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Day 4: Picnics

Day 4: Picnics

Maybe I’ve told you this before. If so, my apologies in advance, but here goes. My roommate and I have a summer tradition we love. After work on a Friday night, we’ll head to Winston Salem and spend an hour at the mega thrift store there. Once we’re shopped out, we make a stop at Trader Joe’s and grab some of our favorites. A baguette Triple cream Brie with mushrooms Green and kalamata olives in herbs Ginger beer Dark chocolate…

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What It’s Like Working Rent-To-Own Customer Service

What It’s Like Working Rent-To-Own Customer Service

This pastor was wicked and wouldn’t even help his wife; he made her work and make stew until her legs looked like men’s legs and he made her always wear skirts. The Bible says not to be wasteful so when I run out of laundry detergent I just throw in a bar of soap and don’t waste it…”

The Red Pineapple, or, My First 5k

The Red Pineapple, or, My First 5k

Some little imp in my ear made me put “Do a 5k” on my list of goals for 2017 that I handed to my boss. I don’t know what placed the idea there, seeing I could run about 49 feet before collapsing with a stroke, but there it was, for my boss and coworkers to see…

The Birthday, and How I Spent It

The Birthday, and How I Spent It

Since I am now in my upper-twenties, I decided to take off work like a responsible adult and spend the day cavorting with Rosie, whose birthday is only five days from mine. Necessarily this involved thrift shopping, and eating amazing food, since that’s how we roll. After our somewhat-unsuccessful-but-still-fun thrifting run, we went to downtown Winston Salem for some nourishment. I recently happened upon a taco joint called Crafted, and it was the kind of place I wanted to go…

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5 Reasons I Love Apartment Life

5 Reasons I Love Apartment Life

I know probably most of you live in the country, and would never have it any other way. But in the last year I’ve discovered that I positively love life in an apartment in the middle of town, and I’d like to tell you why. One. I don’t have to mow a yard, because I don’t have one. Instead, I can walk a few blocks to the town park, which is much bigger than any yard I’d want to maintain,…

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The Trees That Were, or, I Hope You Step On a Lego

The Trees That Were, or, I Hope You Step On a Lego

A couple years ago, in better days, Mocksville’s center square was graced with four massive, majestic, old trees. They were stately and beautiful, and gave the town a sort of grace unknown to other concrete metropolises. They were filled with lights during the winter, illuminating the square with Christmas magic. In summer they shaded our cars and our town festivals, and brought green relief from the asphalt heat. In short, we loved them. Then The Person In Charge gave the…

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Law-Abiders Never Prosper

Law-Abiders Never Prosper

When I was a child, I was exceedingly sensitive. If I thought I had done something wrong, even accidentally, it bothered and bothered me. However, recently I learned a valuable life lesson, namely, “Law-abiders never prosper.” This is how it went down. Around the beginning of the year, my sister got married, and I was in her bridal party. We were out marching about the town, freezing in our short sleeves, getting pictures taken by the fabulous Grettagraphy. At one…

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