Monday Mar 29, 2004

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Went to the racetrack this weekend. It wasn't what I expected-- the races were really short. I guess I thought it would be more like NASCAR on horses.

And then I was woken up at two in the morning by someone playing the extended dance remix of "Tiny Dancer" on our piano. Apparently my roommate failed to inform his guests of the "No Elton John" rule.
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My days of killing cars full of nuns are over. And yes, i realize how lucky i was in all things that night. Needless to say it won't be happening again. People my dad's age tell stories about cops doing that stuff back in the days of yore...i've never heard anything like that in modern times.
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now you would THINK that the people who run the races would think about, you know, ways to reach towards grouchy old grandpas who hang out at OTB. that guy who directed "sea biscuit" thinks that pre-teen girls would be a perfect market, and that makes sense, you know. back in the '20s and '30s, it competed with baseball and football.

so i just got in here from your post about palestinian suicide bombers and was very, very inspired by how you shaped your thoughts. you are a possessor of a finely tuned wit - hence, my presence upon these shores.

so, are you the queen of marvin gardens?

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