13.05.10 – twenty thirteen, you lovely little snake

For my handsome Vladislav,
Denise Levertov

Love Poem

On Vlad’s birthday I had Chardonnay on my porch, while dreamily shifting my eyes around, opening and closing them slowly and lazily. As on the usual, I lit candles all about. They flickered across the old wooden structures of my home exterior, illuminated the years of wrinkles, crevices, and cracks, and all was calm. Silent even. Victor stopped by for his guitar. He said, “it’s quiet, really quiet, I hear no animals, they’ve gone away, this silence is a foreboding of a swift change in the weather.”

On the day after Vlad’s birthday I worked 9-5 and  6-9. I rode up to catch the Groove Palette. Of course I had tequila and bourbon. With a mild buzz I biked over to Dan’s and ripped the hell out of my Epiphone. Again, on a porch, one much bigger than mine, I dreamily danced a ballet of sorts while an intense rainstorm screamed all throughout Summit Street. The wind angrily drove wild kisses of rain towards me flecking my face while I played and played and played and played. Eventually, everyone had retired, and I sighed deeply and said aloud, “well, it surely always is me that’s still awake, every time.”

Despite the rain, I packed up my guitar and little bookbag, stole Dan’s white fluffly robe and pedaled off towards the quaint little Short North. It was a furious ride. What a blast! I could barely see, but it didn’t matter. I could barely brake, but it didn’t matter. It did matter that I could barely stop smiling and singing.

If it keeps on raining levee’s going to break
If it keeps on raining levee’s going to break
When the levee breaks have no place to stay

When that song came on my shuffle at the eclipse of my ride, I screamed the lyrics at the top of my lungs. When I told Eric Nassau about the event this morning at lunch he said, “oh, that’s one of those moments where nothing matters. Those are great.”

Today, two days after Vlad’s birthday, I rode again in the rain because I simply wanted to. And I remembered that I was born under a bad sign.

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13.04.10 – twenty-five

Narrow Souls

Narrow souls I cannot abide;
There’s almost no good or evil inside.

-Friedrich Nietzsche

One-Quarter of a Century

directionless
ill-focused
the way is the search
the way is being

undaunted
patient
the search is the way
being is the way

some want that tomorrow
I want this today
do not wait to be happy
now is the time to grow

-Kathleen Theresa Ramsey

God’s Minute

I have only just a minute. Only sixty seconds in it.
Forced upon me. Didn’t seek it, didn’t choose it,
But it’s up to me to use it.
I must suffer if I lose it. Give account if I abuse it.
Just a tiny little minute, But eternity is in it.

-Benjamin E. Mays

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13.04.01 – I wore black on Easter

(THIS)

and this…

on “self”

“Everything is a self-portrait. A diary. Your whole drug history’s in a strand of your hair. Your fingernails. The forensic details. The lining of your stomach is a document. The calluses on your hand tell all your secrets. Your teeth give you away. Your accent. The wrinkles around your mouth and eyes. Everything you do shows your hand.”
-Palahniuk, Chuck, Diary

“I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best.”
-Kahlo, Frida

on “vanity”

“There comes a time when you look into the mirror and you realize that what you see is all that you will ever be. And then you accept it. Or you kill yourself. Or you stop looking in mirrors.”
-Williams, Tennessee

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13.03.20 – ’til we meet again, Pisces

Move over Pisces, the Aries Apocalypse is nearing! Extrae, extrae! Read all about it!

This piece is a bit inside and written specifically for a select few, but can be a fun read for other Aries or people that are really bored.

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The four horsemen of the Aries Apocalypse first united during the 2012 Virgoan period. A very Piscean aura encapsulated us, leading me to post lyrics by Radiohead’s “Weird Fishes” on account of our new-found connection. It all comes full circle today at the astrological calendar’s end.

Dan, Liz, Ben and I fell in love with one another. As a collective life force beyond our own understanding, we challenged our souls to embrace each racing moment with integrity, smiles and hugs. We simply hit it off, all of us, all the time, everywhere, somewhere, nowhere, together.

