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I don't have a dog. I also didn't read journals since yesterday afternoon so am not influenced by all the good things that make you guys you. Sometimes it happens where you write a thing similar to what someone else has written. Like last night at work a longtime customer (big mouth) and his roller-curled-hair girlfriend, very nice, smiley people (this was the first time I'd seen them since my return to work), came up to pay and made me ask myself, doesn't he ride a motorcycle? He was chatting with my boss at the time and what came out of his mouth was, "Remember that guy who rode a motorcycle?..." Whoa. Then I knew, no, he doesn't ride one.
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Oh my dog is the new expression. If you don't believe me or want to fight the urge to use it, go here. You'll innocently show this to your friends and loved ones and next thing you know everything will be 'oh my dog.'
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Another interesting twist to the evening came courtesy of the man using the urinal. That's what the door is for, bub.
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Rachel called me at work to tell about the fire up the street from grandma's house. She told the story so well, not full of ums, and very clearly. Grandma lost power and took the kids to her mom's.
Chris goes home the same route and thanked me for letting him know not to tonight. I, however, dared to see what damage the car hitting the telephone poll did, but was stopped by police directing traffic to make a right and drive through the airport. I was car #1 and didn't know the route at all. Here comes the good part. I turn right and roll around a culdesac ... rearview mirror tells me cars behind me turn right and roll around same culdesac. What to do?! I turn on my brights, worry, and drive on until the next stop sign. To my left appears to be a business parking lot, in front of me appears to be a business parking lot, and to my right looks like another culdesac. I did what any other highly confident and intelligent individual would: sat and waited for someone else to take the lead. I've always proclaimed myself a leader by following.
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Oh my dog is the new expression. If you don't believe me or want to fight the urge to use it, go here. You'll innocently show this to your friends and loved ones and next thing you know everything will be 'oh my dog.'
~ ~ ~
Another interesting twist to the evening came courtesy of the man using the urinal. That's what the door is for, bub.
~~~
Rachel called me at work to tell about the fire up the street from grandma's house. She told the story so well, not full of ums, and very clearly. Grandma lost power and took the kids to her mom's.
Chris goes home the same route and thanked me for letting him know not to tonight. I, however, dared to see what damage the car hitting the telephone poll did, but was stopped by police directing traffic to make a right and drive through the airport. I was car #1 and didn't know the route at all. Here comes the good part. I turn right and roll around a culdesac ... rearview mirror tells me cars behind me turn right and roll around same culdesac. What to do?! I turn on my brights, worry, and drive on until the next stop sign. To my left appears to be a business parking lot, in front of me appears to be a business parking lot, and to my right looks like another culdesac. I did what any other highly confident and intelligent individual would: sat and waited for someone else to take the lead. I've always proclaimed myself a leader by following.
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