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Cake day: July 10th, 2023

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  • I learned to drive when I was about 16. My parents never had any food in the house, plus two extremely aggressive dobermans in the kitchen, so I couldn’t go in there anyway.

    So sometimes I would sneak out right before MacDs close and eat a burger in the parking lot.

    I’m a lot older now, but occasionally I still eat fast food in the darkness of the Walmart parking lot

    I find it calming for some reason.

    Bonus hilarity:

    At Xmas in 1979 I had an Xmas tree lot with a slave driver boss – 12 to 18 hours a day. (He did partially pay me with a shopping bag full of wed.)

    On night I got off around midnight and headed off to the local Mcds, order my food, and visit the restroom to take a piss – and somehow managed to drop my car keys in the piss water.

    Not my favorite day ever.

    Then I get home and find that they had released the dogs in the whole house and I had to yell and pound on the door to get my mother to lock them up.

    FML



  • JFC Poltergeist.

    I saw it on a VCR in 1983, the year after it came out. I had spent the morning in a grammar exam for a Latin intensive program and then on to the funeral of a fellow speed freak.

    Then I partied with some friends after the funeral until about midnight. Weed and beer. No hallucinogens.

    So I told a shortcut through this sort of underpass that went under the church and saved me a block.

    First thing I see is a passed out dude in a polka dot costume, just like the monster in the movie.

    As if that wasn’t enough, he’s next to a shopping cart full of body parts. I’m sure it was just some . mannequin parts he got from some clothing store on Telegraph Avenue.

    But some kind of warning bell went off in my head: just keep walking. The memory is still vivid many years later.

    The “just keep walking” thing has kept me out of a lot of shit in life.

    And yeah, I haven’t had speed in several decades .









  • You might be too right.

    My wife lives in another county and is only around on the weekends.

    She is a huge turtle nut and has several stuffed turtle toys on the bed. I’m in finance journalism and sometimes talk to the turtles about convertible bond transactions and other boring stuff.

    It helps me work through things. Probably headed for an institution in the future.