Author: Tripping Raul
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‘I workout’
I dragged my carcass into the conference room and Sharon asked how I was doing. “Great!” I said, grimacing. “It looks like you hurt your back,” she replied. I laughed. Nah, it was Day 1 of hitting the gym, and I rode the bus today which is also a bit…
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What did you see?
You were standing in the booth at Old Chicago next to your grandpa. We were all talking, including you. You liked the light! Oh, and the neon baseball sign. And in addition to your chicken tenders and fruit, you had great fun reaching into your grandpa’s calzone and pulling out sausage and cheese…
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Crash
I had an amazing day yesterday — first a long lunch with Kenn then happy hour(s) with Caitlin and Danielle — and I was in an exceptional mood this morning on my way to work. And then I wasn’t. The heights I’d reached heading to the office were surpassed by the low…
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Something horrid is afoot
People have been very kind, asking me what life changes I’ll need to make with my new, bionic self. And I’m quick to say, “I’ll have to have pedicures the rest of my life.” They laugh and say, “Oh, it must be rough!” I nod and smile. Uh, yes, it is.…
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Oh, dear! Did I do that?
Strolling to the restaurant down the block with Jon and Darren and watching various alley debris skitter across the pavement, we began discussing interesting things we’d discovered that had been discarded. Jon once found a paper with someone’s life and career goals written on it, including the pros and cons of…
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Bad humor
“Oh, Gabriel! We’re all alone! Isn’t it lovely?” “Ah, you mean it’s oh, so peaceful here? No one’s bending over your shoulder? Nobody’s breathing in your ear?” “Stop that! Augh! You’re getting her stuck in my head all over again.” “All right, Angie baby, I’ll stop . . . but…
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Attention
While it is true that I do delight in amusing myself and frequently chuckle at my own thoughts, witticisms and expense, it occurs to me that I can only amuse myself so much for so long. At some point, someone really ought to amuse me. Granted, I am not easily…
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Reddy or NOT!
I can’t get it out! It’s stuck! “That ain’t no way to treat a lady, no way to treat your baby, your woman your friend. That ain’t no way to treat a lady no way. But maybe it’s a way for us to end.” Is that a double negative or a…
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Shuffling
I’m shuffling cards when he walks in. I’ve been expecting him. “Oh, are we playing a game?” he pulls off his ascot, I haven’t the heart to tell him they went out in the 70s, but then again, really, he probably already knows. “No, I don’t play games,” I say.…
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Identity
AND GO . . . Tired, washed, pressed and dressed to impress, listening to oldies on the radio and singing along badly on my drive to work. SWITCH! Self-quarantined, I’m mouthing the words to Michelle Branch’s “All You Wanted” and Regina Spektor’s “The Call” and BNL’s “Jane” under my breath…
At Least They're Committed 