Ken Griffey's grotesquely swollen jaw
I've visited my family up in CT several times now, and it's very nice to be away from NYC to be in a suburb-like area (though technically Norwich is called a city). There's absolute silence during the night (except the crickets), there are more stars to be seen (though, not much).
Yet one of the things that will keep me rooted in the city is the water. NYC WATER IS AWESOME!
Drinking Connecticutian water left a weird aftertaste. Now I know why children have so many cavities, because they drink juices and soft drinks in lieu of their sucky drinking water supply. Hah, j/k. But that'd be an interesting theory.
Welp, in conjunction to the previous paragraph, I'm off to the dentist.
OH NO! I HAVE A CAVITY! MY NIGHTMARES HAVE BECOME TRUE! This is my first cavity ever... my perfect, pale yellow teeth are marred...
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"Smell you later Bart... smell you later forever!
In about 12 hours I will be on a bus hurtling toward the mainland. But where? Halifax? Cheyenne? Tegucigalpa???? No, I shall be going along the Boston Post Road to southeastern Connecticut. And what exactly is in SE CT? Only Foxwoods, Mohegan Sun, and PROXIMITY TO RHODE ISLAND!
Marge: Have you noticed any change in Bart?
Homer: New glasses?
Marge: No...he looks like something might be disturbing him.
Homer: Probably misses his old glasses.
Marge: I guess we could get more involved in Bart's activities but then I'd be afraid of smothering him.
Homer: Yeah, and then we'd get the chair.
Marge: That's not what I meant.
Homer: It was, Marge, admit it.
Be back in three days. "Keep cool mah babies!"
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My Name's Max Power, I Got it Off a Blowdryer
So I came back about five hours ago after visiting some family. My bowels will never let me forget they are the rulers of my body; my motion sickness reared its ugly head as my uncle drove us around Connecticut looking at For Sale signs. I can handle vehicles moving down the high/free/express/roadway at 30 mph+, but once the thing starts lurching and turning around and cartwheelin', I WANT TO BARF. It used to be that I couldn't even handle subways; now I can do a merry jig on the subterranean tracks without turning any shade of green. But anything above ground (except trains) is tricky. I have to eat something before getting on the bus or I will die. If it's a car, just fly out to the highway and start driving from there because I can't handle city streets without mumbling abdominal curses.
Other than that, it was a nice change of pace and it was cool out there at night, temperature-wise. I hate the heat and want autumn and winter to come now. So I can wear lots of layers. I'm like an onion that way.
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