Our first getaway to the dumpy, icky, are-you-kidding-me beach of Alum Creek was coined the “Zanzibar Experience.” Desperately needing to feel young again, we nearly drowned ourselves in laughter while bobbing up and down in that muddy water. Our beach ball lasted all of eighty-six minutes, but we didn’t care.

It was late summer and we didn’t want to grow up, and still don’t, and most likely won’t.

As far as astrology is concerned, I don’t doubt the stars much.

Horoscopes can be a little much, but they’re still fun.

The following information, unless otherwise noted, was directly adapted from a book I own called Ruling Planets by Christopher Renstrom. EVERYTHING YOU NEED TO KNOW TO ACCESS THE REAL POWER OF YOUR ZODIAC SIGN. WEE!

*Some website says, “If you’re an Aries born between the 21st and the 30th of March, Mars doubly rules and controls your destiny. You are full of fire and, on many occasions, brimstone. Power, vitality and high level of energy mark you out from others. You need to work out, get heavily involved with sports and other physical activities which will give you an adequate outlet. You are a great leader and often challenge the status quo because you believe that things can be done better than what they are. This can, however, put you at odds with others and make you a target for enemies. Although you are fearless, you may sometimes need to temper your opinions to fit in with the more conservative crowd.”

Daniel Lange
03.21.1987
Aries, cusp of Pisces
Ruling planet: Venus
Child of Mars in Taurus

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Venus, planet of love and beauty, rules the zodiac sign Taurus. Often portrayed as the companion to Mars, she’s actually the flip side of the same coin. If Mars is desire then Venus is the object of that desire. She could care less about going on the warpath. Her domain is the runway where models play to the cameras. She doesn’t attack, but attract. When you’re a Child of Mars with Venus prominent, all of that aggressive energy is channeled into creating order out of disorder, – and then keeping the peace. You don’t like upsets and will work hard to ensure they don’t happen. This can give you a conservative bent, wherein your focus is on maintaining the status quo. You preserve and protect your interests rather than push the envelope. But at no point is that Mars side of you put to bed. Like a napping dog, you always keep an eye out for anything that might disturb the balance you fought so hard to establish. One unexpected move or surprise knocks at the door and you will defend your turf – tooth and claw.

Your birthday planet tends to attack things head-on. Seized by the urgency of the moment, Mars does whatever it takes to get the job done immediately. But Venus is built for comfort, not speed. Having straings of both can be difficult because you’ll veer one way then the other. Languorous one moment, you can suddenly be up on your feet ready to go the next.  Likewise, if you feel like you’ve given your all and there’s nothing left to give, you’ll haughtily announce you’ve had enough and depart. Thankfully, Venus and Mars prefer to work in concert, and the result is that you are both industrious and scrupulous. Feisty and temperamental, peace loving and gracious – clients and colleagues often don’t know what to make of you. But if anything’s certain, it’s that you won’t settle for second best.

You work hard and play harder. You have healthy appetites and passions and love to have a good time. You also have expensive tastes. Part of the reason you work as hard as you do is because you can spend money as if maxing out credit cards was an Olympic event. Fortunately the Venus side of you is good at wheeling and dealing. She may be the force behind your conspicuous consumption, but she also has a sixth sense for profitable investments.

Because of Mar’s positioning at the time of your birth, your business is other people’s business. Partnerships, collaborations, and forming strategic alliances are key to your advancement and success. Indeed you have a special knack for fund-raising, and if anyone can persuade tightwads too open their wallets – it’s you. Working for mutual interest will always be more profitable than pursuing your own. Nevertheless because you’re so good at what you do – and often have something nice to show for it – jealous rivals may accuse you of being self-serving. Nothing gets your dander up more than someone implying you’re a cheat. And as a Child of Mars, it’s hard not to take out your best one-liner and verbally slap an opponent across the face. But resist temptation. More often than not, it’s others who benefit from you losing your temper.

