I wasn’t making kissie-faces at the guy.
I just happened to be whistling as I got out of my truck and ended up face to face with him, separated only by his rolled up window.
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Archive for November, 2008
Song of the Week: Let’s Get Cynical
November 7th, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards
Considering the week’s turn of events, these lyrics, which I love, seem radically inappropriate but when I think of myself and those like me whose natural tendency is to doubt hope (in truth a kind of insulation against disappointment, an emotion that, of late, I’ve had my fill), I think we can use a song like this to remind us that we are as ridiculous (if not more so) as those whom we disparage for displaying an emotion that we are too often too afraid to allow in ourselves.
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A Secret Way Of Saying …
November 5th, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards
“… well, girls usually like my eyes.”
“Your eyes?”
“Yeah: my eyes. The women I’ve gone out or flirted with typically comment on my eyes. Your mom regularly did, so have many others.”
“Uhhh, dad?”
“Yeah?”
“That’s a kind of … a girl’s secret … a way of saying …”
“What are you trying to say?”
“Well, when there’s nothing … when you’re not … it’s what girls say to a guy when there’s nothing else to say anything nice about.”
“Oh.”
Overheard on Halloween
November 4th, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards
A young boy, unsteady in cowboy boots, walking down a steep drive:
“My legs are slippery!”
Free Idea #1 – Instant Avant Garde Music
November 3rd, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards
Jimmy Carl Black: 1938 – 2008
November 2nd, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards
Stretch Armstrong
November 2nd, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards
Cur
November 1st, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards
