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I Swear It Was Justified

I swear it was justified

I SWEAR IT WAS JUSTIFIED

Bob got up very early this morning to do some yard work.

In the middle of his work, he asked me to make him something to eat.

Bob is perfectly capable of making his own food.

However, he was wet and muddy and too dirty to come into the house.

I made him a fried egg sandwich.

He stood at the back door the entire time, back-seat egging me.

I swear, I’ll tell the judge, I swear it was justified

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They Can’t Block Me

they can't block me

THEY CAN’T BLOCK ME

I was in a Zoom meeting.

One man mentioned that he had seen the Blue Man Group.

I burst out laughing.

I thought about the Blue Man Group story line on Arrested Development.

“I’m afraid I just blue myself,” never stops being funny.

No one in this group had seen Arrested Development.

They did not understand the reference.

What a crushing disappointment.

These folks could all use the Method One acting clinic.

I will spend the rest of the day quoting Tobias Funke lines to my family.

They can’t block me.

Can they?

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I’m Hangry for That Book

I'm hangry for that book

I’M HANGRY FOR THAT BOOK

I love David Baldacci.

I heard his lecture series on Masterclass.

He gave a fabulous presentation.

I picked up the first Atlee Pine book, Long Road to Mercy.

It was so engaging that I read it in one sitting.

I picked up the second Atlee Pine book, A Minute to Midnight.

It was so engaging that I read it in one sitting.

And now, to my overwhelming disappointment, I find out that the third book won’t be published until November.

November!

What am I supposed to do for two months?

Wait?

That’s just crazy talk.

I need to know what happens.

I’m hangry, but not for food.

I’m hangry for that book.

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The Protocol for Unattended Bananas

The protocol for unattended bananas

THE PROTOCOL FOR UNATTENDED BANANAS

At the airport, there are constant announcements.

They tell you to wear a mask.

They tell you to socially distance yourself.

They tell you to watch out for unattended baggage.

But they don’t tell you the protocol for unattended bananas.

I felt kind of bad when I saw it abandoned on a seat at the gate.

Someone paid a small fortune for an airport banana, and then they left it behind.

Eventually a woman came by and joyfully exclaimed something in another language.

“Oh THERE’s my banana!” is what I imagined she said.

She picked it up.

And then she dropped it while she continued to rush through the terminal.

Again, I didn’t know the protocol.

Should I chase after her?

Should I alert security?

Should I make a fruit salad?

They called my flight, so I had to go.

I’ll always be a little bit bothered that I don’t know how this story ends.

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There’s Always That One Guy

That one guy

THERE’S ALWAYS THAT ONE GUY

I just got back from a trip home to So Cal.

I was nervous about flying.

But everyone wore masks.

And everyone stayed far away from everyone else.

But there was one guy…

There’s always that one guy…

He sat down wearily at the gate.

And he kicked off his boots to rub his tired feet.

He was not wearing any socks.

Boots.

Without socks.

That’s so gross.

It’s a good thing I was wearing a mask.

He might have seen my horrified face.

Even from an appropriate social distance.

I prayed that I wouldn’t have to sit next to him on the plane.

My prayers were answered.

But he will haunt my nightmares forever.

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Today is National Ampersand Day

National Ampersand Day

TODAY IS NATIONAL AMPERSAND DAY

Today is National Ampersand Day.

Seriously?

The ampersand has a holiday?

Why would anyone want to celebrate this symbol?

It’s only used in writing.

No one ever says the word, “ampersand.”

It’s only supposed to be written in very specific circumstances.

How in the world do you celebrate?

Tacos?

Beer?

Tacos & beer?

It’s not grammatically correct to use the ampersand in this context…

But since it’s tacos & beer, who’s going to complain?