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Blarg, Snarge, and Phooey: Bye-bye Van Guy

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Blarg, Snarge, and Phooey. My Van Guy has retired from van-guying. I know I should be happy for him - van-guying is no life for a young fella with a wife and coupla young'uns. But I can't help but feel a bit sad. It's like the Gem Store on Delancey closed down all over again. But move heavy objects down and up stairs he did, like the dickens! Only time, and several moves/craigslist runs, will tell. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Queen of the ill-timed zinger; sometime prude; consumer of consumables.

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Blarg, Snarge, and Phooey: August 2010

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Blarg, Snarge, and Phooey. Johnny, don't point that gun at me. This morning I listened to an old Fresh Air podcast that featured John Mellencamp. But that's exactly the argument I used to convince myself to keep listening, and I'm glad I did. I mean, I never hated. John Mellencamp, but his music was always just kind of not entirely unpleasant background filler. So there's a little street cred, if you needed it. By them, as if they're a sub-par musical form. This sentiment resounded so deeply with me ...

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Blarg, Snarge, and Phooey: March 2013

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Blarg, Snarge, and Phooey. When I was 17. When I was 17. They got it for me because I was the rising star genius of the family. I was going to go to medical school. I was going right my mother's wrongs, beginning by not getting pregnant freshman year of college. I was wildly successful at that; Chem II, not so much. I switched my major from pre-med to psychology probably in the first semester. When I was 17, I had very little idea of what a dominatrix really was. Being goth, of course I had some. Suburbs...

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Blarg, Snarge, and Phooey: August 2012

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Blarg, Snarge, and Phooey. I don't even register on your radar, do I? Then, BOOM. Neck piercing in ya face! Dirty Subject Lines That Are Not Spam. Pearl necklaces only 39.99 - 175 value - Value oriented neck decoration. (Beyond the Rack). Pearl Necklace and Earring Set - When the necklace just doesn't cut it anymore, hit the next level: earlobes. (Groupon). Half or More Off Facial - Quickie facial. (AmazonLocal). European Facial - European. Things are always better, right? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).

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Blarg, Snarge, and Phooey: December 2010

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Blarg, Snarge, and Phooey. I'm a Neurotic 90 Year Old Jewish Man. I try not to be crotchety old lady about the loud music my neighbors play. Hey it's New York! On a Tuesday night! I could tell from all the explosions n' stuff. So midnight rolls around, as I'm trying to get some studying done, and of course, the volume diminishes not. Soooooo I go and knock. She must be expecting this, right? Your neighbor across the hall" I says. She opens the door. "Hey uh, can you turn that down? On his face, some sad.

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Blarg, Snarge, and Phooey: November 2010

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Blarg, Snarge, and Phooey. A Story I Think You'll Enjoy. So I get to my psychoanalysis class tonight, sit in my usual seat up front, the better to admire my sensei. I sit off to the side, not right in the middle, so as not to be blinded by the brilliance. You know what "they" say: look ye not into the eyes of God, etc. I have all my shit (purse, laptop bag, grocery bag full of rutabagas and. Five varieties of apples. Mouth into my earballs, and flowing out through my fingers onto my. She asks to borrow o...

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Blarg, Snarge, and Phooey: January 2012

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Blarg, Snarge, and Phooey. Things in hospitals that look like faces (and not happy ones, at that). It seemed like they never re-stocked the salad bar, while we were there. We arrived Wednesday afternoon in time for lunch, and had eaten them out of spinach and broccoli by Friday. After that it was burnt pizza and cold sweet potato fries. Bedside TV Controller, With Mysterious Music Button That I Could Not Figure Out How To Get Music From. Otis Elevonic Group Control. Some things I saw today:. Queen of the...

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Blarg, Snarge, and Phooey: Strange Days

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Blarg, Snarge, and Phooey. I don't even register on your radar, do I? Then, BOOM. Neck piercing in ya face! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Queen of the ill-timed zinger; sometime prude; consumer of consumables. View my complete profile. Blade Runner - The Aquarelle Edition. Bourgeois' Arch of Hysteria. The Monica/Brandy Pandora station. Entenmann's Butter Pound Cake Candle. Maison Louis Marie No. 4 Bois de Balincourt. Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab. Trader Joe's sea salt brownie bites. How to dress well.

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Blarg, Snarge, and Phooey: Terry Doesn't Live Here Anymore

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Blarg, Snarge, and Phooey. Terry Doesn't Live Here Anymore. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Queen of the ill-timed zinger; sometime prude; consumer of consumables. View my complete profile. Blade Runner - The Aquarelle Edition. Bourgeois' Arch of Hysteria. The Monica/Brandy Pandora station. Entenmann's Butter Pound Cake Candle. Maison Louis Marie No. 4 Bois de Balincourt. Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab. Trader Joe's sea salt brownie bites. James J. Williams III. How to dress well. Fall on Your Sword.

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Blarg, Snarge, and Phooey: September 2010

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Blarg, Snarge, and Phooey. Grooming Habits of the Young and in Love. The best things seem to happen on the subway. I have frequent internal debates with myself - listen to my ipod, or eavesdrop on whatever totally banal or insane conversation might be happening within earshot. I didn't need my ears tonight - there was this young-ish couple, see? Maybe 20 or so. They seemed to be grooming each other, a la monkey grooming. Maybe not quite picking for lice/gnats/what have you (bed bugs, perhaps?