Elizabeth Martin
03.23.1993
Aries

Ruling planet: the moon
Child of Mars in Cancer
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The moon rules the zodiac sign Cancer. Therefore you Children of Mars with Mars in Cancer are deeply sensitive and tend to consider the consequences before you act. This is due to the calming nature of the moon. The moon is queen of the night, and when she’s out, even the blistering heat of the desert cools under her influence. Yet another reason for self-restraint is you don’t want to give away the fact that you’re easily hurt. The moon makes you sympathetic. You register others’ disappointment or joy in everything you do. Sometimes you resent caring so much, but it’s this very Achilles’ heel that makes you so complex.

The moon rules over the watery realm of the unconscious, which houses your dreams and memories. Lunar emotions are what you feel on the inside, like when you long for something that’s hard to put into words or are wistful and nostalgic. Unlike fire, water can be languid and heavy. IT holds on to feelings. His can make you sulky, but it’s also tremendously creative. Many painters and writers are Lunar in temperament. They draw sustenance and inspiration from the rich soil of their interior landscape. You do too but you’re not as comfortable with it. Mars is active. It wants to be alert and awake. The moon is responsive. It needs time to mull things over – maybe even leap on it. You want to believe in your watery feelings, but you’re also afraid of your inner fire being extinguished.

As a Child of Mars with the moon strong, your past and family ties are very important to you. As are you attachments to things that make you feel rooted and secure. Knowing you have a certain amount of money in the bank allows you to sleep at night, or perhaps you need to be married with children before you can even think about what to do with your life. You’re more akin to a lord in a castle than you are to a crusading knight. Instead of going out into the world, you want to fortify your position into it.

What you have to watch out for is taking on responsibilities before you’re ready for them. The Lunar side of you wants to belong. It will look for anything stable to attach itself to – like the moon orbiting Earth. Yet if you settle down before the Maris side of you ahs had a chance to strut its stuff (or prove itself) then you could be asking for trouble. Your birthday planet doesn’t like to be shortchanged of held back. It will fight and stir up a ruckus in order to be free. Your lunar and martial natures aren’t as irreconcilable as you might think. It’s simply a matter of working with this unique blend of temperaments. You children of Mars born in the autumn, it’s the moon’s fluidity that can be hard to accept. That’s because stoking the furnace of your hurt feelings fuels your willpower. You’re not eager to get over anything, because what will you use as an alternative energy source?

Nevertheless Mars’ position at the time of your birth shows you will move away from your birth family – either physically or philosophically. What may seem like an arbitrary break is actually your Mars side asserting itself. You need psychological distance so you can grow into your own person. You want the decisions you make to be the result of conscious choice, not force of habit.

Kathleen Ramsey
03.23.1988
Aries

Ruling planet: Saturn
Child of Mars in Capricorn
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Saturn, planet of commitment and endurance, rules the zodiac sign Capricorn. Mars is exalted when colored by Saturn, so surrender isn’t a word uttered in your presence. Your determination is ironclad. Yet unlike other children of Mars, you look before you leap. You invest a lot of time and energy scoping out parameters and will run through all the worst-case scenarios before signing on to anything. Your calculations are rarely off, but because they tend to be so down to the wire, they are not for the faint of heart. Many people who support you at the outset of a venture wind up feeling anxious and panicky near the end. When you’re a child of Mars with Saturn strong, the only goal worth aiming for is on that nobody in his or her right mind would go near.

Yet you aren’t fearless. Clients and colleagues might be surprised to discover you’re full of doubts and worries. Loved ones and close friends know this side of you all too well. They’re used to playing sounding board while you review an action over and over again. The conflict between your birthday planet’s need to act and Saturn’s insistence that you be absolutely certain (not like driving with one foot on the accelerator and the other on the brake) creates the friction that’s so essential to realizing the great things you want to do. It just doesn’t make for a smooth ride.

Although you don’t like having a boss, you do your best work when there’s a bane to your existence. Lack of recognition, fear of rejection, and the burning need to “show ‘em all” pushes you to go further than you would on your own. Maris is lost without an opponent. Saturn can’t think straight outside of strict limitations. You need someone to give you a hard time until you develop the necessary self-motivation and discipline.

