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I always root for Key Grip.

Tell your bank and credit card folks youll be overseas. Give them dates and cities or countries being visited so they don’t flag overseas charges as suspected fraud. Get their contact numbers in the places youll be in case things get lost or stolen.

Twenty bucks is twenty bucks but do you want the DNA sample from me, or are you giving me yours?

OK, everyone loves Hot Pie but give me a serving of that adorkable (and long-time lover) Podrick Payne.

Oh Peggy, in this moment you channeled the wishes of every member of the audience.

I am trying to think of a reason to re-imagine Utopia as the original was released only five or six years ago.

A Ziploc® bag of assorted senbei (aka arare). Perfect inflight when my tastebuds are compromised.

Hot coffee over condensed milk makes the back of my head shiver in the morning.

Ichiro and The Kid.

Have these people ever watched the Olympics?

Real men use fire.

A flight leaving Seattle you say, where recreational pot has been legal since 2012?

You may call it a Naturday, Ill call it a Shandy. It is what we were served and allowed to drink, when we wanted a beer, until we were teens.

Back in the 80s The Dead would spend a week at the Garden in the Fall. Usually coinciding with the week of 5th Ave’s Bookfair and the Village’s street fair. After spending hours in the Garden sweating and rocking out the exhausted crowd would stream out on the city streets. Vulnerable (the venue somewhat sheltered

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2001: A Space Odyssey. The bone to Blue Danube sequence.

Is that a battery pack in your pocket, or are you just glad to see me?

Is that a battery pack in your pocket, or are you just glad to see me?

Hello, is it me you’re looking for?