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July 19, 2010The package is yellow and affixed to my brass doorknob with two thick rubber bands. Inside, thin layers of bubble...
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July 16, 2010Like my brother Paul (author of this article on the many ways people mis-use words), I have long considered myself...
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July 15, 2010The Spin Class and Other Egocentricities Cycling is so not us. The act of self-propulsion is something that we haven’t...
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July 14, 2010She has my John Mayer CD. We dated for a hazy two months. It is hazy not because my memory...
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July 13, 2010I don’t like to write about sports. Many people find this odd. After all, I dedicated almost half my life...
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July 12, 2010My seat is in between the aisle and a woman born the same year as my mother. She looks older...
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July 12, 2010October “This is rock,” he said, smiling and hoisting the bottle of Jim Beam before taking the superhuman swig you’d...
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July 8, 2010The sun is setting and the sky in Los Angeles is push-pop orange. It is not long before dark, and...
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July 7, 2010I was in Grand Rapids, MI a couple of weeks back. I was there for two reasons. Reason #1 –...
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July 7, 2010As my brother and I walk from the parking space we’ve secured a few blocks from the downtown arena, we...
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