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Stagnant sunlight is the dominant king

But be careful, cause the afternoon will smack your bitch ass

That's how the Netherland's goes my biotch

Enjoy your hi-ku times 2. Peace.

1st Street, Ann Arbor, Michigan

On his fourth pass through the neighborhood looking for a parking spot, he realized that some streets are restricted only M/W/F and others only T/Th. He squealed with delight, and made a mad gas pedal dash to an open spot. The delight wore off as he realized he probably could have picked up on that little detail about 3 months ago.

Then he went to Espresso Royale and decided to write in third person.

Travelers Towers, Southfield, Michigan

Remember those sweet gay childhood days when garbage patch kids were the coolest? Well surely I'm behind the times (considering the concept was first published in 1988), but apparently there's a new garbage patch in town.

Espresso Royale, Ann Arbor, Michigan

The old lady who lived in a shoe is now sitting right next to me. She has her Mac out and I'm trying to spy and see if she actually knows what she's doing.

12:44 PM - Has a "City of Ann Arbor Zoning Districts" document on screen, looks like a PDF. She hasn't stayed still on a single page yet though, she just keeps scroll-whipping the screen up and down.

12:47 PM - A moment's panic that she'd kicked it... in reality, she'd gotten to a page in her PDF where the content was sideways, and so she was tilting her head to read it. I guess turning the laptop sideways has not occurred to her yet. Ok it's now a full 2 minutes later and her head is still sideways. Hmmmm should I be concerned??

12:52 PM - OK her head is still sideways. And she's turned her body a little, and instead of turning her Mac on its side to view better, she simply turned it to the left in the same direction as her body.

12:53 PM - K I'm bored with her now, she's still looking at the PDF document. I hope it's really interesting to her, cause I really thought that'd be a more interesting spy game to me than it was.

MSU vs Iowa, East Lansing, Michigan

It's fun to stumble on a random tailgate, grab some food, and hash out gay rights with the only person left as all his friends had tickets to the game.

In general, given the amount of alcohol that goes on at tailgate, I'm continually amazed that discussions around non-straight-ness seem to always end up settling amicably.

Travelers Towers, Southfield, Michigan

Awards, certificates, plaques... these are all fantastic rewards for hard work. But nothing quite compares to that occasional correspondence, in this case email, in which a colleague expresses his admiration of my dedication and ability to be the "early bird" and get things done.

Never mind that he's 6 hours ahead and probably confused my time of day.

Have I ever told you about my fondness of exaggeration and the thrill I get from admitting it?