Because of Mars’ position at the time of your birth, you often want to do a better job than those around you. This can create some sticky predicaments if you aren’t careful. Volunteering to take on Herculean tasks that haven’t been assigned to you could result in associates duping their work on you – while taking all the credit for it. You don’t want to generate a lot of thankless work for yourself. You also don’t want to create enmity in the workplace by acting too aggressively. You have to find a way to shine without being obvious.

This is where Saturn’s innate respect for propriety can help. There is a time and pace for everything. Saturn’s motto is “slow and steady wins the race.” By preventing you from moving up the ranks too fast, Saturn forces you to make the most of your opportunities on an as per needed basis. It may take you a little longer to reach that position of authority, but when you do you’ll have earned everyone’s respect and loyalty along the way.

When you’re a child of Mars with Saturn powerful, then your father plays a significant role. Like any other figure of authority in your life, he is someone you admire but also resent. You want to love him unconditionally, however you can’t help feeling like you’re competing with his other interests. Not all fathers do their best parenting in childhood. Yours may be one who has more to give as you grow into an adult. In any case, you’re bound to recognize some of his shortcomings in yourself, and given time (and humor) you’ll leave past slights behind.

*That random website also says, “If you were born between the 11th and the 20th of April means that you have a broad mind and a full and open heart. This gives you spiritual as well as material ambitions and you will look at life differently to most Aries, indeed most people generally. The thrill or travelling and the excitement of exploring the world and different cultures means that you’ll be plugged into news, current affairs and other topics that give you a deeper understanding of the world that you live in. Progress and expanding your mind, educating yourself and sharing noble ideas with others will make you happy and fulfilled. You certainly have something to teach others and this will be an important component of your destiny.”

 Benjamin Keller
04.18.1987
Aries
Ruling planet: Mercury
Child of Mars in Gemini
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Mercury rules the zodiac sign Gemini. Therefore you Children of Mars with Mars in Gemini possess keen minds, sharp tongues, and love to play the devil’s advocate. You consider complacency to be a sign of laziness, and you will take it upon yourself to mix things up. You’re just as likely to poke holes in conventional wisdom as you are to champion the downtrodden. Provocative and opinionated, you believe a battle of wits is the only way to get at the truth. Nothing gets your pulse racing like a good debate. It almost doesn’t matter which side wins. But consensus doesn’t sit well with you. You will automatically begin looking for faults in the logic – even if it happens to be your own point of view!

As a Child of Mars with a strong Mercury streak, you have a love of wordplay. Like in fencing, words should be wielded artfully and cleverly. One would no more take them personally than one would actually try to harm an opponent. Unfortunately when the person you’re bantering with bursts into tears, you’re truly at a loss for words. This may appear disingenuous to those who don’t know you well, but the simple fact is: you don’t know how matters got so out of hand. You were playing a game. It’s not real life.

This is why you need to develop an ability to read your opponent that extends beyond the adversarial. Just as you have an intuitive sense of where the weaknesses are in an argument, you should also be able to detect when someone’s getting hurt. Athletes – especially those in contact sports – do this all the time. We may be surprised to see opponents fraternize with one another, but this is their way of assuring themselves that what they’re doing is still a game. Ironically it’s no the ferocity of combat that creates a peak performance – it’s the camaraderie. Free of the fear of retaliation, they can increase the level of competition, knowing that they’re not antagonizing as much as they’re raising the stakes. The more you can exhibit good humor and show that there are “no hard feelings,” the more others will be eager to play with you – which is what you wanted all along.

Nevertheless, it’s still your job to ask the tough questions. Like the practice of using fire to burn away the underbrush so new life can grow, your aim is to clear out hackneyed ideas and false assumptions. These sound like the skills of a critic or social commentator, but they’re also skills used by anyone who investigates, examines, or is expected to render a judgment. Giving someone the “third degree” isn’t bad. It’s constructive. Besides, as far as you’re concerned, anyone who can’t stand the heat should get out of the kitchen.

