I’m ready to play. Today. Look at me, I can be… Wait, what? This isn’t the dodge ball team meeting? I like purple, though. So I’ll stick around. It’s official, people (and the robots that leave spam in my comments section). I am running a…
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Today: My brother, the triathlete.
My older brother completed a triathlon this weekend. I was lucky enough to be a spectator and am still in awe of what he accomplished. I honestly felt like I was watching the Olympics, except that we were in Marlboro. And at one point an…
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Today: We haaave a winner.
Thanks to the scientists at random.org, we have a winner. The proud owner of a brand new (very much non-waterproof) pedometer is… Congratulations, Jul! And many thanks to everyone who was able to see past my idiocy and enter this little contest. 🙂 You’ll be…
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Today: Creative housekeeping.
Today’s creative housekeeping tip is brought to you by sheer laziness. If you are running late in the morning, and didn’t get around to folding and putting away that last load of laundry you dumped on the sofa, just throw it back in the dryer!…
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Today: Step one is acceptance.
[Photo source] Before you get too involved in this post, I need to warn you that I am about to reveal just how much of a dope I am. And you may never want to hear from me again. So quickly peek at a few…
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Today: Unfashionably on time.
I pride myself on being punctual. As the ancient Roman saying goes, Early is on time; on time is late; and late is unacceptable. And now we must feed you to the lions. In the Colosseum. Every once in a while, though, I get sidetracked…
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Today: Moving stuff. On my owwwn.
Storage facilities are strange places. It’s hard to not wonder about what people are storing there, and how many of your fellow clients are involved in organized crime. Or have been on an episode of Hoarders. Or both. In my professional life, we’ve been dealing…
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Today: Macrobursting with excitement.
Fortunately for everyone in the Boston metro area, I am not a paid weatherperson. In times such as last night, I would be a complete loose canon on air. Pea sized hail, everyone! Macrobursts! Tornadic activity! Then again, I have heard some doozies during WBZ’s…
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Today: It’s me or the sloth.
When my sister was born, I thought she looked like a complete sloth. I had done extensive research on the species, as only an almost three-year-old could: I read scanned pictures in a book called Zoo Babies. Looking back, she takes offense to this comparison. …