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June 30th was a Tuesday
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My Raindeer Self

When I was nine, my parents took me to a holiday fair at the mall, where I had my face painted as a raindeer’s. Very late that night, I refused to wash off the makeup and insisted that my dad take my picture and have the film developed at the one-hour photo in town. If I couldn’t be a raindeer for the rest of my life, I wanted to fall asleep with a picture of my raindeer self and look at it forever, but it was too late for my dad to take the film anywhere, and I remember crying myself to sleep that night. That picture’s in a brown leather satchel in my parents’ living room; I am very happy in it.
June 16th was a Tuesday
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April 29th was a Wednesday
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Chop Chop Square: Inside Saudi Arabia's brutal justice system
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March 30th was a Monday
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Last Chat Today on Omegle

  • Me: for lunch today, did you have a sandwich?
  • Stranger: No, I did not have a sandwich
  • Me: seemed like a pattern.
  • Me: actually
  • Me: let me see if i can guess what you had for lunch in six questions
  • Me: game?
  • Stranger: Alright
  • Me: ok, question 1
  • Me: could you eat it while walking?
  • Stranger: No
  • Me: does it require a spoon to eat?
  • Stranger: No
  • Me: was it primarily meat?
  • Stranger: Yes
  • Me: did it once moo?
  • Stranger: Nope
  • Me: was it roast chicken?
  • Stranger: Nope but close
  • Me: i'll go turkey
  • Stranger: sorry it was duck
  • Me: ah, sophisticated
  • Me: i don't know why i didn't give you credit
  • Me: i'd have chosen duck too
  • Me: it's the steak of birds
  • Stranger: it is
March 25th was a Wednesday
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from Mike Rohde’s sketches at SXSWi 2009
from Mike Rohde’s sketches at SXSWi 2009
March 23rd was a Monday
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Without Comment

March 17th was a Tuesday
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From the now-pretty-much-gone Seattle P-I. Good job, the media business. [via gawker / all things d]
From the now-pretty-much-gone Seattle P-I. Good job, the media business. [via gawker / all things d]
February 21st was a Saturday
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Any night of the week, you be drunk and depressed, even like three, four in the morning, you pick up the phone and call me. Even if I’m asleep, I’ll pick up. You say “Yo, it’s Nando.” I’ll be like, “You da best,” and hang up.
— cool loud dude on NJ Transit
February 18th was a Wednesday
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  • L: Oh, man, you gotta wash that sweatshirt. It smells.
  • Me: Really? Like what?
  • L: *sniffs*
  • L: Ew. Like a lot of people sat on it.