Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Cool Beans

What do they say about old writers? I don't know, but some of the old gang from MWW are trying to keep our brains from melting so we got together at Urban Beans for their celebration of Ernest Hemingway's birthday (very cool place on 7th St). There wasn't much of a party, but we pulled out the laptops and ipads and notebooks (like #38) and legal pads and scraps of printer paper and forced ourselves (no talking!) to write some things. Here are some ideas, something to think about in the future when I stop procrastinating.

There's a massive box of XL Depends for Men in my trunk

Put down the brownie

Never turn down a girl's trip vs. - when did Saturday night all waxed and dressed up date night turn into Sunday matinee in flip flops with a dollar refill cup and a purse full of smuggled pretzels?

Facebook inbox overload

She said, "I can't believe we're still friends."

Papa Don't Preach

Did the TWIRP dance turn him gay?

Shana stole my Luna bar

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