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Last night Sarah reported that she wanted to watch a movie, so we sat down and rented “Garden State,” which she had seen, but I had not. (If it seems odd that Sarah would request that we watch a movie but then defer to me to make the pick, then YOU OBVIOUSLY DON’T KNOW MY […] I need help analyzing another dream. Except that I don’t really remember the dream. What I remember is this: At about 12:30am last night, I woke up, sat bolt upright, and started frantically looking around the bed, saying, “Where are they?” Sarah wakes up and says, “Where are what?” “There’s supposed to […] Me and my body? We can no longer kick it. We are not friends. I DESPISE THE CHUB. In short: I have a muffin top. Back in May, I was a fit-and-trim fighting weight of about 225 lbs. (hey, I’m a big mamma jamma, there ain’t no way around it), but through decay […] Man, whole milk is awesome. Normally at Casa De Hearn, we drink 2% milk, in a valiant but Spartan-like effort to keep us from turning into perfectly round bundles of chub. (For the purposes of this conversation, chub means “obesity,” and not “half-fatness,” if you catch my winking drift.) The other day, HW noted that […] |