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Dis-Ativan-tage
Neurosis is always a substitute for legitimate suffering. — Carl Jung A ladybug ambled across my absentee ballot and paused, seemingly undecided between YES and NO on one of the Indian gaming propositions. As the tiny
Hotel Fetish
It is impossible to overdo luxury. — French Proverb The orange light reflecting off the water’s surface slowly transformed to red. “You should have put some music on,” I said, gesturing at the iPod dock on
Party Tricks
When the wine goes in, strange things come out. — Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller David opened a second bottle of wine and circled the room refilling glasses. Our guests were neighbors from the building next
Turn Off
Lo! Men have become the tools of their tools. — Henry David Thoreau I remember my first time like it was yesterday. My heart beat fast with the excitement and trepidation of journeying into virgin territory.
Merry Tuesday
From a commercial point of view, if Christmas did not exist it would be necessary to invent it. — Katharine Whitehorn He didn’t have to voice it. I could see it in his face, in the
Guys Gone Wild
I am leaving the town to the invaders: increasingly numerous, mediocre, dirty, badly behaved, shameless tourists. — Brigitte Bardot W e told our friends we were going for the food, but that was a partial truth. Despite
Bad Santa
Love looks forward hate looks back, anxiety has eyes all over its head. — Mignon McLaughlin Everything had been going so well. The Seattle sky was uncommonly clear for December. The overall atmosphere was festive and
Comet Courtesy
The road to Hell is paved with good intentions. — English proverb I was yanked into consciousness — adrenaline tensed my muscles for fight or flight, and my heart was pumping fast, as though I’d stumbled off
Turkey Tempest
Turkey, n. A large bird whose flesh when eaten on certain religious anniversaries has the peculiar property of attesting piety and gratitude. Incidentally, it is pretty good eating. — Ambrose Bierce, The Devil’s Dictionary An impasse had been
Daddy Dogma
There are no facts, only interpretations. — Friedrich Nietzsche ‘You want some eggs with that ketchup?” “Very funny, Four-Eyes,” Dad said, using the nickname he gave me when I got my first pair of glasses in junior
