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couple of days

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Heading to NY

By jelewis8 ⋅ October 18, 2006 ⋅ 2 comments

I’ve been going so hard the last couple of days that when I stop to catch a breath, I realize that my potential for saying something worth reading is drastically reduced by the sudden lack of motion. Motion breeds emotion, and I’m already lacking in significant emotional makeup already, so the handicap is magnified to [...]

A Cankerous Discovery

By jelewis8 ⋅ April 18, 2006 ⋅ 3 comments

So it turns out that cold sores…grow(?) on the outside of one’s mouth, and are presumably contracted by kissing dirty whores, while canker sores, though harmless and annoying, occur inside the mouth. Which is odd, because if I had to make a judgment call, I’d say “canker” sounds much more like a sexually transmitted fever [...]

The Revenge of the New Year

By jelewis8 ⋅ January 11, 2006 ⋅ One comment

I apologize for the last couple of days not posting. If there could be a two day period in which everything seemed to be falling apart around you, you’d either be a participant in the fall of Rome or…me, over the last two days. The thrilling combination of a new freelance job that has me [...]

Writing That Saps the Soul

By jelewis8 ⋅ December 13, 2005 ⋅ 3 comments

Tonight is Tuesday Fun Night, which is the weekly themed event put on by the Vinton Boys (that’s us) in celebration of some wacky combination of movie and food, like Dinner and Movie without the lame television intros and sweepers. Last week I made homemade chili and we watched Get Shorty…the connection should be obvious, [...]

I’m Still Here, You Still Care

By jelewis8 ⋅ September 14, 2005 ⋅ Post a comment

I’m still here. Internets were down for the last couple of days. Bummer. But more later. I’m off to file with Central Casting. I’ll return this afternoon with a well oiled rant about street sweepers. Let me tell you… …but not yet.

I Speak French Now, That’s How Bad Things Are

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 25, 2005 ⋅ 2 comments

Friday arrived like it just spent a couple of days on the road and pulled in on fumes and listening to Molly Hatchet on an 8-track. Because you know, Friday drives a ’69 Impala, olive green exterior, ratty interior with stale cheese fries stuffed in the back seat. No dancing hula girl though, because Friday [...]

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