Because of Mars’ position at the time of your birth, friendships often emerge from rivalries… or deteriorate into them. Paradoxically, it’s the people you fight with on first meeting who end up becoming mainstays. This may reflect an off-again, on-again relationship you have with a sibling – perhaps an older brother. It’s important to turn a potential opponent into a sparring partner whenever you can. This isn’t easy, as you’re drawn to chip-on-the shoulder types. But not every antihero is a good guy who’s just been misunderstood. That’s why you need to watch out for people who really are as cynical as they sound.

Oh and there is this stuff too from some other book. Ha.

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You never have to worry about this person’s support or commitment. As soon as you put your shoulder to the wheel, a fellow Mars child will do the same – and together you will surmount the most formidable obstacles.

Love interest – For two passionate people, it’s amazing how cool, calm, and collected you are around each other. The appeal isn’t in the power of attraction but in the bond of friendship. As children of Mars, you both know how your fiery desires flare and then smolder. And in truth you don’t trust them. But you do put your faith in camaraderie. Even if you and your Mars love interest don’t remain an “item,” you will always be friends.

Mate – You are the most important person in each other’s life. If the two of you want to be alone, you have no compunction about canceling plans at the last minute. Subsequently if you’re both in a fighting mood, you’ll have it out right then and there – regardless of whether you’re seated in the middle of a crowded restaurant. You two need to find a way to direct all that aggressive Mars energy so that it doesn’t wind up taking a toll. Keeping yourselves busy with demanding work is key to your happiness.

Friend – You are constantly in each other’s business. People might mistake you for siblings or even lovers because of the familiarity with which you talk to each other and the way that neither of you will let the smallest thing slide. Whether it’s one hair out of place or an off-color remark – your Mars friend will call you on it. And vice versa. It’s nice to know that there’s someone who cares about perfection as much as you.

Colleague – You two are always competing. If channeled positively your drive to outdo each other will result in work that just gets better and better. If it’s negative then the entire office will become your battleground until one of you drives the other away.

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13.03.20 – so late from 2008

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I am machine
I am on or off
No in between

My heart is beating
Though not alive
I laugh and cry
But feel nothing inside

If I move from this life
I lose everyone I love
For they’ll know my truths
And the further they’ll shove

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into the dark
And the wiser they will become
once in their hearts I have no part

 

 

-words scattered on scraps,
circa September of 2008-

 

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13.03.08 – Earth Night 2012 Photos

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13.02.06 – farting around

Golly gee whiskers! Getting old is the way, I say!

Having had three solid days off from the labor force, I mentally engaged myself into farting around instead of taking the overnight into Manhattan. And what bliss it was indeed.

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Manhattan.

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Farting around.

I hadn’t read Vonnegut until about three years ago, and having read Galapagos first, I had a fit when I read Slapstick. I fell in love, to say the least. And then I read A Man Without a Country in which I read the line, “I tell you, we are here on Earth to fart around, and don’t let anybody tell you different.”

Monday’s farting around started slowly, sweetly, and rather pungently.

As of late, there has been a musty musk aroma in my bedroom. I have pinned it on incense, candles and Gavin the dog.

Immediately, I set out my paints all over the floor and stared at them for a long time as I found things to tinker with in my room. It was difficult considering I had to tiptoe around canvases, acrylics, brushes, jars of water, and the like.

Sometimes I set out to do things and become very distracted. However, if the thing I set out to do is in my face, I’m more likely to get to it at some point sooner than later.

Luckily, there were no spills, and even if there were, my drop cloth would have collected the mess.

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Drop cloth.

Next, I sat down. I sat down and looked about. I sat down and looked about for a long time. Until suddenly, I noticed my W-2 form nearby. I picked it up and decided to take care of that nonsense. Farting around can and often does lead to accomplishment.

At one point, Stan came over and taught me how to string my guitar. Yes, I’ve only had a guitar for 5 years, but I’ve always had other people do that technical stuff.

Finally, I slithered down to the floor to paint.

My phone wouldn’t hold a charge. It eventually died and never turned back on. It was brand new.

