I tried to tell the Pope he's wearing a Yarmulkeh, but he wasn't willing to listen.
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- Boogie
- I'm a New Yorker who enjoys life and sharing its experiences with other people. For my money, there is no other city that rivals New York, except San Fran... if I'm not here, odds are I'm there.
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2005
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February
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- Pure Excitement
- I tried to tell the Pope he's wearing a Yarmulkeh,...
- A Whole Lotta Lumps
- Deja Vu, Old Friends, Old Applications, Same Smile
- The Futility and The Complaining
- Flashbackforward
- Et Tu, Kodachrome
- Sixty Seconds
- Cold and Warmth
- What A Difference (Three) Days Makes
- Happiness Is A Warm, Freshly-Made Bed
- 12 Hours Later...
- Finis...
- Back To The Heat, and the Ice
- Where Is The Love?
- The Bittersweet March of Time
- The Proliferation of Discontent
- Metamorphosis
- Arthur Miller, RIP: 1915-2005
- Live Strong, but first, Live Smart
- Going The Extra Mile For A Client, Going to Prison
- The Smell of Cupid & Commerce
- "Spartan"
- Tick Tock
- Super Bowl Observations, Part Two
- Super Bowl Observations, Part One
- News Bytes, Hourly Updates, and Morning Haze
- Salem, South Dakota: Hotbed of Hamiltonian Treatis...
- 171 Days
- More Paper, More Evidence, More Fun
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