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I had my first day of school today. For the most part, I hung out with a third grade class and got a good idea of how things work at Timber Drive. The kids are so cute. I’m going to have fun.

I know there are some fruit juice aficionados out there. Stuff like this bugs me.
This is from the label of Ocean Spray White Cranberry Peach.
“White Cranberry And Peach Juice Drink In a Blend With Another Juice From Concentrate”

Does this sound familiar to anybody else?
My gas needle will go from 1/4 back up to 1/2 tank repeatedly, then suddenly drop to empty. Straight from 1/4 tank to the Low Fuel light being on, and then going back off as the needle moves up?
I really want to put a gallon or two of gas in a can, throw it in Aicha’s bed and drive until it cuts off.
So I bought gas. Gas is too expensive. But I got a free “Gas Mitt” at the station. Have you seen these things. It’s a plastic mitt. It keeps your hand clean. It’s never really been something I was concerned about, but you know there’s going to be that one time, where I spill gas on my hand and then I meet The Donald and he extends his hand but I’ve got gas all over mine. Then he’ll be all, “You should have used a Gas Mitt. You’re fired.”
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Oh yeah! Who wants to go to I NY Pizza after church Sunday?

I love Food Lion’s Extra Low Prices, but when it comes to fresh produce, the Lion’s not the king of the jungle. So, I drove 25 miles looking for a decent head of lettuce. I never realized before how Food Lion has a corner on the grocery market around the Raleigh university district. I went by the farmer’s market to see if there was any tasty locally grown lettuce, but no. But there was this cute little kid with a big sweet potato in his hand saying “Tomato! Tomato!”

I love Aicha. She scoffs at speed bumps and Papa John’s drivers.
I just finished watching Moulin Rouge. That movie rocks. It’s a rather unhappy ending, though. I’m feeling a little depressed. I think I’ll eat a cookie.

[names have been altered for privacy]

a poem for your enjoyment: extrapolations of nomenclature
-by ac and jn

taj nahaj onaj nataj naj otaj
notaj hotaj nonaj nanaj – haj?

Those hand dryers they have in restaurants are completely useless. Why bother to put one in? I guess it’s mainly for looks. If people see one then they don’t complain about not having paper towels. Then the restaurant saves money, because once they put the blower in everybody dries their hands on their pants. That’s really the only reason I wear pants.

I started my job delivering wings and such today.
The good news: I don’t deliver to the bad neighborhoods after dark.
The bad news: I live in one of those neighborhoods.

I just opened a bag of Cheetos. And I thought to myself, “Self, what if these were really Cheese Toes? That wouldn’t be as appetizing.”