As I was walking home from the store tonight, I was asked by a van driver what the street address of the apartment complex was. I told him, then he asked if I wanted to buy the newspaper subscriptions he and his cohorts who were knocking doors were selling. Of course, I said no, thinking that I want a delivery guy who already knows the street addresses.

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Damned hurricane prevented me from seeing Mars. Grr...foiled by nature. The Hubble Space Telescope public site includes a great schematic demonstrating why this event was so worthy of attention. Of course, I could be showing Mars to the public tonight at ASU, but my damned students have already infected me with their germs. Grr...foiled again.

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Yes, I have a cold. Sniffle. Good thing Greg isn't here. He gets all edgy when I'm sick. When he's edgy, he coos at me. Then he gets all angry and hostile and takes care of me. Then his angst drives him to make me hot cocoa from scratch. His internal darkness forces him to bring the cocoa to me in bed and bundle me up in blankets. Man, his edginess can be so annoying to put up with.

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