear that one, I bet.

7. Andrew Simone on October 16th, 2009 at 12:10 pm

   True, Michael.

8. Andrew Simone on October 16th, 2009 at 12:17 pm

   Being rattled like that has only happened to me three times before. Once at 18, 20, and 24. All those stories have the quality of a Salingerian parenthetical.

9. Sheila Ryan on October 16th, 2009 at 12:20 pm

   In truth, Andrew, it’s only gentlemen of an older generation, such as George and various wineheads I knew when I lived in Chicago’s South Loop.

   And I’m not even sure they are that much older than me, but it always feels as though I’ve been transported back to the 1940s when a man addresses me as ‘Red’.

   The wineheads also called me ‘Slim’, but I’ve put on some pounds in the decade since.

10. Sheila Ryan on October 16th, 2009 at 12:25 pm

    Sounds as though you’re still a mite rattled. In a not-unpleasant way.

    Damn. Now I’m recalling that revery of Joseph Cotten’s from Citizen Kane, not that he spoke of a redhead. But it is a very beautiful moment in the film, and now that I have mentioned it, I’d best go dig it up.

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