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OK so I know I’m always the last to join the party, but I’ve never really gotten into TV On The Radio, for no discernible reason. But I am super-liking their newish song, “Family Tree”:
And to start your weekend off with a lip-smacker, on the way home just now, I glanced in the rear view mirror (of the loaner car I’m driving, more on that later) at a stoplight and saw a guy – in his forties at least – digging for gold unabashedly. Like, truly weeviling around in there. So yeah, that’s gross, but whatever, it kinda made me giggle. A short distance later at the next light, I see him digging in his ear in the same fashion. Again, gross, but whatever.
Third light, however? Back to the nose, except now it’s the other nostril.
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DUDE. DID YOU JUST DISCOVER YOU HAVE HOLES IN YOUR HEAD? MY THREE YEAR-OLD IS LESS FASCINATED WITH THE CONTENTS ON HER FINGERNAIL.
KNOCK IT OFF.
Things Lorelei has done in the past week:
– Drank from the gallon of vinegar, like it was a jug of moonshine
– Splashed around in a clogged urinal
– Ate dirt out of the plant
– Licked my deoderant
– Dug dirt out of the windowsill, drew on the glass, then ate it off her finger.
– Ate my lipstick, after putting it on her cheeks so pretilly
-Chewed on a straw piece that broke off the broom
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Yum.
Huzzah! 