I could write a whole blog on the side conversations I hear at The Grove. A third of the people are on dates. Another third are “reading” or looking for dates. And the last third are the Mexican workers concerned with only one date–their green card expiration date. I’m sitting there, gnawing on a decrepit
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Me and Mr. Penguin. I love penguins!
Sitting in Heathrow Airport, on layover before the last leg of my journey, I can’t help but think of all the things I want to do when I get home. I find it shocking that when I had vacationed in the past I would come home, rev up my car, and dash to Jack-in-the-Box for
Adam, Paul, Me, and Joe
This is for the anonymous person who commented, “He went out of his way to do you a favor. You could at least have the courtesy to call him back and saying “thanks but no thanks”. The cop didn’t have my number at first. I called him to tell him how thankful I was for