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... if you have Netflix and like magic, you really need to see the documentary "An Honest Liar" about the Amazing Randi who devoted his later years to debunking popular faithhealers and "psychic spoonbender" Uri Gellar in the 70's... I promise you will not be bored...
... so, the treadmill, the elliptical, the jump rope, bicycling to the grocery store, task upon task upstairs full of oak furniture, kill the gravity, you now dominate the bathroom scale... eye of the tiger!!
... the bathroom scale? Woo... stomp-stomp-stomp...
*cough*
... all in the name of science... I miss you too...
Your call is important to us, please hold...
"Hello, Dad?"
"Hiya kiddo, what's up?"
"I wanted to let you know I'm legally changing my last name back to yours, he was never my father...."
... and I clutched my heart...
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When I was 12 years old, my parents packed all of us kids in the Chevy station wagon and we took the painful trip from Seattle WA to Broken Bow OK, where Grandpa finally told me how he lost his thumb in a train accident, and Grandma asked me if I liked peanut butter on my waffles...
Decades later and every time I mix maple syrup and peanut butter in my kitchen, I get a little misty-eyed...
It was a sweltering summer 104*F day, early afternoon with the cicadas
quite possibly
I turned on the bathroom light yesterday and my mirror looked back at me like a Johnny Depp cartoon character, I wasn't sure if it was really me who was leaning in over the sink... scratched reading glasses, John Deere t-shirt, topped with a swamp hat made from Peruvian canvas... I live alone but I still found the need to whisper, "Who are you? You look like Hunter S. Thompson with a mustache..."
Thanks to a recent bid on Kickstarter.com, I'm now the proud owner of an electric Yamaha violin... you may find this funny, but honestly this weekend was the first time I had ever held a stringed instrument, thankfully my wonderful instructor lives
and how do you tie a bowtie? do that again...
I'm guessing that many of you know I like to perform magic, especially for local kids whose parents have a love/hate relationship with old white dudes like me, most consider me as the community babysitter while the rest think I'm a lurking threat to society. I live in a ground-floor unit of a 22-building apartment complex and as fortune may have it my patio faces the one and only playground in the area... so from time to time I've been inclined to test out some of my new effects on the kids that hang out in the courtyard directly across from my sliding glass door. They have since nicknamed me "Magic Man!" (always with an exclamation point).
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Cold shiver ran down my spine. O.O