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Found parking quickly this morning! Yay! Salomé and the kids are back tonight! Yay! Going back to Hartsdale. Boo! Last night’s slam… Need another day to digest it. Maya Azucena: WOW! The slam took a back seat to her performance. Read my new poem (the end result from last week’s free write) at the end

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Looking for parking in the morning so completely sets my day off on the wrong foot! Looking for it in Brooklyn Heights on a Monday morning – where after driving around for 30 minutes, you stick it on a meter and cross your fingers you’ll ONLY get a ticket – sucks like a five hour

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Three posts in ONE day? Bonus round! :: how jedi are you? :: Which John Cusack Are You?

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“The most common misperception about financial planning that many Americans adhere to is that you can’t afford to retire if you don’t have a million dollars in your retirement account. That assumes everyone needs a million dollars to retire. The most damaging effect of the statement is to cause the average citizen to throw up

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When I first came on the slam scene, I ranted a lot. In my poetry, I mean. Or what I was passing off as poetry. :-O My free write from yesterday was turning into something interesting by the end of the day, too complex to finish before Urbana, and I wanted to read something new

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This is what happens when you take a notebook with you to lunch… “The View From Airplanes” (1st draft, free write) From the air I remember the city of brotherly love mostly for the fact that I don’t remember it at all. Like movies filmed in Vancouver non-descript vague images of buildings not tall enough

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Good thing: one stop commute to work this morning, got in at 8:45am! Bad thing: parking in Brooklyn Heights sucks as bad as anywhere else. Ended up in a corner spot, crossing my fingers that we don’t get another ticket! Tonight’s Urbana semi-finals has the potential to affect our Finals. If Shappy or Dawn win

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What ever made me think that I’d find convenient parking when I decided to drive in this morning? Ended up in a parking lot after driving around for 20 minutes looking. Planning to avoid Hartsdale while Salomé and the kids are gone so I had to pack a bag this morning to get me through

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In the breakup with my last girlfriend before Salomé, I left a trunk full of personal items behind that my ex threatened to throw out. She never actually did throw it out but I never got it back either. There were a lot of things in that trunk I’d like to get back, not the

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Almost forgot about the movies! Rented Drumline and Barbershop this weekend. … Finished hating? Ok. Drumline was the infectious sugar-coated confection I expected it to be. The marching scenes were amazing and the storyline was solid if predictable. I love these teeny-bopper movies! This one’s up there with Varsity Blues. Wasn’t sure what to expect

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