Confusion
Hide-a-man
If you want to feel like a paranoid detective, vacillating between despair, outrage, and downright morbid terror, watch Broadchurch. Despite my glowing summation, I promise you it is the best show I’ve watched in ages. Season 1 is only eight episodes, and you will devour them like a half-starved bloodhound. (But seriously, a horrifying plot…
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Poor Casey
Me: How can I help you? Her: Can I speak with Casey? She emailed me. Me: Casey is actually a guy. Her: Oh, really? Can I speak to her? Me: The Casey that you got an email from is a guy. Her: Okay. What do I do? Me: Is there something I can help you…
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Different
I’ve been doing some thinking. I’ve been crunching some numbers. To accomplish Tuesday’s boldly declared goal, I would have to walk 10.6 miles a day, every day, for the next 94 days. And seeing as how I have walked 0 miles since Monday, I’m thinking that 1,000 before Labor Day may have been a WEE…