what mark is doing

Friday, September 07, 2012

Autumnal Medidation

Leaves turn orange
Fall to the ground
I crave hot chocolate with milk
Sweaters emerge
Back hair returns
Centreville Football takes center stage

Days get shorter
Meals get longer
I punch a new hole in my belt
Make wedding plans
Holiday jams
Wildcats crush West Potomac this week

Don't worry.  I just jammed myself.  One man.  Shirtless.  Bloody.  The real deal.
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Wednesday, September 05, 2012

HELLO

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Hello.  I am getting married to a girl.  We are in love.  She loves me.  I love her.  Our love is eternal.  Our love is our bond.  Our love has a pleasant odor.  Our love is delicious.  Our love is light blue.  And dark blue.  Our love will be validated by the government's legal apparatus.  And we will eat appetizers.  Then the main course.  Then desert.  Then what I like to call desert.  Mmmmm.  MAYHUGHMAYHUGHMAY
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I hang out with people again.  Jerry and I used umbrellas on Saturday.  Then we lost the umbrellas.  His umbrellas.  Not my umbrellas.  MAYHUGHMAYHUGH MAYHUGHMAYHUGH MAYHUGHMAYHUGH MAYHUGHMAYHUGH MAYHUGHM
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I will have a child.  He will be a strong child.  He will grow body hair.  He will have excellent vision.  He will have a Blackberry.  He will wear t-shirts.  He will breast feed.  So will I.

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