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see spot run.

So you know that thing where I haven’t been able to see properly for years?  Turns out I needed glasses.  Go figure. I came out of my first optometrist appointment in 11 years with giant pupils, a headache, and a … Continue reading

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look ma, no hands.

I just saw a man walking down the street with a cellphone velcroed to his head.    Seriously.  Two straps wrapped around his head, holding his phone.  And he was talking on it.  Which means that he constructed this contraption so that … Continue reading

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i spy.

  –         an old man in a track suit, doing chin ups on a tree. –         a four hundred pound man with a tiny dog peeking out of his jacket. –         a woman with Tammy Faye Baker eyes, whose drawn-on … Continue reading

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