My bagel skills are getting tight, y’all.
I baked a batch for Gero’s moving in party and they were promptly devoured. Sunday I baked another dozen and gave half to Sarah and the other half to her parents. They were okay, and so were the bagels. This morning I baked another batch for Ron, who donated a large rabbit cage to Sarah to help accommodate the new bunny, Waboose. Biatch numba four I’m a cranking out and they are looking rad.
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English Club has a new forum. ‘Shclub.
Oh great.
It’s after midnight, and I went out to take a leak when I smelled the chemicals lingering in the darkness.
Someone just tagged the shit out of our stairwell. A quick look at different tags and media used, I guess it was about three to five kids. Thanks a lot, assholes.
On this day in 1859, Joshua A. Norton declared himself Emperor of the United States and protector of Mexico.
Sad day for English Club; Shelly’s off the list.
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Keilor writes:
On this day in 2001, it was a clear, crisp, sunny morning in New York
City. Students were in their second week of school. People were
getting to work in cars, buses, and trains. Alessandra Fremura had
planned on leaving for work at 8:00, but her babysitter was 20 minutes
late. Virginia DiChiara couldn't get her golden retrievers to come in
from the backyard, so she decided to have another cup of coffee.
Kenneth Merlo was supposed to go in the office, but he decided to
spend the morning helping a friend hook up her computer instead of
going to his office. Michael Lomonaco stopped in the lobby of the
World Trade Center to order some reading glasses from the one-hour
eyeglass store. Michael Jacobs was running late when he reached the
Trade Center lobby. He rushed to make the elevator, but the doors slid
shut in his face. A musician named Michelle Wiley was at home in her
apartment. She sat down at her piano in her nightgown and shower
shoes, and stared out her window at the Twin Towers before beginning
to play.
It is also my godson James’ third birthday.
My grandma, Adeline, is not doing so well. She is well into her seventies, and is currently fighting a downhill battle against a cancer of the mouth against which she is now undergoing treatment.
If you pray, please do so for my grandmother.
That was quite a convention. I didn’t watch it on TV, but having looked at transcripts from Zell’s and Dick’s speeches all I could say is wow:
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For it has been said so truthfully that it is the soldier, not the reporter, who has given us the freedom of the press.
It is the soldier, not the poet, who has given us freedom of speech.
It is the soldier, not the agitator, who has given us the freedom to protest.
It is the soldier who salutes the flag, serves beneath the flag, whose coffin is draped by the flag, who gives that protester the freedom he abuses to burn that flag.
–Zell Miller