Day 251: 400 Words About Shopping Carts

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Oh nice, it’s Thursday again. Time to creep somebody out by asking them to name a number and an object! This weeks prompt came from a co-worker, who had no idea what was… Continue reading

Day 250: Turning It Around

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It’s fucking Wednesday. The rest of the week holds nothing for me. There’ll be a long drive. My doctor’s going to look at me like I’m a fucking idiot. The game will get… Continue reading

Day 249: This Is His Day

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This is his day. His Reeboks are crisp. Maybe they’re too crisp. They could be blindingly crisp. Some passing pedestrian could be temporarily distracted by them and run into a hot dog vendor.… Continue reading

Day 248: At Least We Have A New Fearless Leader [Beer League Roundup Week 7]

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What’s up, Beer Leaguers? As you can tell by the title, the brief and terrifying reign of Zook is now over! We all have the right to point our fingers at him and… Continue reading

Day 247: Because I Got To Work Early [Top 5 Top 5 Sunday]

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Trust me, I know it’s early. I had to wake up at the buttcrack of dawn to do training for work. And even though it took me forever to find a parking spot,… Continue reading

Day 246: Baseball Haikus – Renegades vs Cyclones

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Slow concession standsNobody is in a rushSo we’ll miss first pitch Joe “The Nord” GenordCouldn’t finish his at-batAvorded The Nord Middle of the 2nd: Renegades 0, Cyclones 0 Stolen base challengeDoing what the… Continue reading

Day 245: I’d Rather Keep Masking My Emotions [Friday Thoughts W/ TeeCoZee]

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Good Moleman. Who the devil are you? I don’t know who you are, but I’m sure you’re a jerk. It’s Friday, May 21st, Twenty-Two One. The weather in Astoria is 75˚& Pantone 13-4304… Continue reading

Day 244: 342 Words About My Parent’s Bed

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Hey, cool, it’s Thursday already. Time to bother somebody I know to pick a random number and object so I can have an excuse to write something stupid! This weeks suggestion comes from… Continue reading

Day 243: Into The Slog

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Into the slog The mountain goes much higher And I’m too far lost in it To even notice how far I’ve come * Into the slog Ideas are harder to grasp Words turn… Continue reading

Day 242: Maple Cleans Her House

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She wakes up on a pile of clothes. She wouldn’t slept on her bed, but it’s housing another pile of clothes. So it’s be like sleeping on a steeper mountain of clothes. Maple… Continue reading