Then, Jesse came over because I was too lazy to go to him. We watched “The Increasingly Poor Decisions of Todd Margaret” and ordered a pizza. BOOM.

Oh yeah, Dan came over too. It was lovely to see him. We smoked a few cigarettes while I listened to his Christopher Walken impersonation, which is always a treat.

I smoke infrequently. I hear they’re pretty bad for the body, but some of my best words are spoken between a drag and exhale and another drag and exhale. Thank goodness I roll them most often. No, no, no, I’m not saying that’s any better! Goodness.

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A cigarette.

Tuesday’s farting around required leaving the house.

Since I still had a dead phone, I set out to the Sprint store. There I ran into mo’ problems. After about an hour-long battle, they decided to send me a new phone. Thanks.

There was no one to call, no one to text, and no Instragram to visually collect my adventures. Now that is cool. It’s very freeing.

Home seemed boring so to the thrift store I pranced, well drove, which was a bad idea because I have bad brakes. So I mumbled something aloud, you know like a prayer to God, and reminded myself that they aren’t that bad, they function correctly for the most part and I really wanted to go to the thrift store.

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Brakes.

Pants. The pants section, not jeans, but like the old lady pants. I always score in that section. While perusing I overheard some chick blabbering on her phone across the way. I immediately smiled and prayed to God again thanking him for my new phone that was on the way and that I was grateful in that moment that I did not have a phone. Phones are so pretentious.

Before retiring, I waltzed up to Press Grill for some grub.

“Excuse me, but I wanted to commend you on something.”

With my mouth full of focaccia bread and a wilted piece of spinach smothered by an extremely salty batch of balsamic vinaigrette I replied, “mmm.”

“Franzen, Franzen, um, excuse me, Franzen is depressing,” he said as he picked up my copy of The Corrections.

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A book.

“I see, well I just started it and I’ve never read him before.”

“He writes about family. I prefer Freedom. It has a deeper narrative.”

His said his name was Charlie and had a British accent. He studied somewhere important in England. He wore important clothes. He had an important haircut. His friends talked about politics. They were also very important.

He amused me. I nodded frequently while he mouthed half-sentences and excused himself excessively.

Before his departure, he said, “Here, you don’t need this page, would you mind writing your number on it? Not to, well, yes with intent to ask you on a date, but I also know someone who fixes brakes.”

So I ripped out the title page and gave him my number. What’s the worst that could happen?

Wednesday’s farting around was easy for by then I had it down to a science.

I woke to strange dreams and strange thoughts.

I walked to the porch to look for my phone. It was there.

I activated it. It charged.

I put on a new dress that I bought while at the thrift store. I felt pretty.

I responded to about twelve text messages.

I wrote some things on Facebook that made people mad because I like to pretend that I am an ignorant conservative Republican.

I called Ian to check on his father’s condition who currently resides in a hospital in Zanesville. He is stable.

I found out Ian was in town so we went to Half-Priced Books.

I bought Freedom, 1984, Animal Farm, Metamorphosis, Call of the Wild, and Notes from Underground.

I also bought some vinyls, the Alice in Wonderland soundtrack by so-and-so, The Doobie Brothers Greatest Hits by, you guessed it, The Doobie Brothers, American Woman by The Guess Who, Light Up the Night by The Brothers Johnson, and Live at the Jazz Festival Bern by Dizzy Gillespie and friends.

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Alice in Wonderland vinyl.

I came home, popped a bottle of red wine, lit some candles, lit some incense, pet Gavin the dog, read books and listened to Dizzy.

I sent Charlie a text that read, “I bought Freedom today. Thought you’d get a kick out of that,” in response to Charlie’s text that read, “Hi Katie Ramsey, Charlie here, I’m going to reread The Corrections and see if I missed anything. Here’s hoping!”

I thought about what I normally do, which is run around like a crazy person in order to maximize my experience with society.

I thought about how much I prefer staying in and doing what “old” people do.

I also realized that I am not that old.

Golly gee whiskers! Farting around is the way, I say!

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