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my favorite college Italian professor was distracting. she didn’t have a tic or missing teeth. she didn’t burst into song mid-discussion. in fact, i don’t think she had any weird habits.
the problem was her outrageous beauty. we’re talking a bad-for-society level of attractiveness.Read More
“anyone seen my glasses?” asked daily by my dad, that question is my family’s version of Wall Street’s opening bell. let the games begin. (“keys” and/or “phone” can be used in place of “glasses.”)
“seen them?” i’d fight the urge to ask, “i’ve been watching them, Dad. they’re riveting.”Read More